DarcyThere was no sign of Rhys when I woke up the next day. My whole body felt like it was weighed down with lead weights. My eyelids were heavy and my joints stiff. It took me a while to get out of bed. And I had no idea when he even left.“Good morning Ma” A voice startled me when I made it into the kitchen.“Morning?” I was confused. It was the same elderly lady I had been seeing around the house. She looked uncomfortable with my presence, like there was something she wanted to say but couldn't.“Do you want to say something?” I asked when I noticed how she seemed lost in thought.Her face lit up then and her features softened. “Oh no I didn't mean to bother you... Just that I'm at your services and you are not supposed to be in the kitchen, I can make whatever you want” She said.Her gaze lowered to the counter top. Her cheeks colored slightly and her hands began wringing in front of her.I smiled at her kindly. “Making a cup of coffee wouldn't hurt me and it wouldn't hurt you ei
Rhys“You can't go in there Sir, he is busy” I heard my secretary protest outside my office and I knew for a fact that I wasn't expecting anyone. I also told her not to let anyone in.Why the door slammed open, Vincent stood glaring at me.“I am sorry sir, I tried to stop him” My secretary, a tall blonde woman with a pretty face apologized, she didn't look sorry at all. She looked angry and annoyed. he must have stressed her. That's usually my reaction to people interrupting my work. “That's okay Vanessa, leave us” She nodded patiently before leaving but not without giving me an apologetic glance as well,Once the door closed behind her I raised an eyebrow. “What are you doing here Vincent,” I asked him.He ignored my question. And I focused on the screen of my computer. If he wasn't going to say anything, he could just stand there and glare at me. I'd rather that than the alternative. I couldn't be bothered with that right now anyway. My mind was too preoccupied with another matte
RhysI kept pacing back and forth in the hallway of the hospital. Grandfather had been in there for too long.Vicent had an eye that was now purple and I could taste blood on the side of my lips but that was nothing compared to what Grandfather's fate was currently sporting. “What did you do my husband? What did you do?” Cory came running towards me as soon as she saw me. But Vincent held her back but that didn't stop her from yelling even at me, despite the stares she was getting, she kept shouting.“You asshole! You are insane you stupid fuck! What did you do?” Her fists were balled and all I could do was stare at her. I was never one to fight with a woman. “You are bad luck, haven't you noticed how everything you touch ends in ruins? You are a greedy asshole” She continued yelling and the anger in me kept growing unapologetically. What did she know about being greedy? I was a lot of things but greedy wasn't one of them.Somehow she managed to slip through Vincent’s grip and charge
RhysThe first time I was called a bastard was when I was five. I didn't know what it meant but I had one of the kids say it to me and I thought it was funny. I laughed a lot. I used to love to laugh so much. I used to have lots of friends. I used to love playing with them. When I turned seven, the kids in the neighbourhood had begun to avoid me, and when I asked me, he told me his mom said I was a “bastard”. It was the first time I realized that bastard wasn't a good word.I had gone home that day to ask my mom what it meant and she just shrugged. “I don't know honey. That's how they talk now, you can’t change it.” She always tried to be comforting because I was her baby boy. But I knew after that day and I began to ask her for my father. One day I came back crying and she knew it had gotten out of hand and the next day we were driving to the next town with bigger buildings.“I don't know her or the child she is with, she's a liar!” The man who I later found out to be my Father yell
DarcyRhys was not home and I couldn't exactly tell what the update was with his grandfather.He had been acting very off and I could recognize the smell of guilt that oozed from him. I didn't care, he wasn't exactly my problem, and the little time I tried to be empathetic, he acted as though I were the problem. My presence was annoying, it just didn't fit in here with his so I let him be.I stared at myself in the mirror and even though everyone thought of how perfect my face was, I could still see traces of my old self. Not all things change, but some do. Like the way I could feel pain somewhere inside me every time I looked into those big eyes, I could see myself staring back at them. My real self, the old one everyone hated.I went for a run because I needed one to come up with the next plan. The whole thing with Jude Madigan had slowed down what was supposed to happen next. On my way back from running, it was around evening around 7 pm and as I ran through the street of estate
Darcy“Be ready before I get back”“Why are we going out just to eat?” Since the previous incident, I was really sure that something was off. I needed to figure out what it was.“Public appearances, Tessa. We need to keep up with that and make it look real”, he explained in the most convincing voice I've ever heard. “Okay... so where is this place again?” “It's a fancy restaurant I went to a few weeks ago, you'll like it”, he smirked slightly.I nodded.When it was time, I took out a navy blue dress I had never worn even though Rhys had already gotten me a dress, I wanted to feel comfortable in what I owned instead of the other way around.It had long sleeves and hugged my body perfectly, I then paired it with nude color heels, which were perfect for walking. I put some earrings in and left my hair down, it always suited my style. Then, I headed out of the door.Rhys stared at me when I walked towards him and I thought something was wrong. He nodded at me and opened the car door for m
RhysShe was a strange woman and I noticed how often she would avert her gaze and how careful she was being. It felt as though the woman in front of me had two personalities fighting to be the one who spoke first because every once in a while they would fight for dominance over each other.I still could not tell how she managed to convince me, maybe it was because I wanted to win Vincent so bad, I wanted to prove to him like one of those numerous times that he was no match for me.I watched the blush spread against her cheeks and how she struggled to hide it with her hair. She looked beautiful, like a porcelain doll, delicate and pale but there was something about her that gave her an unsettling aura. I wondered why she seemed so familiar to me. When she finally looked up, there was a sudden urge to tug the hair that covered each side of her face behind her cheeks and I felt disgusted at myself when my hands clenched into tight fists and the desire to do just that burned inside of me.
Darcy As I hurried into the restroom, my grip on my phone was even tighter as my heart raced.Truly I was not delusional, someone was stalking me and it had to be whoever was wearing that hoodie.The unknown number had texted me a picture of where I was seated at the restaurant that day, but not a name. A text followed, “I see you”.The message freaked me out, for who knew when they would show up? If they were here at this place right now, I didn’t have much time left in front of me, I didn't know what would happen next.As I made it to the restroom, I splashed water against my face, taking deep breaths to steady my nerves before running my hands through my hair. I was grateful that I had not worn any makeup.Somewhere from the corner, I heard a sound that sounded like a slight clutter, and I froze as a chill traveled down my spine. I looked around trying to trace the noise’s origin. As I turned my head toward another direction, however, I heard the same faint noise again, so I slowly
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,