Something In The Dark

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: PleiadomeBooks

I see darkness.

There was something in the dark. I wasn’t not really sure what it was, but it felt like it could consume me. It was a darkness darker than darkness. It felt like I disappear in it. Like I would be gone forever if it ever got me. I could only see in the dark.

My name? It is Taylor. I’m a male standing about 6ft, and I have big brown eyes with dirty blonde hair. My girlfriend listened on about my ramblings of this darkness, not saying anything. She noticed at night that I would go outside for a quick breath of fresh air, and would come back in scared out of my mind. After those incidents, I would talk nonsense, looking at the ground, not seeming to stare at anything. This scared her. I didn’t want to scare her. I loved her. She was the most beautiful girl in the world to me. Her name was Genevieve. She was my world.

She looked at me one night, looking at me with the look of sympathy.

She said, “Please go get some help,” in the sweetest voice.

I shook my head. “I’m not crazy.”

“I never said you were crazy, Taylor,” she said.

“I don’t care. I won’t have it,” I said, sure nothing could change my mind. How could she ask that of me? Did she not love me, and trust me that this was real?

She looked at me worriedly, and took my hand. “I just want to help you.”

I pushed her away, and rolled over. I knew I shouldn’t have been so harsh, but I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.

I understood why she worried, but she had to realize that that was asking to much of me. Everybody would think I was crazy. I couldn’t have that.

I went to sleep in fear, hoping that nothing would haunt my dreams.




I awoke the next morning in a fit of rage. In my dream, Genevieve cheated on me with whatever was in the darkness. She couldn’t understand what I was so upset about until I calmed down and told her. She reassured me that it was just a dream. She played with my hair, and calmed me down with her sweet voice.

“I love you,” I told her.

She smiled. “I love you too.”

We shared a kiss, and then I had to go to work. I had a decent day at work. I was a fry cook at a fast food joint. So unhealthy. I was studying at a local college. I received a scholarship because I did so good in school. I could have been valedictorian if I put my mind to it. I’m smart. I like to study. Studying was one of my most passionate hobbies. It’s the most amazing thing. I could never study enough. Knowledge was power. In my eyes, it would always be power. I loved astronomy, and how the distances of the objects in the galaxy could be so far away. It’s enormous out there.

I studied astronomy in college. It was what I was most passionate about, so I stuck to it.

I got on my computer after work, and began studying for exams. It was nearly the final test. Genevieve was out somewhere, and I took advantage of being alone.

As I studied, I thought about something hardcore. What would I do if the darkness got me?

The thoughts lingered in my head as it made me not able to concentrate. I was becoming frustrated.

“Fuck,” I said. I really wanted to study. I decided to take a few minutes to go sit outside, have a beer, and enjoy nature. It was beautiful. Warm, not too hot, and I just felt content. One beer turned into 5 as I was beginning to get a buzz. I laid back, and closed my eyes. Nervousness seized over me, and I felt so uneasy and uncomfortable. I looked around me, anxiety was a huge issue for me. Thank God I was alone. I didn’t think I could handle being around anyone at the moment. Not even my sweet Genevieve.

I walked into the house, feeling my vision blur. I couldn’t help but to go inside and cover up with the blanket in mine and Genevieve’s room. I pulled the covers over my face and sobbed. What would Genevieve say? She would urge me to go seek help or not drink anymore.

I cried uncontrollable tears, feeling tense, and very, very sad. I was scared.

I laid there until I didn’t feel it anymore, and got up to go wash my face from all the tears I had just cried.

That’s when Genevieve came through the door. I heard her quiet footsteps reach the living room, which was right as you walked in. She went through the kitchen, and to the hallway. Then she saw me in the bathroom.

“Oh, hi, Taylor,” she smiled. “What’s wrong?” She had noticed I had been crying.

I shrugged and said, “I had another outburst.”

Genevieve looked at me with even more worry than before.

“I really wish-”

“I would go get help?” I cut her off. “That’s a no. I just need to stay away from beer.”

She took my hand. “Listen, if you don’t want to go get help, I’ll still be here. We’ll get through this together. I promise.”

“Thank you for understanding.”

We kissed and kissed some more. She wrapped her legs around my waist when I picked her up, and I carried her to the bedroom. I put her down gently onto the bed, and climbed on top of her. I gently had sex with her.

Afterwards, she looked at me, and smiled. “I love you so much,” she said.

“I love you too, Gen.”

We shared a kiss before going to sleep. If I didn’t live with her I’m sure the darkness would have consumed me already.




There was once a time when I was happier, careless, and free. That time was my childhood. There was no darkness. I wasn’t facing the problems that I face now. It was a good time. I cried when I thought about it. Tears of helplessness, but also tears of joy.

I woke up that next morning thinking about it. I felt immense sadness. Genevieve was laying next to me. She was still asleep. I rolled over, away from her, caught up in my own sadness. I tried to elude the feeling, but to no avail. I got up and went to turn on the coffee pot. Fresh coffee in the morning always helped in the past. Well, at least most of the time.

I sat at the table while it was brewing and rubbed my face, unable to wake up. Still, the sadness was consuming me.

“Honey?” I heard Genevieve say tiredly.

“I’m in the kitchen,” I said back to her. I went to greet her with a kiss, which she smiled into it. She looked tired.

“You still look tired, sweetie,” I said.

“Is there coffee?” she asked.

“It’s brewing.” I sat on the bed at her feet. Genevieve was a short girl, but very beautiful.

“Tell it to hurry up,” she laughed.

I chuckled.

I went to go check on it, and it was finished.

“Finished!” I yelled, not too loud, but loud enough. A few moments later, and Genevieve was walking into the kitchen, right as I finished preparing mine.

“Thank you for making coffee,” she said.

“You’re welcome.” We sipped on our coffee. I liked mine black. Gen liked hers with creamer. We generally bought the French Vanilla kind of creamer.

Silence and there were no words. Then she asked, “How are you feeling this morning?”

“I was sad until you came along and brought up my spirits.”

“That’s good. I’m glad I could help.”

I smiled at her. I loved her. More than anything.

I could not describe with words how much I loved Gen. However, I could try. Here we go.

I love Genevieve more than life itself because life is painful and full of suffering. With Genevieve there is no suffering. But she is living, so it contradicts itself. But contradiction with her is just beauty. I love her more than my life, and I would do anything to keep her safe. Even if it was to end my own life. She was there from the beginning, and she would be there till the end. I love her like she was my beginning, and if she was my end, I would forgive her, and love her the same. I could never hold a grudge against Genevieve because I love her more than that. She is the light in the darkness that I see almost every night. The darkness that pains me by scaring me, but ever since she’s been here, even though I still see it, it doesn’t scare me.

One day I will marry Genevieve.

One day we will have beautiful children.

One day we will forever be in each others arms.

And one day we will be in our coffins side by side.


That was only a simple description of how much I loved Gen. It was much more deeper than that. There were much more details that I was leaving out.

Genevieve took my virginity back in 9th grade, and stole my first kiss in 2nd grade. She had always been there for me, and she had vowed to never leave my side. She had watched me become mentally ill, but had always hid it because I asked her to. I had never once hit her.

“Love is a beautiful thing,” I said to her.

“It sure is,” she replied, gripping my hand on the kitchen table.

I had off that day, and I planned on taking Gen out on a date.

“Wanna go somewhere today?” I asked her.

“Sure. Where are we going?”

“It’s a surprise,” I smiled at her. I was going to take her to her favourite restaurant, and then we were going to go fishing. She had been talking about how she had wanted to go fishing for quite some time. We just never got around to it.

I went to go shower, and found myself lost in thought. There were a lot of problems I was facing, but Genevieve always brought me out of it. And when she didn’t, she was always there. I knew I could be with her forever. She made me happy that way.

I hoped our love would never end.

When my shower was over, I walked into the bedroom to get dressed. I fumbled in the drawer until I found something to wear. I wore a nice blue top with some black skinny jeans. I smiled as I freshened up in the mirror. Today was going to be special.

Genevieve took a shower after me, and when she looked afterwards, she had a flirty expression on her face.

She said, “Hello, handsome.”

I sheepishly smiled. When she went to go get dressed, I watched her. Her beautiful, slightly toned body left my soul feeling radiant; her beauty made me tremble in desperation. When she was done, she said, it would take a while before she was ready.

I nodded and smiled.

Genevieve left the room, and I was left in wonder.

I wondered about life itself and about our kids that weren’t in this world yet. I wondered if we all actually existed.

I waited patiently for Genevieve to get done; she was taking a while. It didn’t bother me. I was a patient man.

I started getting this eerie feeling as I waited on Genevieve. It wasn’t at first, it just settled its way in.

My face went painfully scared. I got up and peeked through the curtains. There was nothing there, but another house next to ours. I felt extremely paranoid at that point. It felt as if someone was watching me. I sat down on the bed, and tried to calm down.

I needed to calm down.

I put my head in my hands.

I had to be alright today, it was mine and Genevieve’s special day.

“Taylor?” I heard Genevieve’s sweet voice.

I looked up at her. “Yes, sweetie?” I asked.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah, just feeling a little paranoid,” I told her.

“Just try to relax. If you don’t want to go out today, we don’t have to.”

“No, I’m going to. It’s special to me,” I replied. “I’m not gonna let this rule my life like that.”

She smiled. “Good.”

We went out to a pizza joint called Absolute Pizza. It was Genevieve’s favourite pizza joint. It was either that or Gaku’s, but we went out to Gaku’s last time.

I turned off the coffee pot on the way out, and looked back at Gen to see if she was ready. She nodded, and we left in my blue car. I drove to the end of the street, and stopped at a stop sign. When the car that was stopped there told me to go ahead, I went without giving it much mind.

I drove to the restaurant before I noticed that the car that was stopped at the stop sign followed us, but they eventually went on about their way. I didn’t say anything to Genevieve because she didn’t notice.

We got out of the car and walked into the Absolute Pizza.

“You’re so thoughtful,” she said. We were holding hands. I lifted our hands and kissed hers.

We sat down in a booth. Genevieve always preferred them. I looked at her and smiled. We ordered a veggie pizza.

"So how's school?" She asked.

"It's okay. I find it hard to focus nowadays with it, but I will prove that I am smarter than that. I know I can do it."

"You're very clever and I love you," she smiled.

We held hands and I sipped on my water. She sipped on her tea when I did.

I felt the feeling again. Another gut wrenching feeling. I looked around. Everybody was chatting with each other, not noticing my mini freak out. All except Genevieve.

"Taylor," she grabbed my hand and squeezed. "Listen to me, you'll be okay. There's nobody here that's out to get you. It's all in your head."

The seriousness in her voice was unlike her at all. She was usually a sweet individual. It didn't shake the feeling I was getting, however, and I just stared at her.

"Baby, I love you."

We left before we could get our pizza.

"Maybe fishing will clear my thoughts," I forced a smile at her.

"Yeah," she smiled back weakly. Fishing is peaceful. A good way to get my mind off the things that were lurking. I still thought all was this was real.

We went back to the house to grab the fishing poles. I didn't bring them with me because I wanted it to be a surprise. When we got home, it was silent. The silence made my head boil. What if I heard something I didn't want to hear?

I looked at Genevieve and she waited patiently for me. Something wasn't right.

I quickly grabbed the fishing poles out of the garage and the fake bait we had.

My epiphany startled Gen. It contradicted me. I felt my skull about to explode in frustration. But I quickly redeemed myself before it upset her further. It would only make matters worse.

"You ready?" I asked.


"One moment, please."

I went to the bathroom and shut the door. I tried to pull myself together.

"Okay," I whispered. "She's out there waiting on you. You can do this."

I just needed to scream. I stood there for a little bit, trying to regain my strength to confront the world. It was never this bad. I calmed myself down. Something had to give. When I was finished, I confronted Genevieve who was waiting in the living room. She was standing by the fishing equipment.

“Are you sure you’re gonna be okay?” She asked.

“Yeah, once I feel the relaxation of fishing, I’ll be better. There’s nothing better to calm my nerves.”

We left and went to Accretion Park.

Just as we got out, I saw the same vehicle as before. The one that followed us to Absolute Pizza.

They were driving right behind us, and parked on the other side of the parking lot, just sitting there. I watched them as Genevieve and I walked over to a bench by the pond. I watched them with discretion. I watched with the uneasiness that could frighten the most mightiest men. I didn’t know what they wanted with us, but I knew it wasn’t good.

I pointed it out to Gen.

“Don’t look, but that car over there followed us earlier.”

Gen played it off cool, and when she glanced at the car, she looked back at me and sighed.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” She asked. “This is serious.”

“I didn’t want you to worry.”

“Now that you mention it, I did see that car at the stop sign,” she pondered.

“I want to figure out what they want. Should I confront them now?” I asked, suddenly brave.

“I don’t think that’s such a good idea. Let’s just fish and try to avoid it.”

I nodded. “..Okay.”

I couldn’t focus on fishing, I only caught one fish the whole time I fished.

I kept trying to peek at them without seeming suspicious.

“I’m not catching anything,” I said. “Can we move?”

I dwindled my way over to get a better view. The car was still there; however… They were gone!

Genevieve noticed as well.

“Gen!” I whispered.

“I know,” she said.

I looked around frantically for them. They were nowhere to be seen. I growled.

“Not with her here,” I growled lowly.

I pulled Genevieve close to me and kissed her.

“I won’t let them endanger you.”

“Don’t do anything stupid,” she told me. “Let’s just go home.”

I rubbed my face. Today turned out to be a terrible day. It was supposed to be special, and this is how it turned out. I felt really guilty.

“I’m sorry,” I told and embraced her.

“It’s okay, Taylor.” She kissed me.

We walked to the car. I opened the door for her, gently closing it once she swung her feet in. I walked over to the driver’s side, and pressed my hand against the handle. When I was about to open the door, I felt eyes on me. With my hand still on the car door, I looked around. Behind me, I heard leaves rustling in the distance. I quickly turned around to see the two men that were in the car that followed us. They were staring at me, but with the look on their face like they wanted to eat me. Their eyes were black with no whites. I screamed.


Genevieve was out in an instant, with her hands around my face, forcing me to look at her.

“Taylor. Listen to me.”

She looked back to the men and I looked to see that their eyes were now normal.

They were trying to trick her!

They hurriedly walked to their car and left.

“It will be alright. We just need to get out of here.”

I didn’t tell Genevieve what I saw. I didn’t want her to think I was more crazy than I already was. Something was telling me; however, that those strange men, that followed us that day, had something to do with the darkness.

It was my intention to find out who they were.


It was starting to make sense.





I looked everywhere for them on my free time. I was hoping they would follow me again. They were probably scared of me now, and probably wouldn’t be back. I made sure Gen wasn’t around when I looked for them; I tended to go out at night, in search of them.

At first, there was no sign of them. I had just about given up hope. It started consuming me. I spent a vast amount of time trying to dig up any information I could find on them. Then one long night, I found a disturbing, old, news article online. It was of the men that day, and they were in the woods next to a deer.

However, when I read about it, it said one night, while they were in their cabin in the woods, they were both found dead. The cause of death was unknown. It shook me to the bone.

I showed it to Gen.

“There’s something off about this whole situation,” Gen said. I could tell it was making her feel uneasy.

“Gen, I can’t explain it, but I think it’s connected to my schizophrenia.”

She looked at me seriously. “It can’t be. That’s impossible.”
”You would think this would be impossible too, but it’s not. Some things just can’t be explained.”

“Okay, so what next?” She asked.

“I got to go find them.”

She looked at me with a worried look sprawled across her face.

“Maybe that isn’t such a good idea. You don’t even know what they are.”

“But it’s my only chance.”

I shook my head.

She took my hand. “I just don’t want you to fall for a trap.”

I smiled. “This is the closest I’ve ever been to the truth. I just can’t give it up.”

“Then let me go with you,” she said.

“I can’t. I have to go alone.”

“Why?” she asked.

“I would never forgive myself if something happened to you.”

She didn’t look very convinced.

“I want to go,” she simply said.

“You don’t understand how important you are to me, Genevieve. Please, I’m asking you. Please don’t go with me.”

She contemplated for a while before speaking the words, “Just be careful.”

I nodded. “For you I would do anything.”



It said their names were Judas Lefington and Henry Gindale.

I walked out to the end of the road at night. The woods were calling me. I felt adrenaline rush inside of me. The night was dark. I knew the darkness was in those very woods.

“Judas and Henry,” I whispered to myself. “They’re waiting.” I could feel it.

I walked into the woods. The darkness was creeping it’s way around me. The deeper into the woods I went, the deeper the darkness grew. All of a sudden, Henry appeared on the left of me, and Judas appeared on the right.

I took off running deeper into the woods, until I couldn’t run anymore. I had no idea how far I had ran.

I looked back to see that they were following me slowly. But I had ran so fast! Then they suddenly stopped.

“We want to warn you,” one of them said.

I pondered.

“OF WHAT?” I yelled.

“Of…” The voice trailed off, being consumed by the darkness.

I blinked. What did they want to warn me about? At least I was one step closer.

I walked, my feet already hurting from all the cardio I had just did by running. My heart was pounding, I was distressed and scared. However, I was hopeful, and that was more than I could hope for.

I was on my way back walking in the direction I came, when all of a sudden, I was sucked into the darkness.

It’s watching. We have to be discreet,” a raspy voice said quietly.

“What’s watching?!” I shouted, just floating there. The darkness was too much to bare. “Where am I?”

“You’re drifting in time and space. That is what the so called darkness is.”

“You’ve got to be joking me.”

“Oh, but I am not. You wanted to know why you experience such horror. I am here to warn you.”

“Warn me of what?”

“Of her.”

“Who is her?” I asked, possibilities springing in my head.

“Your beloved. Your Genevieve.”

My eyes got wide with tears. “YOU LIE!” I screamed at the top of my lungs.

“Here she comes. You were too loud. Now, you await your doom.”


“Genevieve!!” I screamed. “IF YOU’RE HERE SHOW YOURSELF!”

“I killed Judas and Henry,” I heard her voice, ever so sweet in my ear. I saw her then, right next to me. She had splotches of darkness all around her. The darkness looked like splotches of blood. She wiped some on me.

I snarled in disgust.

“I can manipulate space,” she sang. “Are you proud of me, Mr. Astronomy Major?”

“I LOVED YOU!” I yelled at her.

“AND I DIDN’T LOVE YOU!” she yelled back.

“You were just a victim of mine. I was gonna make the darkness consume your soul, and take everything from you.”

“Even after all these years?” I asked, tears in my eyes.

“...Yes. I can’t feel.”

I suddenly thought about all of the years we had together; growing up with her. All of the smiles. And then I smiled. “I forgive you.”

“What?” she asked, a shocked expression on her face.

“I forgive you, because I will always love you.”

I took her hand, which she pulled away quickly.

“You’re a fool. I’m finishing you off.”

“There’s no need.”

I suddenly found myself jumping out of the darkness, and back onto Earth. I was at home again. Feeling scarred, I quickly walked into the bathroom before she could get there. I knew I hadn’t much more time.

I took a razor and cut a deep wound into my neck. And then I just sawed until it was over and done with.


Genevieve would never see how much pain she had caused me, but I would continue to love her so.

Submitted: January 05, 2020

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