The Darkside's Light ~HIATUS~

Chapter 3

I was at Military school for 4 years, graduated at the age of 20, took a year off for myself, and then returned back to Sunset Hills with a goal in mind. The year by myself was dark and ruthless, I wound up in a big city where crime was at its highest. Though not all was bad there, one night in a bar I met the love of my life, he was genuine and loving to me for the first few months but as I opened up to him, letting him gain more knowledge about me, he began using it against me. He would threaten to ruin me with the secrets I had, he would blackmail me, abuse me, and I was raped countless times. He made me fear life itself, to the point where I wouldn't even go outdoors anymore. Then one night while I was sleeping I was woken up by the sound of him stumbling through the door of our apartment, "John?" I called out, "are you okay?" In response I had a beer bottle thrown towards the door, shattering on impact. I knew better than to go check on him, I went into hiding instead. Whenever he was that drunk, I usually ended up with deep gashes all over my body. As I was sitting behind the locked closet door, I had heard John arguing with some man, within minutes there was a gunshot and all went still. John had been shot and killed, he was gone forever.

I couldn't help but feel as though John's death had occurred by him knowing me somehow, then again it could have very well just been paranoia. He wasn't exactly the most liked person but I never believed anyone hated him enough to actually remove his life. In the end I suppose it was for the best, his existence just creating problems for the rest of the world. He will not be missed.

It didn't take long for me to gather my belongings and leave his run down apartment. Since he was gone I took the liberty of taking what I liked such as his car, money, and wallet then set off for the only place I knew people in- back home in Sunset Hills.

The drive back would normally take on average about 2 hours but I didn't need people to know I was back in town. I drove an hour of the way before I decided to stop at a drug store for some bleach blonde hair dye, it's about time these pink streaks leave my hair as well as updating my wardrobe from the department store a few blocks over.

I checked into a motel and spent the night, however not much sleep occurred. Majority of the time I spent bleaching and then re-dying my hair until it was a perfect shade, then came all my old clothes being replaced for new ones, and finally by the time morning came around I was ready for my makeup. Nothing screams "look at me" more than bright red lipstick. I am the new and improved Adeline Shrivanov.

I grabbed a coffee and one glazed donut from the gas station before I made my way on to the final hour of the drive. The majority of the time was uneventful, barely any cars on the road at such an early hour, the radio was nothing but overly boring talk shows, just a wide open road. I felt it appropriate when I put in my ACDC cd, rolled down the windows, turned the sound up as loud as it could go, and just shut out the world around me. The first track to play just happened to be Highway to Hell, oh the irony.

The hour seemed to fly by as I drove along, lost amongst my thoughts, and just contemplating everything that has happened in my life prior to this moment. Occasionally I would glance in the mirror only to be startled by my new appearance; I looked so different, nothing like myself from even yesterday. Yesterday, the day John was shot and left to rot, the day my anger towards the world began to spill over the edge and take me down with it, the day I fled the city for simple Sunset Hills. I don't know why I always cowered in fear when I was near John while he was drunk. I suppose I could have been able to defend myself but for some reason I just couldn't. In a way, John reminded me of Uncle Horace; all those beatings that I had to endure during his presence, maybe that's the reason I felt relieved when I heard the gun shot and the sound of the body hit the floor.

I came around the turn and I could see Sunset Hills in the distance; this road winds around on the side of the cliff, giving a lovely view of the ocean and a preview of the town before you actually arrive there. I still remember everything about this town, not much has changed. When I pulled into town with my parents that last day, it was near sunset, the sun barely holding on above the rolling hills that surround the town casting a warm, luminescent glow on everything the light could touch. I remember how I felt enchanted by the warmth of the light, it made me feel safe and secure, how wrong I truly was.

It's different this time, the air is cool and crisp, the sun barely peaking over the ocean, a much different feel than before. I turned the music low as I drove down Main Street, in the center of town lies Sunset Park, a few blocks over is the old and abandoned movie theater, and across from that was the drug store. Across the park is city hall with the police station located next door, it's a small yet satisfactory town.

I made my way up the winding hill that leads to my Aunt and Uncle's house, as I parked in the vacant driveway and stepped out I felt a chill run up my spine. But it only happened for a few seconds, I counted to 5, took a deep breath and made my way to the door. It appears they're out at the moment, no matter. I took the liberty of finding a rock, throwing it at the window until it shattered, then climbing my way inside.

I stood in the foyer surveying my surroundings, for the most part everything looked the same as I remember. The only difference, there wasn't my blood stains on the carpet or wall anymore, covering the evidence obviously. I walked to the back door and looked out, there stood their small pool only big enough for two people to tread water in with a glass fence around it. I have to work quickly before my "dear" relatives return home, time is of the essence.

A few hours had gone by as I sat patiently on their couch reading the newspaper. I heard voices outside and a soft click of the lock opening on the door, it's time.

As my Uncle and Aunt flung the door open and saw me their gazes were priceless, "Remember me?" I said with a smirk as I stood up.

My uncle slammed the door behind him and glared at me, "Who are you?! How dare you break into our home!"

My smirk disappeared, all my hatred slowly building up inside, "Really Uncle Horace? You don't remember poor Adeline the orphan that was hated and nearly murdered many times? I feel offended."

"Adeline. The worthless burden we had to live with. Of course I remember your no good existence. I also remember that you were NEVER supposed to return, so why are you here?"

"Me? You really think you could get rid of me that easily?" I started laughing and my former guardians looked incredibly confused, "I just came back to say thank you, I bare gifts you know."

I led them out back towards their pool, "it's in there! I believe it's at the bottom if you want a closer view."

At first they were both hesitant but slowly took a few steps closer until they were on the edge. From there all it took was a simple push on their backs until both of them fell over the glass and face first into the pool with one sheet of glass dividing between them. Each stuck in their own cubes with no where to go.

By the time they got over their shock my uncle directed his attention back to me, fuming with anger.

"You may not have been able to get rid of me very easily, but disposing of your lives will be one of the easiest things I've ever had to do." I snarled.

"When we get out of here, you're dead!" My uncle retaliated.

"Aha yeah see, about that, I switched out your glass for a special type of glass I snagged from military school. You see this particular glass is laced with extremely high voltage, one touch and you'll be shocked to death. Plain and simple."

"If that's the case, why didn't we die when you PUSHED US OVER?!" My uncle shouted at me.

"Because it wasn't on then genius, I don't want your death to be quick," I pulled out a remote from my back pocket and pushed a power button causing the fence to illuminate, "as I was saying, the fence is also clear so that you two may watch each other die slowly. You were able to witness each other beating me to the brink of death, I find this only fair."

"You monster!" My Aunt Prudence screamed.

"Careful Aunty, you'll want to save that breath." I smiled as I set the remote down on the grass just a few inches in front of them, "have a lovely swim! I heard the waters to die for!" I winked then made my way back to the house. As I stepped inside my uncle called out, "Adeline! Please, we're sorry!"

I stopped dead in my tracks then turned to glare at both of them, "It's a little late for that, don't you think?" Then I slammed the door and walked away.