3A/N: I had a writer's block for The Worst Things are the Best Things. Please read and review this!
Darkest Shades of Fear:
"Light thinks it travels faster than anything but it is wrong. No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has always got there first, and is waiting for it."
-Terry Pratchett
The light flickered, shaking my view just a bit. It shook again. Fizzled. Then popped. Fantastic. Here I am, alone in this huge ass house and the lights go off. Does this scream horror flick to anyone else? The darkness of the living room created this very cold atmosphere.
The shriek of the phone ringing made me jump about five feet high. I felt my way from my seat on the couch to the side where the phone was supposed to be sitting on a table. I found it, clicked the ON button and breathed softly.
"Hello?" I asked into the phone.
"Oh good," pause for sigh of relief, "I should be over in a few minutes."
"Aiden? Oh God, please hurry. My lights went out and I'm scared shitless."
He chuckled softly. "Yeah sure, I'm just turning the corner."
"Stay on the phone with me until you get here," I ordered him, making sure that I didn't sound like a floopy ditz.
He laughed softly again. "Alright I'm here."
I sighed and waited by the door until I saw him come up to it. He half smiled, phone in hand and was about to knock but I pulled the door open.
"Holy shit, Ivy!" gasped Aiden. I clicked the phone off and leapt forward to hug him. "Christ you scared me." I laughed a little. "So what happened here," he nodded at the dark living room.
I shrugged. "I was just reading on the couch and the lights flickered off."
"How creepy," he noted, a flicker of amusement in his eyes crossing over.
I lightly punched him. "Duh!"
"Okay here's what you're going to do…" I punched him harder. "OW! Alright! I'll go down to the basement and look for the electric circuit. Just stay up here and go find some flashlights."
I nodded and he proceeded to walk into the darkness, feeling his way for the basement door. His steps were strangely light. He usually walked like he was carrying hundred pound boulders. I wouldn't let him know how fast my heart was beating. But I kept reminding myself that it's just the lights that went off. But why? Pushing those scary thoughts out of my mind, I concentrated on finding the flashlights.
"Hey Ivy?" shouted Aiden from the basement.
"Yeah?" I hollered back.
"I think I found something." A few tinkering noises ensued and I kept my mind on a one track basis. Find those flashlights, find those flashlights. He laughed, just then. How creepy. "Ivy, this is so weird…" he said. "This"-
A few seconds later, the lights sputtered on. I sighed, relieved, and called for Aiden. "Hey thanks," I said as I neared the basement.
Peering into the now lit underground, Aiden was gone. I blinked. Gone? But he was just here! He better not be fucking with me. I'll freaking hurt him. But as I hesitantly stepped into the basement, I learned that Aiden really was gone.
I thumped back up the steps, only to be face to face with Aiden. I gasped.
"How did you do that?" I asked. He gave me a confused look. "I just checked the basement where I swear I heard your voice, and you weren't there. How did you get out so quickly?"
"What are you talking about?" he asked, brow furrowed.
My face relaxed. "You dick head. Don't do that!" I punched him and laughed a little. "You're such an asshole. You know I get scared easily."
"Ivy I don't know what the fuck you're talking about!"
"Hello! You just helped me with my lights. How could you not know what I'm talking about?!"
"Ivy," he slowly drawled out my name, like it was a curse upon mankind. "I just got here."
I shuddered. "No you didn't. You were here for like ten minutes!"
"No," he slowly spoke, as if I were some idiot. "I just got here. I was trying to call you but your phone line was busy so I just started walking over."
I stepped back, almost falling down the stairs. I gripped the aged wooden railing. "That's not funny Aiden."
"I'm not laughing," he seriously responded.
I started panting as I took one last look in the basement, turned the lights off and shut the door.
What the hell was going on?
"Ivy are you alright? You look so pale." Aiden put the back of his hand on my forehead, and then jumped back. "Jesus! You're freezing!"
The next thing I knew, everything was black again. Great. I could hear Aiden shouting my name and saying that he was going to call an ambulance. My head hurt. Why was this happening? What was happening?
A/N: I'll continue depending on how many reviews I get. Read and review! Please and thank you
p.s. I'm really trying to update The Worst Things are the Best Things