DarcyI felt horrible. I couldn't believe that I could do that to someone. That I could hurt him, throw their insecurities in their face. As someone who has had her own fair share of that, I should have known better than to mention that he was cutting himself in a useless argument. No matter what happened, I loved him. More than anything else, I loved him. I had never meant to. I hadn't meant to hurt him that bad, I didn't want to hurt anyone. I was still in shock when Claire came by and pulled me by the hand.“Careful so you don't step on the shards of glass” She warned. “Come on let's get you cleaned up before anything else”.She led me to the bathroom where she gently washed off the rest of the blood that had found its way to my side. “Clean up, I’ll bring your food and then you can get some rest.”“I am not hungry” My voice was shallow and hoarse. I wasn't sure I even recognized it.Claire placed the towel on the sink counter and turned on the faucet. The water was running hot
Rhys“You like her don't you?” My friend’s voice broke through my train of thoughts and for a while, I wanted to pretend that I didn't know who he was talking about. I pretended I didn't know.“What are you going on about Liam? This is not why I came to you” My voice was nonchalant. I didn't want to indulge in any of his nonsense. I told him what Tessa had said about me. I left out the part where she said I was cutting myself. He didn't need to know that.“You know what I am talking about - who I am talking about” He said deadpanned.“Don’t you have better things to do than to stand there and ask me if I like Tessa or not?”He gave me a look that said “I told you so” It was only then I realized how much I had messed up.“I didn't even mention her name and you already know who I am talking about. What a coincidence” he hummed.“You are insane but we were talking about her” My comeback was weak and I knew Liam wouldn't let me go easily.“Am I? We were? That was over an hour ago and I d
DarcyI had to deal with the silent treatment for one week. One week of not seeing him. He left for work really early and returned when he knew I must have gone to bed. It was extremely clear that he was avoiding me and I withdrew seeking solace in my room.Sure that I had lost this new found love and had also lost my son.I though of my son, how close he was to me yet extremely far, I thought of the circumstances around me but nothing seemed able to stop my heart from aching for what could have been. It was probably no one’s fault except mine. I was some sort of bad luck, something that shouldn't exist, but had nonetheless, and now I had to live with it and bear the consequences. Maybe in my past life, I had offended someone I wasn't supposed to and karma was punishing me because of it. Was there no end to it? Would it just continue to be like this forever? I'd rather not think about it.There was a knock on my door and I knew it could only be Claire.When I opened it, she had te
Unknown POVI hated him. He always acted like he was better than everyone else, but he was only just lucky. Yet it didn't stop him from raising his shoulders as if he was perfect. His flaws that were visible as neon lights were easily overlooked and it pissed me off even more.I wanted to tear him down, I wanted to show them his flaws, to show them how ugly he was but man was I wrong. If I thought I was fast, he was faster and if I thought I was smart, he was smarter. I was always second best. I didn't stand a single chance. So I withdrew into my shell and then I began to plan ways I could hurt, and bring him total misery. I didn't want to see him happy.I remember the first time I saw her. I didn't know she was with him and when I eventually did, I remembered how I watched them from afar, that night, it was the first time I was seeing her that close.Red.That was the color of her dress.Red like flames dancing in fire. Like a sea of rubies reflecting the moonlight. Like a firestorm
Vincent I had gone to see him, only because he asked to see me.I wondered what it was all about but currently sitting in front of him, the look in his face was that of anything other than pride, the pride he had whenever he saw Rhys, it wasn't the same for me.“Why did you invite the Hemsworths, you know we don't do business with them” His gruffy voice cut through my thoughts like an ax. I looked up at him, his blue eyes were as sharp and hard as ice shards. “We can't do business with them, not even to help you, you should've known” He said this in a way as if I should have known, I would've been more careful in the future. “Yes,” I replied, my hands fidgeting in my lap as his eyes never once left mine “I'm sorry, I didn't know” I felt like my head was full of clouds that wouldn't lift until I made amends and apologized. He stared at me some more, I could feel myself growing hot under those piercing eyes.Maybe if I could impress him, he would look at me differently.“Grandfather,
RhysIt couldn’t be! He couldn’t die.I had been on my way home when I had received the call that he was at the hospital. It didn’t make any sense. I had seen him the previous night and he looked just fine – his breathing was steady…Regardless I raced down to the hospital, a feeling of dread in the pit of my stomach. I wasn’t sure who I was more worried about: Jude Madigan or myself, the way I raced was even crazier.When I got there and I saw Vincent looking down at me, my heart leapt into my throat, but then I felt foolish for being so nervous, it could only have been that he was asleep or something.“Where is he?” I asked the men in front of me, Vincent and two of grandfather's drivers.“He fell…” Vincent began but I looked past him, that wasn't what I wanted to hear.“But where is he?” My voice was quiet but I knew it must sound hysterical. “I need to see him. Please.” One of the drivers pointed to a room and when I went in, Jude Madigan, my grandfather laid still, unmoving. His
Darcy Rhys' body shook violently as he clung unto me, sobbing against my chest. “No, no… no…” I could feel him shivering against me and knew that there was only a matter of time before the sobs turned to gasping. He was trying to hold it in, but he couldn't. Not with what had happened.I held him closely as if he would disappear into thin air. My hands shook just like he did. The whole world around us seemed to be spinning out of control because I was afraid I was going to fall over myself. I didn't know what to do. This hadn't been what I thought was going to happen. It was different seeing him like this, a side I didn't know he had and my heart broke for him over again as I let him cry regardless of the pain. I wanted to hug him close to make him feel safe. That I wasn't going anywhere or going away. And I needed him to feel safe. After a while, he just stopped, went silent and finally took deep shuddering breaths. His body was shaking now less than it had been, but still there w
Rhys“Go back to your room” I told her after she followed me all-day and was currently standing in front of me.She looked like she was about to protest but stopped herself and instead went for another tactic to get what she wanted. “I know you have a lot going on right now, can we at least let me be there for you?” she asked softly. She stood there looking like a kicked puppy and it hurt my heart to see that expression on her beautiful face. “I won’t say a word, you wouldn't notice I am there at all.” She pleaded with her eyes which were wide open and innocent. But I didn't need any of that, not even her presence. I wanted to be alone and the only person who could help me with that was myself. She seemed to read into my mind though because before I could tell her no she said, “Please, you'll hate me forever if I don’t try to help you. Please, just give me this one thing for a change? Please?”God damn it! I thought I was losing my mind already with all these new problems popping
Darcy“Did you find anyone?” It was Vincent’s voice and I remained put.“Not yet”Cory replied.“Let’s leave before that nurse or someone else returns”, he said and she did as told without a word passing between them. I remained hidden for what seemed like forever. My feet itched to walk in the open and my hands itched to run over the surface of the door. However, I did not have the courage to do so. I would rather be safe than sorry. When I finally stepped out of my supposed sanctuary of safety and into the open air I nearly collapsed from exhaustion. I made it back to Rhys who looked at me strangely.“Where have you been? And why do you look like you have seen a ghost?” He asked, and there was an undertone of concern.I couldn't tell him, not now.“Whatever happened between you and the gorgeous blonde?” I blurted out trying to change the subject. What was I thinking? This wasn't the right time but Rhy’s eyebrows rose at that question and I felt a wave of relief rush over me. I ha
Darcy We stayed far away from them and they did the same. I and Rhys against Vincent and Cora.You could be wondering why but it was as if each party was greatly repulsed by the other. The only thing they both wanted was to get on with their lives. And even so there was an invisible barrier that separated us from each other. That barrier would eventually break one way or another. Vincent and Rhys were always on opposing sides of a battle. The woman whom I later found out as Mrs Stark came over to the hallway of the hospital and she looked tired.She had eye bags so dark that they matched her hair color. She didn’t look too good at all. There were dark circles under her eyes and you could see wrinkles forming around her mouth. But then, she didn’t seem like the kind of person who would show signs of weariness. She was very elegant despite having such a tired face.She smiled kindly at Rhys and I, and she also did the same to Cory and Vincent.“Any update on who could have done that
Vincent I saw Darcy, she looked more beautiful than I could remember. Her golden skins shone under the moonlight like they were made of crystal. Her golden blonde curls framed her face. A smile was on her soft pink lips as she stood there waiting for whoever.I couldn't believe my eyes, it felt surreal that she had just been there all this while I searched for her everywhere, looking for her everywhere but nowhere in particular. She was just standing there when she had been there for years before, a few months after I lost hope to ever find her. It was almost like déjà vu again, but this time it wasn't so bad. “Darcy?” I called out, I needed to be sure that it was really her, “Darcy?!” This time it came out louder as if it would somehow give me permission to run and hold her in my arms forever.She turned around and smiled at me. I ran to her, I couldn't stop myself now even if I tried, my body just seemed to move on its own. As we embraced, I noticed how warm she felt against me. I
Vincent“Kill him,” I said into my phone.That bastard had refused to tell us where the will was , or who the next heir was. We didn’t have a clue whether there was any will at all. At least that was what my men said.I didn't see any need for him to be alive , either. It wasn’t like we were going to miss him in the end anyway, right? He was a foolish man. He could have easily decided to take the money I offered him instead of holding on to his integrity , but no. He just had to go and get himself killed. What kind of idiot does that? “Take care of it now,” I told my lead man “we don’t have time for this shit.” And I hung up before moving to Cory’s room.When Cory opened the door and saw me holding flowers, she gave me a skeptical look that was almost as good as one of the many ones I had given her in the past and given myself on my way over here. Almost.“Why are you standing outside my door and why do you have the bouquet of daisies with you?” Cory asked suspiciously. After I messed
Rhys“Rhys, Rhys please listen to me. I just want to talk to you”“Damn it! What are you doing here? This has to stop. This place is not for you, you are not welcome here” I told her trying to understand how she managed to sneak into this place. It was becoming a repetition of the same thing and I didn't find it funny.“I knew I would find you here…” she started but as soon as she saw my expression she knew she had made a mistake, “No, I didn't mean that, not like that...this was our... and Rhys...”“Stop! Just stop” I pleaded not wanting to hear her words, knowing there was no changing her mind. She needed to leave now or else I wouldn't hesitate to take her out of here. Not again. Never again. I would never be part of some crazy plan she decided to make me, never again. She was always up to some sort of bullshit. “Just go. Go back to wherever you came from and leave me alone” my voice was filled with hatred, anger and a little sadness mixed in it.There was an awkward silence betwe
DarcyRhys and I finally left after I gave him a blowjob. I wouldn't lie, I had grown addicted and it was scaring me. I know I needed to stop yet I didn't know how to. I was lost in my desires. Caught between passion and reality.“Are you okay?” I cringed at how my voice sounded, it was laced with concern and I didn't know if I meant it or not. As I stood in that park with Rhys, it was like looking at an open book that was not open. He had so much going on. He held a sort of rawness that made me want to hold him and never let him go.Right now, I could see that something was off with him. It was obvious in his energy and I didn't know what to make about it. It felt like the first time he had locked himself up over again only that this time he was standing in front of me. It had to be grief. I knew it to do things that it is not supposed to do to you. To rob you of your sanity and your sleep. To remind you that you've failed.“Yeah, why?” I couldn't help but notice that his voice see
Rhys I went back to her room that evening and it took a miracle for me to keep my eyes from roaming around the flimsy excuse of a nightgown she had on.“Uhm, do you want to go out?” I cleared my throat, trying to not let any of my thoughts slip out too much and make her think I lacked self-control.“Go where?” she asked, staring off at nothing in particular, absentmindedly.“The... Anywhere” She looked like some kind of enchantress and I lacked words to describe her. I felt something deep within myself stir at the thought of just how beautiful she was. Even her skin seemed softer than most people in the world; her lips were full and slightly puffy, and her nose scrunched up when she spoke.She stood up and moved close to me, her smell filled my nose and I wanted nothing than to rip that dress off right then and there and fuck her until she cried out my name. Her smile was so radiant, even though I knew she was hiding something behind it, I couldn't help but return the one I gave he
RhysI hated the hospital, it was a reminder of what I had lost, a reminder of what this place had taken from me . I hated the white walls that made up so many rooms, and the smell of bleach that would hang in the air, and I hated the sadness the atmosphere instilled in everyone who stayed there. It was like a funeral or memorial for all those who died in it, it was cold and empty and lonely. It was an institution designed to give people hope. Hope for things they could never truly achieve. Hopefulness. Optimism. A belief that things might get better and most times it never really did but I still found comfort in its false optimism. The fake optimism. Because at least in the fake hope, no one ever gave you up. As I parked in the parking lot of the hospital, I made my way inside, calling Mrs Stark.Immediately she saw, she broke into tears and held her in my arms as she clutched onto me weeping into my shoulder.After a while, she pulled away, clearing her throat as she wiped
Rhys After I left the graveyard, I went back to work. It was the last place I wanted to be. Work was the last place I wanted to be but something had happened and my attention was needed.While at the office, I was so deep in thought that I didn't notice her walk in. “Something is bothering you, would you like to talk about it now?” Her annoying voice echoed through my office and I rolled over in my chair so she wouldn't see me glaring at my computer screen. Who let her in?“Hey, it's your turn now anyway!” She said while poking my arm with her pen, making me glare harder even though it was pointless since she couldn't see me. “You're being weird. Aren't you happy to see me? Is something wrong?”“What do you want?” I snapped and turned off the monitor just to avoid her prying.She sighed dramatically. “Fine. If you don't tell me what's going on…then suit yourself”“You may leave now,” I told her yet I didn't hear the sounds of her walking away or anything. She must still be there,