DarcyMy body shook with fear. My stomach turned and twisted in my gut, causing a nauseous feeling to twist around and turn inside my body. The sweat on my brow made me feel like I was suffocating as my head was swarmed by thoughts of what could possibly happen next. My heart skipped beats when I walked out of there.So many questions raced through my brain that it almost overwhelmed me.What am I doing here again? What happened today? How did I end up here? How did Blair come up with the idea to come here, how did she find out about this place?Was she going to tell Rhys?And thinking of Rhys, it didn't make sense that it had been him all along. The reason why I was alive, the supposed stranger who saved and paid for my surgery and who for once had not returned to the hospital to ask about the girl he had once brought it.Why did he do it? Why did he save me? I knew how much he hated me, the old Darcy, the girl that no longer existed.It all seemed like a lot to handle at once, and
DarcyI felt horrible. I couldn't believe that I could do that to someone. That I could hurt him, throw their insecurities in their face. As someone who has had her own fair share of that, I should have known better than to mention that he was cutting himself in a useless argument. No matter what happened, I loved him. More than anything else, I loved him. I had never meant to. I hadn't meant to hurt him that bad, I didn't want to hurt anyone. I was still in shock when Claire came by and pulled me by the hand.“Careful so you don't step on the shards of glass” She warned. “Come on let's get you cleaned up before anything else”.She led me to the bathroom where she gently washed off the rest of the blood that had found its way to my side. “Clean up, I’ll bring your food and then you can get some rest.”“I am not hungry” My voice was shallow and hoarse. I wasn't sure I even recognized it.Claire placed the towel on the sink counter and turned on the faucet. The water was running hot
Rhys“You like her don't you?” My friend’s voice broke through my train of thoughts and for a while, I wanted to pretend that I didn't know who he was talking about. I pretended I didn't know.“What are you going on about Liam? This is not why I came to you” My voice was nonchalant. I didn't want to indulge in any of his nonsense. I told him what Tessa had said about me. I left out the part where she said I was cutting myself. He didn't need to know that.“You know what I am talking about - who I am talking about” He said deadpanned.“Don’t you have better things to do than to stand there and ask me if I like Tessa or not?”He gave me a look that said “I told you so” It was only then I realized how much I had messed up.“I didn't even mention her name and you already know who I am talking about. What a coincidence” he hummed.“You are insane but we were talking about her” My comeback was weak and I knew Liam wouldn't let me go easily.“Am I? We were? That was over an hour ago and I d
DarcyI had to deal with the silent treatment for one week. One week of not seeing him. He left for work really early and returned when he knew I must have gone to bed. It was extremely clear that he was avoiding me and I withdrew seeking solace in my room.Sure that I had lost this new found love and had also lost my son.I though of my son, how close he was to me yet extremely far, I thought of the circumstances around me but nothing seemed able to stop my heart from aching for what could have been. It was probably no one’s fault except mine. I was some sort of bad luck, something that shouldn't exist, but had nonetheless, and now I had to live with it and bear the consequences. Maybe in my past life, I had offended someone I wasn't supposed to and karma was punishing me because of it. Was there no end to it? Would it just continue to be like this forever? I'd rather not think about it.There was a knock on my door and I knew it could only be Claire.When I opened it, she had te
Unknown POVI hated him. He always acted like he was better than everyone else, but he was only just lucky. Yet it didn't stop him from raising his shoulders as if he was perfect. His flaws that were visible as neon lights were easily overlooked and it pissed me off even more.I wanted to tear him down, I wanted to show them his flaws, to show them how ugly he was but man was I wrong. If I thought I was fast, he was faster and if I thought I was smart, he was smarter. I was always second best. I didn't stand a single chance. So I withdrew into my shell and then I began to plan ways I could hurt, and bring him total misery. I didn't want to see him happy.I remember the first time I saw her. I didn't know she was with him and when I eventually did, I remembered how I watched them from afar, that night, it was the first time I was seeing her that close.Red.That was the color of her dress.Red like flames dancing in fire. Like a sea of rubies reflecting the moonlight. Like a firestorm
Vincent I had gone to see him, only because he asked to see me.I wondered what it was all about but currently sitting in front of him, the look in his face was that of anything other than pride, the pride he had whenever he saw Rhys, it wasn't the same for me.“Why did you invite the Hemsworths, you know we don't do business with them” His gruffy voice cut through my thoughts like an ax. I looked up at him, his blue eyes were as sharp and hard as ice shards. “We can't do business with them, not even to help you, you should've known” He said this in a way as if I should have known, I would've been more careful in the future. “Yes,” I replied, my hands fidgeting in my lap as his eyes never once left mine “I'm sorry, I didn't know” I felt like my head was full of clouds that wouldn't lift until I made amends and apologized. He stared at me some more, I could feel myself growing hot under those piercing eyes.Maybe if I could impress him, he would look at me differently.“Grandfather,
RhysIt couldn’t be! He couldn’t die.I had been on my way home when I had received the call that he was at the hospital. It didn’t make any sense. I had seen him the previous night and he looked just fine – his breathing was steady…Regardless I raced down to the hospital, a feeling of dread in the pit of my stomach. I wasn’t sure who I was more worried about: Jude Madigan or myself, the way I raced was even crazier.When I got there and I saw Vincent looking down at me, my heart leapt into my throat, but then I felt foolish for being so nervous, it could only have been that he was asleep or something.“Where is he?” I asked the men in front of me, Vincent and two of grandfather's drivers.“He fell…” Vincent began but I looked past him, that wasn't what I wanted to hear.“But where is he?” My voice was quiet but I knew it must sound hysterical. “I need to see him. Please.” One of the drivers pointed to a room and when I went in, Jude Madigan, my grandfather laid still, unmoving. His
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
RhysHer eyes fluttered open and she caught me staring right in her face. It was the worst possible timing, so she closed them immediately. A sigh of relief escaped her lips as she felt the weightless feeling of the bed beneath her back once more. I looked away, giving her the room for all she got.“The nightmares are back aren't they?” I asked her quietly.She opened one eye then the other again, peeking over at me. “No,” she whispered.I nodded my head, understanding completely why she would want to keep that secret from me. My own nightmares still plagued me, I wasn't better than her.“You said you needed to get your child away from him”. My voice came out stronger than I meant it to be, but that caught her attention immediately because she sat up, eyes wide in fear. She reached for her drawer and fumbled inside for something before pulling a small vial from within.Her breathing became heavy as she poured some liquid into her hand and squeezed it against her chest as though try
DarcyI ran through the dark woods with the little bag I had carried, trying to escape. The sounds of pursuit rang in my ears, and I could hear a couple of dogs bark out after me. I didn't know if it was my imagination but I picked up my pace. My heart thumped heavily against my chest and the sound echoed throughout the silent forest. Suddenly the moonlight lit up the leaves on the trees and illuminated everything around me for an instant before they were shrouded by darkness again.I needed to get as far as I could if not he was going to find me. That wasn’t an option at all, and I couldn’t go back. Not now. I wouldn't let that happen to me.“Are you insane Darcy? What are you doing? We need to get back now” she yelled at me from behind. “We have bigger problems than this! This is about safety, you idiot!”“I am leaving without him!” I screamed back to her over the rushing of my blood in my ears. “Didn't you hear what he said?” I stopped to pant. The tears were burning hot, sliding
DarcyHe stopped and turned to me.I could see doubt and disbelief in his eyes, but I was used to it. He would look at me like that a lot, but now he didn’t have the same intensity. He had always looked at me with such confidence, almost as though he were the one who knew everything all along.“What did you say?” Even his steps toward me were guided by uncertainty. “I don’t understand.” His hands balled into fists, but they only gripped each other once, and then loosened again before he continued walking towards me. The movement reminded me of when we first met, but not for any reason I would ever want to admit. “What did you just say?” He repeated, this time much more assertively. A slight shake of his head that screamed “No, that can’t be right. There has to be something else, I know there is... But what...?” but he didn't say it.My chest tightened. “It was Vincent’s fault,” I said in an attempt to defuse the situation. The words felt strange on my lips. “I overheard him when I w
Rhys I watched her, she had been acting weird as if she had a mental battle going on with herself since we got back from the hospital. She was so focused on what she was doing that she never even noticed when I looked at her. It wasn’t unusual for her to be like that these days, and sometimes she would have this faraway look in her eye. “Tessa, you need to tell me what is going on. I have had enough of this behavior lately” I said, crossing my arms over my chest and glaring at her. The woman jumped about three feet in the air and dropped the bag of groceries she was holding with both hands. She stared at me wide eyed as if I was a thief that had tried to attack her or something.“We need to put a cctv in Mr Starks room” She blurted out immediately, avoiding eye contact by looking anywhere but me. I blinked at her in disbelief for a second before I realized what she was serious.“You are joking right?” I asked in disbelief, I shook my head trying to wrap my mind around it. Tessa tur
Darcy “Are you going to say something else?” Rhys was staring right into my soul.“Like what?” I croaked even though I knew what he had been referring to.He looked at me as if he was trying to figure out something. Something... stupid?No…My brain started spinning faster than the spin cycle of a light bulb, and I didn't know how long that could last. I had never been the best at lying to him, even when I'd tried to be clever about it, which, in retrospect, seemed very foolish and naive in retrospect.“Why did you leave and return acting weirdly?” He asked me again. His voice was like steel but there was an undertone of worry underneath.“I don't remember” I lied, looking straight into his eyes without blinking. I didn’t dare look at him. He’ll look through me like he was using a magnifying glass, seeing everything I am, thinking I'm being stupid or insane for even thinking this. And then he'll push me away, might push me away.“You don't remember?” He repeated after me with his usu
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