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
VincentCory was furious, her body shook with so much anger as she paced back and forth in the waiting room we currently were in. She had just returned from confronting Tessa and I could tell it didn't end well.The nurses had cleaned up my face but I knew it was still in a bad shape and my body ached terribly.“How could you let him do this to you? I married a grown-ass man not a coward Vincent! Fight Rhys back, you can't be his punching bag anymore! You're going to be a damn hero and fight your own battles!” she ranted, running her hands through my hair in frustration.“I fought him back” I added as if it would change anything.“Yet he doesn't look as terrible as you do right now” she commented, looking at me skeptically as if I had been hit by lightning myself. “No offense, but you seem like you got run over by a truck.”I didn't bother to answer her, she had a point.“Look honey, I am just saying that Rhys needs to be dealt with, especially now that Jude Madigan is dead” she said
Darcy Jude Madigan was buried on a cold Saturday.It rained the next day, a heavy downpour that would have been nice to escape in, but only made it harder for anyone who decided to walk outside to get home safe. That, and all of the umbrellas had broken within a half hour of opening. No one had bothered to replace them because it was not really necessary.Rhys stood far, mostly watching as if he was not a part of the family. He wore dark shades to conceal the eye bags and dark circle under his eyes from lack of sleep. It seemed like it did not do any good; the bags remained even though they were no longer black, and his complexion did not look much better either. They looked like two shadows against the rain. His bruised knuckles were wrapped in a bandage, though he didn’t seem to mind the pain. He just watched.All through it, I watched Rhys. He was broken, badly broken and yet he acted so tough. He would not cry. The grief was too great. If there was something I could do, anyt
DarcyWhen we got back, Rhys left me and retreated back to his room, leaving me standing in the hallway in my once-drenched dress that was now dry. He didn't go back to Jude Madigan’s estate where the rest of the guests had returned. I knew it was because he could not stand being around the same environment as Vincent and he didn't want to accept the reason why all those people were gathered there.I let him be and retreated to my room where I broke down in tears.I cried untill my body became numb, until there was nothing but aching sorrow inside me that was too painful to feel anything else. I wasn't crying for Jude Madigan, no. I was crying for my son because each time, Cory showed me that she had him to herself and there was nothing I could do, each time she proved that I was a sore loser in their games. I felt like the biggest loser ever in life. Like, how pathetic was it that you couldn't save your own son? That you can’t even protect him from someone who has no a right to have
Darcy “Kiss me” He begged in a whisper that sounded so silently, his eyes full of yearning. He reached to hold both my shoulders. His eyes locked with mine as I stared into them deeply searching for any hint of hesitation. I didn't find any. My heart beat frantically, my chest constricted. He was so close. So incredibly close.I could feel the heat radiating off of him from beneath his clothes and from his touch against my skin. I could almost feel his soft lips on mine, taste the saltiness of his tears. The desire to close that distance was overwhelming me and it felt so natural. It felt as if it was always meant to be. I wanted it.I closed the little distance left between our lips and I kissed him. My fingers tangled into his thick hair and I pressed myself closer to him. I wanted to savor all of him. Every bit of him. From his warm breath hitting my face and his sweet smelling cologne surrounding me. I needed more. More of his smell.His arms slid around my waist pulling me flush
DarcyAs soon as I felt him fill me I sucked hungrily onto his cock, taking all of his length, his head, his thickness. I could feel his whole body shake violently at my ministrations. Then it all went still. He released his content in my mouth and I took all of it panting heavily. His hand found mine and intertwined it with his.“Thank you” he whispered. His breath tickled my earI turned my head towards him so our noses were touching.“You are welcome” I whispered back before leaning up and placing a kiss upon his lips.Maybe he could taste himself there after all.He lifted me up from where I still was in front of him and placed me gently down on the edge of the bed. My back rested upon the mattress, he climbed on top of me straddling my lap. His fingers brushed against my cheek lovingly causing warmth to radiate throughout my entire body as he looked deeply into my eyes and smiled."God, you are beautiful," He said with awe evident in his tone of voice.I smiled shyly "I'm glad y
Vincent “I wasn't expecting to see you, I just came back from my trip and I promised to reach out to you and your brother next week” He was sitting across the table from me in his house.Cory was right.“Well, it's a good thing I came to you, isn't it?” I asked while taking a sip of the wine in front of me.The man, Mr Stark, who was Jude Madigan’s lawyer and who was also in his late fifties, looked at me with curiosity in his dark brown eyes. His hair was greying and there were creases that made him look less like an intimidating businessman and more like someone whose life was more lived than most people’s.“It is. So why are you here?” he asked, putting down his fork. “Is everything okay?”I put down my glass of wine as well and took a deep breath before I answered “Yeah. Yeah. Everything's fine.”We stayed silent for about fifteen seconds after my statement until Mr Stark decided to break it: “And you're sure? You're absolutely certain that you’re okay?”I nodded.“Good”“Well y
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,