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
RhysIt was supposed to be her anniversary yet I couldn't bring myself to say it out loud. Most times I pretended like it never happened, that she was still somewhere full of life. I also kept to myself the thoughts that she didn't kill herself. My mother would never have killed herself but I didn't get answers, not after so many years. I didn't know what I was thinking when I asked Tessa to walk with me but strolling through the streets of New York was more therapeutic than I could remember. It was Thursday And I was supposed to be resting from the stress of work and most especially, thinking of ways to get the financial records.I was restless.I couldn't close my eyes without being taken back to that horrific evening, I didn't need any fucking reminder, I had been there when I was elven and I didn't want to be there anymore but it seemed my demons could not understand me because they were ready to drag me into their abyss the moment I closed my eyes. They pounced on me without me
Darcy “Why are we here?” I asked Rhys.I didn't want to go out anymore. The thought of someone sitting in the corner and watching me didn't sit well with me and the last experience.“You ask this every time, like I'd always say, public appearance” He sighed “And because you're a terrible liar and I'm just being nice”“I don't think I like the idea of being here, the last time we were out…” I couldn't bring myself to complete the words as fear rang through my body like an electric fence, I shook like one would who is afraid of the lightning striking down upon them. His breathe as he harassed me after he had me pinned still played in my head . I could taste him on my lips, that's where the memory stayed. Rhys seemed to have noticed my struggle because he placed his hand on my curled up arms. “That's not going to happen. I wouldn't let that happen to you anymore” he looked into my eyes trying to give assurance. It seemed to be working for me, although I was still wary of him. “We will
Darcy“What are you doing?” My heart was beating frantically against my chest. He had closed up the space between us in less than a second. The sound of his heavy breathing filled the room and I could feel his body warmth radiating through my clothes. It should be creepy but it wasn't. It was comforting somehow, almost like he really did care. His hand held my chin still as he stared at me with an intense look that I couldn't quite decipher. “Do you know what happens if you don't stop moving for too long?” His voice was low and rough. I shivered involuntarily despite the heat radiating off him. There was something compelling about the way he made my body react to him. His warm hands on my face seemed to make them react too.My mouth moved before I realized what I was saying. “No.” My response sounded more breathy than I'd intended. I cleared my throat and tried again. “No. What are you going to do?”it was a challenge, my face said it all.He smiled slowly , taking one hand away from
DarcyThe silly dream I had barely gave me enough time to think. The light seemed almost too blinding as it shone through the window blinds and the sun’s rays were reflected on my face. My head felt it had been run over with a sledge hammer while my body screamed in pain every time I moved. What a hangover.What happened? I couldn't remember what happened and it was as if the more I tried to remember, the more the migraine tore me apart.“I want to kiss you” I heard my voice playing in my own head, but this time it wasn't distorted by soundwaves. It was soft and quiet like I spoke in my sleep. But where did that come from?My hand shot up to my mouth. “No, no, no no, what have you done Darcy” I wailed in my head as I remembered those words. I was the one who spoke to them, it was all me.Why did I let myself drink so much? What do I say? What do I do?As if coming right on cue, the door slammed open and Rhys stopped there, shirtless.I gulped hard as I tried to keep my eyes away from
Rhys“I want to see my mom!” I yelled for the hundredth time into my father’s face which was red from rage, anger, or both as he dragged me through the halls of his office building. I tried to wriggle free of his grip and failed miserably. I kicked him hard in the shin as well but he barely flinched. Instead, he held me still and gave me a resounding slap across the face. I stumbled back and hit a shelf containing stacks of papers before falling on my butt. My cheek hurt horribly. It felt like it had been doused with firecrackers but also ice cold all at once.His eyes narrowed as he stared at me, “Do you have any idea what kind of trouble you’ve caused me when your low life of a mother brought you here?” He asked with an ugly smirk. I glared at him and spat blood out onto his shoe, “You know she didn't mean to do anything wrong.” I growled, my voice shaking with fear. My father shook his head like it wasn’t worth repeating.“You should have been more grateful for everything I have
Rhys“What?”She didn’t answer, instead she kept staring at me as if she was trying to dissect me with her eyes, and I just stared back like a dead man in an old movie – not a particularly attractive look on me. I felt kind of naked, though that was probably because of all the clothes I’m wearing right now. Not exactly comfortable, but not really too uncomfortable either. But I didn’t want her looking at me like this any more than she already was. “You…” She trailed off as if deciding to say what she wanted to say or not. “Nothing”’s what I guess she eventually settled on saying, which was better than nothing, but she didn’t sound satisfied with it. It didn’t quite satisfy me either, but that would have to do for now.“Okay,” I said. The word fell out of my mouth before I had even thought about what I was going to say.I stood up from the bed “Where are you going?” Her voice followed me and I turned back to her, surprised that she'd question something so mundane as where to go.“I'm
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