Omg. Who would want to hurt Darcy?
RhysThere was no sign of any form figure wearing a hoodie on the CCTV footage, not even a single glimpse. It was like whoever the person was, he hadn't been there in the first place. Which is pretty much impossible with what I had just witnessed.“What incompetence is this?”I muttered under my breath as the video continued to run. “We are sorry sir” the manager replied, sounding more like he wanted to be doing something else than apologizing to me for whatever it was. “Sorry? Your incompetence got my wife harassed. What if I had not stepped in when I did? How would that have looked? If you are truly sorry, show it!” I yelled at him. “This has got to stop!”I said, shaking my head in annoyance as the video ended. “Find me a CCTV footage that has that figure in or you'll know why you shouldn't mess with a Madigan!” At the mention of my surname, the manager froze. “And one that's clear and has good coverage of the entire event. Otherwise, consider your position gone” I told him before
DarcyHe was lying, he didn't hear me say anything! Nothing.Where did he get that from? It made me so angry that he had said those words, even if the truth, my truth was still with me, I still thought he had a little clue of what was going on.We didn't speak to each other after that day and I tried not to make him aware that I was always near him whenever we saw each other. If he was in his room we now shared, I’d be in the living room.As it was, all of our interactions were limited to small conversations or the occasional greeting when we met outside.I was tired of being in the living room and I just needed the comfort of a bed. I thought he was in his study room so I barged into the room without thinking or knocking.And there he was, skin glistening wet, a towel was wrapped around his waist but a little bit lower than what you should usually see. I don't know why. His back was turned to me and I should have gone back, but I stared at him like a hormonal teenage girl.When he tu
DarcyIf you thought Rhys Madigan was an intimidating man then you had to meet his grandfather, Jude Madigan.I felt bare sitting in front of the men and his blue eyes that were similar to those of his grandson.He had asked to speak with me alone after we arrived at his place so Rhys left me. It made me wonder if I had done something wrong or maybe he just needed a minute to collect himself. Either way it wouldn’t take long for him to get back.Jude Madigan sat across from me patiently as he took a sip from his cup of tea. He didn’t say anything even though I wasn’t expecting any response since we hadn’t spoken much to each other. I busied myself with looking around his home. Each design was specifically crafted to scream “Old money” everything reeked of wealth and class. Secretly I wondered how much money the old man had. It seemed like a lot snice Rhys and Vincent were bent on killing themselves for it.“You look tensed, sip your tea” The older man ordered. He looked different from
DarcyI stared at Rhys after he joined us as I wondered how difficult it must have been for him. I couldn't imagine a child walking in on his mother’s dead body.I wanted to press on, ask Jude Madigan more questions but he was a smart old man, he would know that facts were not adding up and he would dig further.“You invited Vincent?” Rhys asked, stepping inside and putting. an end to our conversation.“He is your brother. The high time both of you stop this madness, the better for us all” Jyde Madigan replied calmly.In no time, Vincent and Cory walked in and they seemed surprised to see Rhys and I already seated there.“Is this a mini family dinner?” Cory mumbled under her breath but I was sure we all heard her.“You can call it whatever you like Cory, I am happy to see you too” Jude Madigan said but I couldn't tell if he was joking or not. It made me realize how similar he and Rhys were.When we all sat down, Jude Madigan observed everyone under his gaze as if weighing their souls.
DarcyStrong arms pulled me away from the cold and the darkness, back to the warm-up safety of their embrace. I didn’t fight them because as much as I wanted to I wasn’t in a state to do so right now. It was more than the lack of energy that made me give up fighting it, it was the fear of being hurt by whoever it was, or worse, by myself, that made me stop fighting. That and the fact that my whole body felt numb and useless. I didn’t want to move, I wanted to stay in this perfect moment where nothing could hurt me and everything was calm. I couldn’t tell if I was still dreaming, I had to be dreaming but I couldn’t help but wonder why the woods had suddenly become my room, or why I felt warm inside, I know nightmares didn’t make anyone feel that way, I couldn’t tell if I was losing my mind. My eyes fluttered open slowly, just enough to look at who was holding me, but my gaze remained unfocused until I finally realized what I saw. My eyes widened and I gasped quietly when my vision cl
RhysI heard the thud, it was loud and it echoed throughout the room.I ran out of the bathroom to meet her on the floor. Who was this woman? How did she always manage to end up in something beyond her control? I helped her up as she groaned in pain from the impact and then sat down on the floor beside her. “You always attract trouble, I leave you alone for one minute and you get caught up with some crime or another.” I muttered to myself.“I am not a trouble magnet, I slipped, it could happen to anyone” She insisted.I ignored her as I stared at her leg, my skin twitched from the contact, which was weird.It was only when I looked up that I realized how close our faces were against each other. Her eyes were just like mine. A few strands of hair stuck to her forehead. Her cheeks had a slight tan line. The small amount of freckles that scattered across her face made me want to lean even closer.As if she read my thoughts, her tongue darted over her bottom lip unconsciously before she
Darcy“What are you doing?” Rhys didn't seem impressed at all. His face held its usual blank stare. He looked at me as if I was done something wrong.I smiled sheepishly “Making breakfast for you” ever since my encounter with Jude Madigan, it was as if I saw Rhys a little bit clearly.I understood the demons he was struggling with in more ways than one. His whole life seemed to revolve around his relationship with his mother. She had sacrificed so much and all the while maybe, just maybe he blamed himself for her death.“I have someone who does that, are you trying to kill me?” He sounded slightly amused at my attempts. But when the words left his mouth I felt like he wasn't joking.“Oh, no.” It came out of my lips before I could even think of what to say next. “I… I just…I… thought maybe I should do something nice for you” I tried to explain myself but the words died on my tongue. My palms were sweating.The silence stretched between us. My cheeks flushed under his gaze. “Why?” The
DarcyI had forgotten about the metallic tin man decor that stood behind me.I froze in place knowing how much trouble I could have been in. As soon as I heard footsteps getting closer to where I was suddenly the baby started crying and whoever that was retreated.I couldn't move even though my body screamed at me telling me to run away. I waited and as they tried to pacify the child, I snuck away as quietly as I could manage without drawing attention to myself. Once I was outside, my body shook, and my heart was racing faster than ever before. The only thing I could do was lean against a tree trying to catch my breath. After what seemed like forever I calmed down enough so that I could breathe normally again.When I got back home, I didn't feel at ease, I felt like something was going to happen and I did not want to be alone when it eventually happened. I saw that as an opportunity to do a little grocery shopping even though we were not out of groceries, a little shopping wouldn't h
DarcyAs I ran out of there, Cory was by the door and I didn't see her until I nearly bumped into her. "Watch it!” She barked. She looked like she was about to say something else but thought better of it. The other people around us were already giving me strange looks. I turned away from her with my head down trying not to seem suspicious. “Where are you going?” she asked. But I ignored her question and kept running. I needed to get out of here, away from Rhys.“Tessa” He was right behind me. How did he manage to catch up easily? “Tessa hold on, please” he tried reaching for me but I pushed his hand away as fast as I could. My body hurt all over, I was so exhausted. I wanted to go home and get some rest. It would be so much easier if everyone in this damn place didn’t look at me like I might murder them any minute. “Just take me home” I pleaded looking back over my shoulder at him. His expression softened a bit. His eyes seemed to glow a brighter blue. I saw what looked like an a
Rhys“You have five minutes” I wasn't bluffing when I said this, I needed to understand why she was truly here. This could not all be a coincidence, I knew better than to think that. This could be some sort of trap and I wasn't going to fall for it.“Rhys…” She began stepping closer to me and I moved back.“Tell me why you are here” I repeated my request “And for the love of God don't try to touch me or lie” I added a last part for good measure. “I am here because I want you back, I want to be better for you, for us ” She replied.I stared at her with disbelief etched in my features but she had an unbreakable determination that she was not going to budge from her stance. “We could do this now if it weren't so inconvenient…” She continued “I am prepared to wait if you aren't ready” I looked at her to be sure this was not some sort of silly joke.“You cheated on me Blair, with my best friend of all men. I did everything for you, every fucking thing you asked...and then I find out you
RhysThe voice note was blank. I turned my volume to its highest to be sure I wasn't deaf and I didn't hear anyone's voice, only quiet breathing.'Is this some kind of joke?' I asked myself. 'Is she trying to tease me or what? Why will she send me a fifteen minute voice message of nothing. I'm worried sick for her and she is busy making jokes.''Or maybe she was trying to say something then, she slept off?' A different thought came to my mind.I checked my other phone to know if Aspen had responded to my last email. She hasn't too.'Something is wrong somewhere.'I was about sending Aspen another email when my mom called.'Shit!' I said a silent curse as I put the call through. I haven't called her since I got to Los Angeles."Hey Mom. I..." I bit my lips trying to find the right excuse to say to her.She didn't even wait for me to speak. "Do you know how worried I was? I have been trying to reach you and you didn't bother to pick. It seems to me that your work is more important.""Mo
RhysI took a break from work today and it felt like it was the longest break I had taken since forever and my phone was buzzing continuously. I didn't dare check who was calling until I let the battery die and refused to charge it on purpose.I wanted to stay invincible, to pretend that none of this was real like the rest of the world was oblivious of my troubles. But I couldn't. This was my life now, and the most recent development in my personal hell was that Tessa was slowly starting to notice.I mean, she doesn't know anything, I told myself as I typed on my keyboard but she had been spending a whole lot of time asking if I was alright, and when I couldn't take it anymore, I avoided her as well. Thank God she was in a different room now.It wasn't working, the meds were not working, and the painful throb in my head didn't seem to disappear, and the voices?They had grown a thousand times larger than the last, each louder than the other and making me sick to my stomach. I couldn’t
RhysFor a lady who was 5 '3 she sure did have a lot stored up in her. And while I took her for the late-night drive, just to make it up to her, she dozed off from all the anger she was trying to keep inside her. Her mouth was partly wide and I chuckled at how adorable she looked. Weird. I didn't go around chuckling at ladies.Suddenly her eyes slowly fluttered open. as if she felt herself being gently shaken. She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion and squinted them to try and focus on what was happening. And she realized that she was still in my car.Her light blue eyes met mine and I drew in sharp breaths, taking notice of their color. They were deep and captivating, and they gave everything a certain mysterious quality I couldn't - can't explain.“We are here” I forced myself to say. Turning my attention from her eyes and lips. I would have kissed her right now and taken her back home to do all of the sinful things running through my mind. if she was one of those girls. But she
Darcy “I want to go alone” I said loudly looking at Rhys as if that would change his mind. I was tired of repeating the same routine, tired of being watched like a child. It didn't give me enough room to think of what to do next. I didn't know the updates on Vincent and Cory and most especially of my son. It was like like moving in endless circles.“You can’t go alone, I can't let that happen”“Why? You don't own me Rhys and you know it. You can't force me not to be myself."“No one is stopping you from being yourself. Being yourself doesn't include being reckless when you know someone out there probably wants you dead” he snapped in a low voice. His eyes were hard. Rhys knew how stubborn I could get and even though he was right, it still angered me.“I am tired, I need time alone!”“Time alone only to end up almost half dead again? or almost raped or pounced on by your demons, which of them?” His words cut through me like a knife. He knew damn well what those thoughts did to me. I
Darcy“You need to stop watching me like a hawk” I was finally free to leave the hospital and Rhys was acting differently and it made me uncomfortable.“The plan was to pretend that we are married and not for you to die. So no, I wouldn't stop watching you like a hawk. You can't leave this house without the driver and two able men outside, at least until your condition is stable enough to be left alone. We don’t know who or what we are truly dealing with. I would never allow something like that to happen again, especially from recklessness” He had said it as he walked through the room, going through his closet.I looked at him and felt so out of place here. “This isn't my life” I wanted to scream but I didn't.Claire treated me as if I was an egg shell, scared I'd break at the slightest touch. And she always seemed to be watching me when we were together. I was just... stuck in this house, watching Vincent work his way around while I tried not to think about what happened next.His col
RhysNever had I seen anyone struggle so hard with their demons as Tesaa demons struggled with hers. Even if it were only for a few moments. It wasn't like seeing the woman who was fast to give comebacks once I said a word, it was like seeing someone different, broken, and damaged beyond belief. Even worse because she looked like such an easy target that my first instinct was not kill but rather help her escape the hell that held her prisoner. “Are you alright?” By now she was awake again after falling into unconsciousness.She didn't say anything, she didn't look at my face, she was staring into nothingness with no recognition on her face, only in her eyes. She could have been looking directly into an abyss or straight through to another dimension.“Tessa?” I called out but she didn't acknowledge me. I stood up and went to sit by her bedside but she curled up as if afraid of being touched. “Hey, hey,” I put my hand on her shoulder trying to comfort her, “What's wrong? What's wr
DarcyWhen I opened my eyes, the lights seemed too bright for me and I groaned.It felt like I couldn't move as I tried to look around at the unfamiliar surroundings, trying not to be dizzy from the lack of movement. Did I die? Was I in heaven? Was this after life? Why did afterlife feel so small and the walls too plain? The air smelled wrong and the floor look too hard. l Where am I supposed to be?As my vision focused in on what was before my eyes, it was a door and it moved.A person appeared behind it and she was dressed in white, like a nurse.She looked stunned to see me, one minute she disappeared through the door only to return with a doctor.They both stared at each other for who knows how long until the man spoke up, “Hello? Who are you?” his tone was more curious than anything else. It was only when he moved beside me that I noticed the machines connected to my body.He checked my the machines, my pulse, my eyes, everything.“How many fingers am I holding up?” He asked aft