DarcyI thought we were having an honest conversation, I didn't mean to upset him but he left. I heard the main door slam but I didn't hear any sound from his cars so I could tell he didn't take any of them.Where would he go by that time of the morning?After about fifteen minutes, the door slammed open and he stood there, panting and staring at me like it was a crime scene for all of ten seconds before collapsing on the couch next to me with an exhausted sigh. He looked terrible. His hair was sticking up wildly in every possible direction and I wondered if I should get him some aspirin. Or maybe a glass of water. “Are you… are you alright?” He didn't respond, instead, his eyes flickered back and forth between me and the clock, trying to determine what I couldn't understand.Then he buried his face deeper into the sofa cushions and groaned, “Fuck!”He said fuck, like the most amazing thing he had ever heard. Maybe it was just wishful thinking on my part, but as soon as I heard hi
Darcy“We need to talk,” I muttered.He didn't move, “What about?”.That's all he answered me with. I swallowed hard. There weren't many things I could think of to start with and none of them were good, I couldn't say them, not right then. My mind was racing and it was a struggle to keep focused.“Is that why you kept knocking?” His voice slurred but it was husky and his fingers grazed the side of my cheeks , trailing slowly down to my jawline and my breathing hitched.My body was reacting to everything he was doing, but there was something else. A burning sensation ran across my lower belly, which started to tingle and twitch, making me slightly nervous. “What are you doing?” I managed to whisper as his hand reached my neck.He paused mid-gesture, his blue eyes suddenly filled with uncertainty.It was like he wasn't sure what to do, or rather how he was supposed to react. I knew he was drunk and probably didn't know what he was doing but I didn't want him to stop.“What am I doing?
RhysMy head felt heavy, the sun lightened but not yet bright enough to penetrate my closed eyelids. My mouth tasted stale. A headache pounded at my temple and a faint, unpleasant odor lingered in the air around me. When I finally looked around me, there were empty bottles scattered about on the floor, some of them broken. I took a deep breath, feeling like I hadn't had anything to drink for hours. My stomach roiled as the sour taste lingered. The world was still spinning and I struggled to stay conscious. With each slow blink, my eyes seemed to focus on one thing before moving on to another.“Damn” I cursed out when I tried to stand but couldn’t seem to put weight on any leg. “This fucking sucks.” Even speaking caused an ache to spread from my left hip. I tried lifting both my arms but only succeeded in dropping them back down with a groan. The room seemed to tilt and I struggled against black spots creeping into my vision. “Dammit! What is happening?” I whispered to myself, str
RhysVincent looked stunned and startled to see me, as if he had been caught doing something wrong (but I think it was more that he didn't expect me.) Opposite him were people I had not seen in almost six years. The most prominent of them was an attractive brunette whose dark eyes were fixed upon me. As attractive as she was, I need not forget that she was the devil incarnate.“What are you doing here?” Vincent had finally found his voice, but all I could do was stare back at him stupidly like a man who had just been thrown off a building by a rampaging tiger and then landed with a broken arm and fractured leg on a roof. “What are they doing here?” I asked him back instead. Vincent seemed equally perplexed. It made for a peculiar conversation. “Well, they were about to leave.” He gestured to the two men and one woman.One of them smiled at me but I turned towards the door, ignoring her, ignoring their presence completely. I pushed past the security that had tried to stop me from get
DarcySomething about the whole week seemed off, especially with Rhys.Not that he did much or we did much but he was awfully quiet, more than usual at least. He would sit and work in silence for hours, then go and do something else completely unrelated. I don’t know if that was normal to him, it didn’t seem like it was to me, it just felt off.It was like the closer I got to him, the more he withdrew like a turtle retreating into its shell. Even his voice had changed to match that of an old man, deeper with age, it seemed weird to hear him speak normally without the lilt of youth there. Okay maybe I was exaggerating.But that afternoon the doorbell rang and I went to answer it.I wasn’t expecting anybody so I was surprised when I saw a woman that looked like she belonged on vogue covers. She had long straight blonde hair cut into bangs that cascaded down her back to her mid waist, dressed in black jeans, a white shirt, a green cardigan over the top of her shoulders and brown leather
Darcy“Rhys!”I screamed, unable to believe what I was seeing. “Stop!” I yelled, by this time I ran over to him, grabbing his shoulder, trying to stop him. I couldn’t let him do that to her even though was a total stranger. It looked like he was manhandling her.“Let her go! You can’t just go around pulling people roughly! That’s not how this works!” I pulled at him harder.But I was no match for him, I was like a feather, a feather because he easily tore my arms away from around his chest and shoved me back, causing me to stumble backward. I stumbled and fell on my butt, shocked at his sudden aggression “Don’t touch me!” He yelled “Just stay out of this, it‘s not your business, anyway”I was too shocked to say any more words. He didn't stop until she was outside the gate and when he returned, he walked past me, not once did he offer to help me up, he didn't even glance my way.My waist and bum ached from the fall and I felt sick to my stomach. I sat up and hugged my knees against my c
Darcy I still didn't see Rhys the whole day.I was beginning to grow worried. I called several times and yet his number wouldn't ring.I didn't know what to do, or where to go. What if Vincent and Cory had hurt him like they wanted to?Fear crept in at my heels, I couldn't help but feel it. I was afraid he'd been hurt because of me. That someone wanted to harm me, to punish me for what I'd done. Because of who I am. My hands shook. I decided to take matters into my own hands. I'd go over to Vincent’s house, and if he was not there, then I would go to Jude Madigan.As I took a cab out of the house, I was yet to adjust to the luxury that came with being Rhys's wife and moreover I didn't think I. needed all of that. My heart kept beating loudly against my ribcage, I felt lightheaded, and my breath was shallow. I needed to get out of the car, breathe some fresh air. When the driver eventually pulled up in front of Vincent’s house, my stomach twisted with anxiety as I took each step.I
Rhys“What do you mean by she just left the house? Did she say where she was going? Why did you let her leave?” I asked Claire, who was cooking in the kitchen. She shook her head and sighed, “No Sir, she didn’t say anything about when she left but she was worried that you were not home yet” she paused for a second before turning around to face me.I walked out of the kitchen.Where could she have gone to? I dialed her number again and it rang but no answer. It was already getting dark and I had not gotten over the fact that truly she was right and there was someone watching us. I dialed the number again and it rang for a while before she answered.“Where are you?”“Hello?” A masculine voice answered instead.I took my phone away from my ear and stared at it again, still unable to believe what I had heard“Who is this?”“I…uhh, I don’t know. The owner of this phone just got wheeled into an ambulance, I found her lying in her own blood”. My mouth felt dry as I spoke and I tried to swal
Rhys“Almighty Rhys Madigan, pleading for mercy? Who would have thought?” Cory said, mocking me and chuckling.“Come on Rhys, we both know who is the stronger of us” Vincent added.“You guys don't even deserve mercy. You're nothing but bad news” he sneered.“Listen...” I warned them “I am willing to surrender, you can't hurt me or she, you know that” I motioned to Tessa.Vincent started laughing. “Oh please,” he scoffed “like anyone would ever trust her over you”“Let Tessa go, you want me right? Let her live please” A smile crept up in Cory’s expression “You really wanna save this whore?” she asked rhetorically. “That's very charming considering that you didn't find it difficult to kill three people without remorse” “What do you mean?” She snorted “don't play dumb with me boy. You killed my parents and my little sister, remember you got into an accident and you fled, left the scene, left us to die! My parents died because of you, my little sister died because of you!” she screamed
Rhys “What are you doing?” I asked Blair.“Calling for backup, do you think a single gun would save you from your brother? If you did, then you don't know the kind of brother you have. He's dangerous” “I don't need your help. I'm in control, and you're the problem.”Blair laughed.“You're a fool Rhys… they are watching you! better make use of this chance and let me do what I know how to do.I swallowed her insults like bitter lemon drops. “Where is she?”“At an abandoned warehouse out of town”, Blair said as if we'd been discussing the weather.Speaking of the weather, it had begun to rain. A light mist that made it impossible to see anything beyond thirty feet or so, but enough to make me feel uneasy.It also meant that I couldn't see anything outside of the car. And I had to pull over into the parking lot before stepping out. It was a miracle Blair followed and the rain took longer than I expected.I watched as Blair dozed off beside me and a silly idea came into my mind.I gently
DarcyI was tired of fighting, my body was extremely weak, my throat dry from dehydration and the constant ringing in my ears made me almost blind. I felt completely lost and I couldn’t understand why. What did these people want from me? Was this happening to me? Why were these people staring at me? Where did they come from? How had they taken me here? “I am thirsty” I cried out for the hundredth time. “Please” I begged again. “Just give me something to drink, anything at all. Please”. My voice cracked, and I was surprised I didn’t feel any pain anymore. The silence only amplified the sound in my head. It was deafening. So quiet, so peaceful now. The ringing was gone.“That's your punishment for pulling that stupid stunt” One of them hissed. They looked angry. Yes, I had tried to escape again but I didn't even make it past the day.I got punched hard across the face, my head snapped to the left and back to the right, the ringing grew louder but not quite as painful as before, and I
Rhys When I drove down to Vincent’s house, I didn't know what to expect but I made sure I kept my gun closed.Someone whom I assumed was the nanny opened the door and she was holding a baby.For the first time in a long time, I paid attention to their son. He was a spitting image of Tessa... I mean Darcy. He had her eyes. Her beautiful, greyish blue, wide, soulful eyes. He looked just like her. And that terrified me for some reason.It also made sense why she had been fooling me the whole time. I would have probably done the same thing if I was her or done even worse.The nanny looked at me as if she was skeptical of my being there or something equally dumb and stupid because she didn't let me inside. “Tell Vincent I am here”, I demanded. “He's not here” she said. She wasn't rude by any means, she just seemed completely unimpressed with my presence at all.I wanted to tell her to fuck off, but my mouth wasn't cooperating. What a fucking mess.“Who is at the door?” I heard Vincent as
Rhys“What do you want?” I typed and waited for a reply while I began to drive down to the police station.The car was silent on its way there, but the ride didn't last long since it soon became apparent that my phone was ringing. It was the sound of my cell phone ringing that alerted me to where I was. I stopped the car and reached for it.“We said don't go to the police and you are parked in front of one? You really must think we are unserious right?” The voice said from the other line.I looked in the streets but everyone was going about with their business, there was no sign that I was being followed.How did they know where I was?“What do you want?” I yelled through the line as loud as possible just to make sure my message wasn't lost in the noise from the cars passing by.“You already disobeyed us and now your darling wife would pay for it” He sneered “Do not test our patience” “No, no, no” I heard Tessa scream from the background. I could only imagine her franticness and dang
Darcy“Why? You are supposed to be his friend. Why would you do this to Rhys?” I asked the man in front of me. My hands were shaking from trying to break free and my body was trembling with rage. He stood staring at me.“You see my dear, life is not always black and white. There are people who can love others, and those that do will be remembered for eternity. The difference between you and them is that you choose to stay with the light and I decided to go to darkness. That, or it takes too much effort” His face was twisted in amused expression, as though he was watching a child trying to figure out their math homework. But he was serious about what he said.“Rhys has always had things easy, he was always good at everything, he had the women, they loved him, and he loved them back.” He shook his head sadly ‘The thing is, there is no such thing as perfect men, only ideal ones. And unfortunately, there isn't any such thing as perfection in this world, and there's nothing you can do to c
DarcySomeone pulled the fabric that blinded my eyes open, and I squinted as a bright light invaded my mind and consciousness. My body ached, it felt as though someone had taken a hammer to me. I could barely breathe. It seemed impossible that such an intense pain existed in this world, especially in my own body. My heart felt like it was going to burst with every beat.“Hello there Darcy” Cory’s voice sounded so cheerful yet it was laced with malice, it didn’t help at all to calm me down.Beside her was her husband, and him… the least person I expected and when Cory forcefully pulled the duct tape away from my mouth, I let it hang loose. Could he?“I can tell you are familiar with all of us, aren't you?” It was Vincent. A smug smile stretched his face as he said these words, as if he were about to play a cruel prank. “Well, you could imagine the surprise when my wife told me the person I thought was Tessa had been Darcy all along and it made sense. How every move I tried to make was
Rhys“Hello” I yelled into the receiver, the alcohol in my system had immediately taken a halt as the sound of someone speaking filtered through to my ears. I thought I had heard wrong.“We have your wife” the voice on the other end said, it was almost robotic, as though this had been practiced in front of the mirror so many times that it felt natural. I heard Tessa… I mean Darcy scream again . She sounded so frightened and alone, like she was in pain and terrified of everything happening around her. “Is… Is she okay ?” My words stumbled across my tongue as I struggled to keep them together, “Tess…”“She is unharmed, for now” I heard, again from whoever was speaking to me.Suddenly anger course through my veins, like lightning through dry leaves, burning the insides of my skin with heat.“What do you want?” I asked, my voice low but sharp as a knife. My words were laced with hatred, and rage, like poison as they seeped out from the ends of my lips. It wasn’t often I spoke to people li
Rhys It felt like Tessa took the life of the house along with her when I asked her to leave.The house felt empty, dead and void of warmth. I had gotten used to the way the walls vibrated with her laugh, the light touch of her hand on my arm, or her voice, but she’d never taken it away before, she was always there. And yet, now, she seemed so far away, a ghost who would never really be. It didn’t feel right that she wasn’t still here. My chest constricted in a way I’ve never experienced before and I wondered if maybe she could hear me, even though I knew there was no sound to reach her ears. She’d left me, after all. Just like everyone else has. Except she didn’t just leave, she left with everything that mattered to her me. Everything that mattered was lost forever. When you lose something that matters, it hurts like hell. You’re alone, but at least the other person knows. But this time, it hurt in a different way, because she took that with her, too. The only thing I have left is m