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The Dark Ones
The Dark Ones
Penulis: Roark Ryder

Chapter One: Desire

Penulis: Roark Ryder
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2022-12-31 16:47:36

Georgia was soaking wet. The rain glided off her head and down her face, making her eyes burn slightly on the way down. Her shoes splashed loudly as she ran to the pavement and onto Morris Street, dipping in and out of large puddles along the way. By the time she reached the other side, even her knees were drenched. Her feet felt damp and wrinkled, her trainers doing a poor job of keeping water out. Her socks were soggy and disgusting as they splotched with every step now.

 She pulled her hoodie tighter over her head, lamenting the thought of how her hair was going to frizz up. Her backpack bounced behind her, weighed down more by the rain. She hoped the waterproof material would hold up and dreaded the thought of what her books might look like if it didn’t. The wind was beginning to howl and it sent the rain swishing in different directions. The chill was bad today. This time of year in Milwaukee usually spelled the end of the cold season but despite it being the last week of March, winter still stubbornly clung on. It was the third time this week she missed the bus.

 Being one of the only seniors at Beldon High without a car was at the forefront of her mind. Beldon was a public school so it wasn’t like the other kids were all wealthy or something, but still, she felt the mediocrity of being an electrician and a caterer’s daughter all the same. How could she not? Especially when popular students like Susan Green had parents with cool jobs. Her dad was an architect. Emily Bale’s mom was a food blogger. The wind began whipping at Georgia’s face now as she pushed against the rain, trudging her way towards Warbler Road.  

Oh, for goodness sake! Georgia’s mind lashed out as she was pushed left and right by the wind. Her parents said she was “petite. It was just a kind way of saying “tiny”. Barely scraping five foot two, all one hundred and thirty eight pounds of her was miniscule in comparison to most of her classmates. Right now, that meant even the wind got to bully her. She kept her head down as she tried to walk a straight line. She could only imagine how silly she looked trying to fight her way down the street with the wind routinely tossing her off course.  

This must be what it feels like to take a sobriety test when you’re tanked.                             

She smiled to herself at the thought. Somehow it made her feel better. She could always laugh at herself. She needed that thick skin now to avoid feeling like the eyes of the world were on her as she wobbled her way down the street like a baby antelope learning to walk for the first time. The stores on this end of town were all closed and starting to mist up. 

The sky overhead was a dreary gray and looked even darker on the horizon. Thankfully the weather meant the sidewalk wasn’t its bustling self today. There were still plenty of cars passing, but even at a glance, Georgia noticed the familiar sight of people lost in their own little morning routines. Some spoke on bluetooth as they rushed to meetings; others kept one hand on the steering as the other caressed the warmth of a Starbucks cup.

 Even the few people on foot were under umbrellas, too busy with their own fight against the torrid weather to notice the mousy little girl they passed. Gaining some comfort from these facts, Georgia quickened her pace. She could still make it to school on time. The walk wasn’t that far. Her mom had left early again, dashing off to a catering job at some swanky business conference.

 It was amazing how much time and effort she could put into meticulously prepping the meals she provided her clients but still forget to pack a lunch for her husband. Of course touching fifty five meant dad didn’t quite understand that in today’s world, a woman’s place was no longer at a man’s beck and call. The irony was  not lost on Georgia when she had to step in and quickly throw together some ham sandwiches for herself and him. 

The circumstances were familiar; the end result always the same—missing the school bus again. Georgia’s teenage angst annoyed her, or at least it did when she was aware of it. She was now. She reminded herself that she was midway through and in a year’s time she would be in college, chasing her dream of being a writer, and all these crappy days would be a distant memory. 

The timing of her reverie was unfortunate. The moment she heard the grunt of a familiar engine behind her, she sensed something awful was coming next.  

Splotch. The plastic cup made a sound as off putting as the mulch that splashed all over Georgia as it struck her right shoulder. Her cotton hoodie had seemed a good choice when she checked the weather report that morning.

 As pink bubble tea stained the white fabric and dripped all the way down her shoulders and arms, she regretted wearing white now. Some of the black tapioca pearls stuck to her as she hastily brushed them off her; the little balls bouncing along the pavement and running away with the current as they left dark streaks behind.  

“Oh my God!” Georgia shrieked. 

For good measure, Tyler Norton’s Mazda 3 swerved into a large puddle as it passed and splashed her with more icy water. Her legs and thighs winced as the water got through her double-layered tights and found bare skin. A hand stuck out the window of the car and flipped her the bird .  

“We thought you could use some breakfast, Dot face,” 

Joey Swinton’s obnoxious voice trailed off as the car sped away. Georgia was livid. Inside, she was screaming at the top of her lungs. On the outside, she fought back tears, willing herself not to cry. She hated the nickname “Dot face”. As she passed a store with tinted windows, she caught a brief sight of her reflection. Her eyes had their usual dark circles. Her small cheeks and pouty lips did nothing to brighten up an otherwise ordinary face today. 

The black beauty spot that sat dead in the center of her nose glared at her. She hated it. It was the reason why so many of her tormentors only ever referred to as “Dot face” instead of her name.  

Just six more months. Just six more months. Just six more months. The words repeated in her head like a mantra. She couldn’t wait to leave her nightmare of a school behind; her teachers, idiots like Tyler and Joey, this town, everything!  

Just six more months. Just six more months. Just six more months. It took fourteen more repetitions of those words before her mind finally began to calm itself. Most of the pink goop was being washed away with it. Georgia knew she probably still looked like a train wreck. It didn’t matter. They didn’t matter. This place didn’t matter. She kept walking.  

Just six more months. The words were barely a whisper in her head now. She reached Warbler and turned left. Three more blocks, then down South Road and she would be there. The wind was a little less intense in this direction, the tenement buildings on Warbler were higher than the little shops on Morris Street and kept her insulated from the worst of it. She walked faster, still a little charged from the adrenaline of being hit by the cup. Her breath was frosting in front of her, even though her neck was starting to feel a little warm. Up ahead, she heard an angry voice.  

Oh God, what now?  Georgia lifted her head up tentatively to see what the commotion was. Ahead, she saw a smartly dressed man on the floor and a younger kid, around her age, who appeared to have knocked him over. 

“What the hell man?” 

the older guy yelled as he got to his feet and brushed off his expensive black overcoat. The kid looked dazed.  

“Watch where you’re going idiot,” the man spat out.  

The kid looked frazzled, like his mind was caught between wanting to stop and needing to keep going. In an instant he seemed to decide that leaving the scene was the better option. As he turned to walk away Georgia was almost alongside the pair now. 

The old guy grabbed his shoulder and spun him around angrily. Georgia tried to see the kid’s face but he kept looking down and to the side, making twitchy movements with his head and neck. His hair was long, soaked with rain, and hanging over the sides of his face in wet clumps. Georgia almost gasped with shock when she saw what his clothes looked like. Though he wore a nice, white button-down shirt, black formal pants, and black formal shoes, his appearance was the opposite of someone that usually dressed that way.

 The shirt was out of the pants, top buttons missing, and it had tears all over the chest and arms. The pants were dirty and looked like he’d been running through a bush; clumps of dirt and remnants of wet foliage still clinging to the bottoms. The shoes were scuffed and muddy, stubborn bits of damp earth still stuck to the sides. His face was streaked with a brownish grime that was washing out but still visible at it streaked down his chin. 

The shirt was stained with mud and the same brownish substance. As the rain stuck his shirt to his chest, Georgia couldn’t help but notice that he was toned, his muscular frame visible beneath it. His eyes were dark brown and darted around like he wasn’t completely lucid. His breathing was heavy and held a feral quality—almost sounding like deep, hulking grunts instead. As he spun around to face the man, they both finally got a better look at the kid’s face. Georgia was right next to them now, panic rising within her. The man who had seemed so assured and full of anger a moment ago suddenly seemed to back down. There was something about the kid’s eyes that was scary. Georgia felt its ferocity, even though its gaze wasn’t directed at her. 

The man stumbled back, his confidence suddenly abandoning him as he was stared down by a kid half his age. The kid was tall and lean but it was his scruffy, torn clothes, wild hair, blazing stare, and huffing breaths that shut the man up. Seemingly losing his voice with fear, the man just involuntarily took two steps back. The wind and rain howled around them, the kid’s hair blowing about wildly with it as he snarled at the man. Seeming to come to his senses, the man suddenly put both his hands in a white flag pose, wrapped his overcoat tighter around himself, and walked away as fast as he could. Georgia had stopped now, transfixed by the scene.  

That’s not true.

The thought hit her like a steam train. She was transfixed by the kid. She knew it now that she could see him straight on. He shook his head like a dog, some normalcy returning to his eyes as he seemed to notice Georgia for the first time. The intensity of his gaze held her in place. He looked her up and down for an instant and then spoke for the first time.  

His words were cold, his voice deep, and throaty as he said, 

“What are you looking at?”  

Georgia’s lips parted to speak but no words came out. She fumbled in her mind and tried to speak but before anything could come out, the boy turned and walked away in the opposite direction. She watched him for a while. His movements seemed almost pained as he lumbered away in the rain. Georgia was entranced for a moment.

 She couldn’t figure out what could have happened to him. Where did he come from? What happened to him? Where was he going? The questions peppered her mind. At first she thought he must clearly be on something; no could seem that trashed and still be sober. She turned and carried on her way to school, trying to get him out of her head. Somehow she sensed there was something else to his story. Whatever it was, Georgia was both afraid of him, and on some level, disgusted by him. Beyond these, some uncharted feeling caused something else to stir within her. As much as she hated to admit it, she was inexplicably and intensely attracted to him too.

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  • The Dark Ones   Chapter Two: Revelation

    By the time Georgia finally reached the parking lot of Beldon High, she was drenched and shivering. The familiar gray and red entrance came into view as it arched over double-length sliding doors. The clouds ahead cast a morose tone over the day that echoed her mood. The parking lot was full but seemed to lack color today. Even the trees around the lot were dull and lifeless, the sky casting everything below it in a pallid tinge. As she neared the entrance, the usual throng of students was down to a small trickle as most kids were already inside. Joining the line, the chattering group in front of Georgia did nothing to ease her mixed emotions. Their inane conversations were so typical, a bunch of tripe with no substance beyond obsessing over how many likes their latest social media post received, or whatever bandwagon cause they were championing today. They were the reason older people thought of her generation as being nothing but a bunch of whiny weaklings. Georgia sighed inwar

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  • The Dark Ones   Chapter Three: Dejection

    Georgia couldn’t have told a soul what went on around her that day. For the first time in her life she played truant at school. She was physically present through every class but her mind couldn’t have been further away. From class to class, wherever Georgia went, she felt the back of her neck burn. Hayden Ryder always managed to get in before her and sit at the back. Every class she entered, she tried to make eye contact with him as she walked to her seat. Each time she wanted to speak or say something to him, she lost the nerve once it came time to actually let out the words. Frustratingly, he always kept his head down and never once looked up to see her. It might have been easier if he did. He could have spoken first and broken the tension Georgia felt. Homeroom was the worst. Hayden had taken the seat directly behind Georgia. Her eyes were fixed on his face as he passed, as were every girls’ in the class. Some of them even giggled unashamedly and openly catcalled him which Mrs.Jo

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2023-01-08
  • The Dark Ones   Chapter Four: Fantasy

    Georgia was drying her hair. It felt good to finally be clean and warm for the first time that day. The steaming water from the shower felt great. It wasn’t just the heat that was soothing. The cleansing embrace of the water made her feel like she was washing off the anger and frustration from her day too. It had been one of the craziest days of her life at Beldon High, one that left her feeling dejected by its end. Actually it was HIM that left you feeling that way. Try as she might, she could not get Hayden Ryder out of her mind. After toweling off and changing into her favorite warm pajamas, Georgia sat at the edge of her bed as the rain continued to fall outside her window. Replaying the day in her mind, one thing kept jumping out as a highlight. The venom in Hayden’s words when he told her to “stay out of it” felt so unnecessary. She was angry inside as she thought of how contorted his face was when he said it. It was almost like he hated her. The thought that maybe he did j

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  • The Dark Ones   Chapter Five: Surprise

    As Georgia watched the sights of her town flit past the large window, her mind consumed them on autopilot. Grayston could be a dreary place at times and the gray tinge from the dark clouds above made it seem more lifeless today than usual. Her mind was on her dream from the night before. Hayden had featured in it more prominently than she’d ever admit to anyone. No surprise there! Her mind was half annoyed and half confused at its relentless obsession with him. The dream itself added a new layer of mystique to him. It started with her being able to see him. He was beautiful and strong, his skin seeming to glow under a moonlit night, the sinew of his arms and chest a million times more desirable because of it. She kept trying to reach him but he kept pushing her away. Even in his rejections of her, she couldn’t help noticing how strong and forceful his touch was. It excited her somehow. “Let me in,” she kept pleading with him. The more desperate her cries became, the more her consc

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  • The Dark Ones   Chapter Six: Connection

    Georgia could scarcely believe that a few minutes ago she had been on her way home. Now she was sitting in the passenger seat of Hayden’s car still unable to truly comprehend how she’d gotten there. Her mind was ringing with questions. She didn’t remember actually jumping in. Everything felt like a blur after he’d mentioned his own dream. Now she sat there stunned as he floored his car around the suburban streets of Grayston. Despite all her confusion, Georgia couldn’t help but admire the assured manner in which he handled the powerful car. Even at the high speeds that the car was careening around the twisty bends in the road, Georgia felt safe. Her mind was still racing though. She watched him from the corner of her eye, partly engrossed by his muscular frame which was even more impressive now that she sat right next to him, and partly fearful that he hadn’t said a word since she got in. While she was a nervous wreck, Hayden appeared much calmer, and even a little happier now that s

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  • The Dark Ones   Chapter Seven: Fear

    Georgia reached home on a cloud. The short time she spent with Hayden felt like a virtual lifetime to her. He’d dropped her off at the entrance to her road. Georgia knew her neighbors could be nosy at times and didn’t want to have to explain to her parents why she’d been dropped off by a gorgeous young man driving a black sports car. Hayden had been sweet. He’d walked over to her side and let her out. He promised again that they’d talk more soon and she believed him, looking forward to it like a kid waiting for Christmas. She’d felt an overwhelming urge to hug him goodbye but fought it and let him leave with a sigh to herself as he drove away. She knew deep down this wasn’t normal. People didn’t feel this enamored after only knowing someone for two days. Yet, she did. She thought over the last few years of her life, trying to understand what it all meant. Her two previous forays into dating were enough for her to think she didn’t need to have a boyfriend right now. She’d carried on w

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  • The Dark Ones   Chapter Eight: Doubt

    Georgia’s mind was consumed. It was her default setting these days. Ever since Hayden walked into her life, it felt like nothing had ever been the same again. She still shuddered at the sight of the body. It was two days later and she still couldn’t shake the memory of it. She’d seen a dead body before. When she was fourteen her mom and her drove past the scene of an accident. It was gruesome. The driver was slumped over at the wheel, blood congealing down his head and neck, the dashboard pushed back into him, crushing his body. It had stuck with her for a while but eventually, she’d forgotten all about it. This was different. This lingered with her. The local radio station update bringing it all to the fore again. “Authorities are still searching for the perpetrator behind this horrific act. While early indications are that the victim’s wounds are consistent with an animal attack, police haven’t ruled out the possibility of this being a murder. Whatever’s behind the death of Claudin

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  • The Dark Ones   Chapter Nine:

    Nothing about Georgia Pearce’s world made any sense from the moment Hayden Ryder stepped into it. All the mystery, fear, and desire she’d experienced since meeting him had reached a crescendo with his latest bombshell. Georgia stared at him incredulously for a moment, scarcely able to comprehend what he was saying. “What do you mean you know who killed her? Who is it? How do you know?” The questions streamed out of her in a flurry. Her mind felt almost unhinged. This was all so sudden and crazy—just a few days ago her life was ordinary and boring, and now she was having a conversation about a murderer. Hayden looked conflicted. The expression he wore was a pained one that seemed to silently communicate an inner-struggle. He took an eternity to answer and Georgia was about to yell at him again when he finally spoke. “You…wouldn’t believe me even if I told you.” “I don’t know what I believe anymore since meeting you, so try me.”Hayden sighed heavily and buried his head in his han

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  • The Dark Ones   Chapter Twenty: United

    Georgia stood with her head down as she stared at the coffin in front of her while the Priest addressed the mourners. A single tear rolled down her cheek. So many of her childhood memories of Abbi came flitting back to her mind now. She felt guilty about how tainted they used to seem. Between her parents, extended family, and the doctors always telling her that Abbi was crazy, she used to look back on their time together with a level of discomfort. It always felt like her Abbi was lost and nothing she had ever said to her was worth remembering. She knew that Abbi loved and favored her more than her cousins. That part was always obvious. She could still picture the huge smile that would spread on her face whenever Angela took her to visit Abbi as a child. “ven aquí mi niña,” she would say, holding out her arms widely to embrace her. “Come here my little girl,” it meant. The words rang through her mind now and made her tears fall faster. Hayden was beside her and put his arm arou

  • The Dark Ones   Chapter Nineteen: Uncertainty

    Once home again, despite all the fear raking through her mind, Georgia fell into a deep sleep that night. She thought of Abbi. Since their visit, she’d been able to sense her even though they were too far away to communicate. All she could sense was her overall energy and mood. Before falling asleep, the last thing she felt was that Abbi was anxious. She could also tell she wasn’t doing well. Her energy was more distant than ever and it felt like a signal that kept growing weaker. Georgia instinctively knew what this meant. She didn’t have much time left. Knowing how close to the end she was and how much she was suffering, Georgia couldn’t understand why she desperately clung on. She could sense that Abbi was refusing to let go for a reason. She just didn’t know what it was. When the morning arrived, Georgia’s mood was morose. She showered and changed, taking a lot more interest in herself during these activities than she normally would. It was an unnerving feeling knowing this could

  • The Dark Ones   Chapter Eighteen: Bitter-Sweet

    As Georgia lay in bed that night, the full weight of the last two weeks came crashing down on her. Since meeting Hayden, discovering their connection, and falling in love with him, their world together had dominated everything else. Nothing was normal anymore. So much had happened since meeting him, it felt like months had passed instead of just two weeks. The events of earlier that day played in her mind. Remnants of Hayden’s deep pain and remorse still churned in her brain. She felt it all and now knew why he was such a tortured soul. Seeing Claudine Grimsby’s mutilated body had been so difficult for her to deal with but it was nothing compared to Hayden’s agony when he discovered his parents. They were almost unrecognizable. To have seen that and then had to live with the knowledge that he’d done it was unimaginably difficult. She felt for him. He kept blaming himself. Later he blamed the wolf and separated himself from its actions as a kind of defense mechanism. It was a lot to

  • The Dark Ones   Chapter Seventeen: Remorse

    The drive home was subdued. There seemed to be a silent understanding between them. The quietness acted like a reminder that their entire future together was now predicated on surviving a fight to the death that neither knew if they were ready for. It got to Georgia after a while and she tried to ease the underlying tension. She searched Hayden’s mind. Despite his promises to Abbi, he still kept most of it tightly closed. She searched for a way to calm his mind. She played around with the music, selecting love songs at first. Since they were facing an uncertain future as lovers, these only made the mood more depressing so she switched to more upbeat tracks. These made her feel better at least so she decided to speak first. “I feel terrible for Abbi. To think, all those years we just treated her like a crazy person.”He agreed and then opened up a little. “It must have been horrible keeping all that inside for so long. It’s a very lonely existence to bear. Before you came along, I ex

  • The Dark Ones   Chapter Sixteen: Understanding

    It was a crazy thing to be in love after just one week. Despite the strangeness of theirs, Georgia knew it was real—more real than any other love story she’d ever known. It wasn’t just words, they truly meant it. She was left rattled but still happy. The pain and fear of knowing Hayden contemplated leaving her was difficult to deal with. She reminded herself that he wanted to leave but didn’t. Instead, when so many surrounding circumstances made him want to walk away, he still chose her and chose to stay.There was no existence without him. It was a scary feeling. Being so dependent on another person wasn’t healthy but whatever binding force drove them to each other seemed to only have one setting—permanent and irrevocable. She watched him now. He’d shown up on time to fetch her. He also opened the car door for her, held her hand tightly throughout the day, and kissed her without abandon in the hallway that morning. He even smiled more, was clean shaven, and sincerely cheerful. It was

  • The Dark Ones   Chapter Fifteen: Loved

    The rest of the weekend passed by in a depressing blur. Georgia spent the remainder of Saturday night desperately trying to connect to Hayden. She sensed the anger and rage in him as he drove away that night. She managed to keep it bay during the fight but knew as he left that it wouldn’t stay that way. Just as she was getting better at tapping into his mind, he was getting better at blocking her from it. He shut her out completely after that and she was forced to spend the entire night wondering if he was safe. Sleep evaded her completely until eventually, she heard the birds chirping and saw lines of sunlight creeping in through cracks in her curtains. That morning was a drag. She got through it on autopilot, a painful migraine shadowing her every move, and making her feel like the walking dead. Her parents were oblivious. Her mom kept going on about how great Hayden was. It irritated her since she was annoyed with him but played along to not arouse her parents’ suspicions that thi

  • The Dark Ones   Chapter Fourteen: Hopeless

    Hayden stared blankly at Georgia for a moment. A huge smile spread on her face. “The answers to all of this have been right in front of me,” she said.“Um….okay. What am I missing here?” he asked.It just hit me now when you mentioned Mexico and Chiapas. I couldn’t figure out where I’d heard that name before. So I’m guessing you didn’t realize that I’m part Mexican?”Hayden looked surprised. He raised his eyebrows, seeming a little confused too. “Part Mexican? Which part? You look pretty white to me?”Georgia chuckled. It was a part of her heritage that no one really knew about aside from her family. “Yeah, unfortunately I only inherited the pasty side of my family’s gene pool. My grandmother on my mother’s side is Mexican though. She was brought to the States by my grandfather. He was a researcher and met her while on an expedition in Southern Mexico in the sixties. The story’s a bit shocking actually.”Hayden was engaged now and fully interested in seeing where this was all going

  • The Dark Ones   Chapter Thirteen: Hope

    Georgia’s life had devolved into a circus show. Her parents on one end, worrying for her safety since news of the second victim broke, but oblivious to the fact that she had more knowledge of it all than the police probably did. Her relationship with Hayden was the definition of ‘it’s complicated’. She still had her senior year to contend with at school. Wherever and whatever this other shifter was, he could find and kill Hayden at any time. If she happened to be with him at the time of an attack, her life would be in danger too. In the middle of all this, she still didn’t fully understand her psychic powers, the link to his mind, and what it all really meant. At times she felt like it was guiding her. What if it was simply guiding her to her own doom? What if her connection to Hayden put her parents, or Lisa, or Benny, her teachers, or other students at risk? These kinds of questions peppered her mind endlessly. Her instincts told her they couldn’t avoid the killer forever. Running

  • The Dark Ones   Chapter Twelve: Pleasure

    Georgia’s heart was still singing odes of joy when she pulled up to her house. Hayden had taken her halfway and Lisa had picked her up outside their favorite coffee spot to drive her home from there. When he hugged her goodbye before escorting her to the other car, Lisa was practically giddy with excitement. The short ride home was punctuated by her boisterous chatter and endless questions. “Oh my God, I knew it! I’m so happy for you. I knew he liked you. This is so awesome. Tell me everything. What’s he really like? Where’s he from? Did you kiss him yet?” Georgia spent most of the trip trying to diplomatically answer as many questions as she could. She didn’t want to completely shut her best friend out, especially since Lisa was inconveniencing herself just so Georgia could spend time with Hayden. She gave answers like, “We just like each other for now. Things are still early. I don’t know where this is all going yet.”This helped her avoid needing to get into too much detail but

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