When Darkness Falls

Chapter 42

"Dan!" That beautiful, amazing voice that I've missed for so long calls out to me, and I can't help the wide smile that comes to my face as that full head of black hair runs towards me with his arms spread out. In seconds, we're in each other's arms again, the smell of vanilla and fabric softener fills my nose. "Dan, I've missed you so much." He whispers in my ear.

Tears run down my cheeks. "I've missed you too Phil. So so much. Baby I've missed you so much." I pull him as close to me as I can, but then something interrupts it, a calling from the distance.

"Hey wake up." A pillow is thrown in my face which causes a groan to escape my lips.

"What the hell did you wake me up for?" A look of disgust forms on my face as I throw the pillow away from me.

The tall, lanky guy with dark hair and bright green eyes shoots me an evil stare. "I can't find my shirt, and I need it before I can leave." His small plaid boxers are all that he's wearing, but he's carrying his jeans in his hands.

What was his name again? John? Mark? "Look, uh," I pause, motioning my hand around in a way to show that I needed some help remembering who he was.

"Alex." He rolls his eyes and scoffs. "This is the third time we've hooked up and you still can't remember my name? Really?"

Now I'm the one rolling my eyes. "If you were actually important enough then I'd think about remembering your name, but you aren't so just get over it, find your shirt and get out." The cold tone in my voice is enough to freeze over the entire room. Alex looks hurt, but only for a second. Then he gives me a cold stare and shakes his head at me. "What's that look for?" I snap, practically willing him to pick a fight with me.

"Look, I understand that you lost your boyfriend or whatever, but that doesn't mean you have to treat me like shit."

In the flash of an eye, I have him pinned against the dresser, a look of pure evil in my eyes. "Don't you ever mention him. Ever!" I growl furiously, causing Alex to shake beneath me, but he keeps a strong face. He's seen me at way worse than this, and for some reason he never denies me when I call for him. I probably should treat him with more respect, but I just can't seem to force myself to become close to anyone.

Alex just slowly nods. "I understand, I'm sorry."

I shoot him another threatening glare, my breathing is still heavy, but I let him go so that his feet are safely on the ground again. "Go, Alex."

He nods again, gathers his things then leaves.

In no time, there's another knock on the door of my rather bland new bedroom. "Daniel." Her voice is cautious. After a few seconds of not responding, she opens the door without approval. "You really should be nicer to Alex.. He tries really hard to be there for you."

"Since when do you start caring about who I bring home, Zoe?" I practically spit in her direction. "He's there to help me when I'm bored and that's it. If I wanted to be his friend then I would treat him nicer."

Zoe gives me a disappointed glare which reminds me of how my mom used to do whenever she caught me doing something we both knew I shouldn't be doing. Zoe has basically been acting like my my mother ever since the incident happened after-

I quietly suck in a sharp breath as a dull stabbing pain shoots through my chest. They've gotten weaker that's for sure, but they still pack a punch when I think too much about him. "Can you go now? I'd like to be alone."

Zoe and I have been through a lot in the past two years. From the incident until the night that almost ruined our friendship. The night where we got drunk and I talked her into sleeping with me. She woke up the next day freaking out talking about how disappointed he would be in me. I lost it on her, and then I disappeared for a few weeks. But eventually she found me. Truth is, I can't be on my own for too long or bad things start happening. People start disappearing. I start to disappear and become someone else, and I made a promise that I wouldn't ever stop trying to stay strong.