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
Rhys I took out my anger on the files lying helplessly on the table, I took out my anger on my closets, I took out my anger on punching the walls, I took out my anger on anything and everything that came in my way. It didn't matter how much I punched it; no matter how hard I kicked it; all I had to do was think about the fact that she's left me again before I could even feel it. Someone else left me.It felt so good to feel something at all, as though someone else's emotions hadn' really been mine until now. My chest hurt from breathing but also from screaming so loudly, my voice sounded raw and hoarse and nothing like the smooth, rich baritone I always thought it would be. But this pain wasn't enough to keep the rest of the world away, because they were just going back inside their heads anyway, just like everything else. I'd heard that somewhere or another a person can drown themselves by drowning all their problems with too much coffee and not enough water. She didn't love me.
Darcy“I love you, Tessa” His words made my heart race and the world stopped spinning around me. His voice was so calm but laced with determination.My knees gave up underneath me, I felt dizzy and weak. My heart was pounding and everything seemed to come to a standstill for the moment.How did he say those three words to me? I mean I loved him. Of course, I loved him, I loved him since forever.I had always dreamed of when I would hear him say those words to me, but this wasn't how I imagined that moment to happen. The first time I heard them, it was obvious it was because he wanted me to keep this child. And now? It was to make up for calling me stupid. Not once did he mean those words.YetI felt like I couldn't breathe, my chest heaved up and down as if I were running. Every fiber of my body was shaking, my legs couldn't seem to support me anymore.Why was he saying this? Was he really thinking that I would buy whatever he just said? Was it a trick to manipulate me?Or did he truly
Darcy“Try? Do you realize how stupid you sound? Do you? Why can’t you see the red flags? you are so gullible that you believe whatever anyone says to you. I've been betrayed before, I will always be betrayed, no matter what. And you seem to think that I am just like any other person? you think that I'll change because you tried to make me happy? You need to grow up Tessa! fucking grow up and get your head out of all those fantasies” I couldn't get them out of my head ; They stayed inside my mind like poison. I kept repeating them over and over, like the mantra, like the mantra that kept repeating in my mind.I knew he was right, I knew how cruel his words sounded . My mind was running wild, like I was going insane with the way it kept repeating those same words. It took everything in my power not to burst out crying on the spot. I was still breathing heavily and I didn't even notice when I stopped walking. I simply kept walking, taking long deep breaths. My body was shivering with s
Rhys I thought my head was going to explode from the pressure I was feeling at that moment. My heart was beating so fast I swore it would give out any second. I couldn't breathe. It seemed like I had forgotten how to and I was suffocating. I couldn't think straight, it just didn't seem real. All I could see were black dots. I was used to everything being black and white, it was easier to pick sides and focus on the side you have chosen but right now it was all blurry and gray, like looking through a thick layer of dust. Everything around me was dark except for those black spots, which weren't really spots, they seemed to be tiny holes in space. They made me feel sick and nauseous. Like I was drowning. Or maybe I was dying. But what kind of death?There was no lead or response from the contact I had reached out to. Mr Stark still wasn't allowed to talk to anyone, Vincent was still roaming freely after killing our grandfather.What was I supposed to do now, just collapse into a puddle
DarcyIt had been three days, three days since I last saw Rhys. Three days of craving his presence, of missing him more than any other person I’d ever known, in ways I couldn’t quite explain to myself and would probably never be able to fully comprehend even if I wanted to. I didn’t know what I was supposed to do now that he wasn’t here- no he was here but far. I certainly hadn’t gone over the past three days planning an elaborate, intricate plan for what I could possibly say or do when I'll see him. It hadn’t crossed my mind once. I hadn’t done anything but stare at the door of my room as if it would magically make him appear.It was three days of wanting his touch, his kisses, and his arms around me every single second of the day. To feel the warmth radiating from his skin while we lay together on a bed, listening to the gentle patter of rain hitting against the window pane. To feel his lips pressed against mine, the taste of him lingering even after I pull away, the soft sigh of r
Unknown “What? why did you call me out here?” I demanded once I opened her front door. I glared down at her with eyes so intense and as always I expected her to cower away but instead she stared me down right back.“Because I wanted to see how you were doing, that’s why. And to ask why you had not called me to apologize for what you did the last time”I scoffed at her and shook my head in disbelief. “You expect me to apologize? You want to talk about apology when you are the one who is in violation of the terms of our deal. I am doing nothing wrong. I did what was necessary to keep myself safe from your unnecessary gossip and I refuse to let you disrespect my husband. You are the one who owes me an apology Blair” She looked at me confused, trying to find any signs of remorse on my face. She finally settled into shock at the fact that I hadn't just spat at her. “Unbelievable!” She snorted at me, rolling her eyes in disbelief. “You are unbelievable!” I couldn’t tell if it was a threa
Rhys“Didn’t I ask you to leave Claire?” I tried to control my voice but failed but the rawness didn't go unnoticed, the snarls from my voice were as loud as sirens.“It’s me,” I heard her voice and I turned to her. I wanted to ask if she was okay but she seemed a little nervous until I watched her whole body relax.With the way her large greyish-blue eyes were looking I could tell she was taking in my appearance and the look of shock on her face only confirmed that I looked like a mess, a total disaster.But it was nothing compared to the battle I had going on in me. The little voice in my head was begging to be released, to pounce on anything but I couldn’t let it, not when Tessa was here. I didn’t want anything to go wrong.I didn’t want to lose control and hurt her just like I had done with the guard, so I turned away from her scrutinising stare to focus on my walls which suddenly seemed almost peaceful, almost interesting.I could feel Tessa’s gaze, boring holes on my back and I
Vincent His arms were tied, mouth sealed while tears and sweat streamed down his cheeks to free himself from a strong grip. He tried desperately to kick away the arm holding him still, but that only made things worse for the man holding the other end of his chains. The men surrounded him, rough hands holding him back at each side as he fought against them with no success whatsoever. There was nothing he could do.I walked back to where I was and pulled the tape off his mouth.“Please Sir, I am sorry” He wailed. “Please, sir. Don’t hurt me anymore. Please, I beg you.” He begged me in vain. I ignored his pleas. I didn’t have the time to be nice. My mind was on something far more important at the moment than some silly human life. It wasn't about him, it never had been.“I gave you a simple job, I paid you for it, and yet, you failed me in my one request, you failed us all by your own incompetence.” He flinched when I spoke, his entire body trembling at the mere thought of what I was g
DarcyRhys stared at me in disbelief. His face showed pain and he struggled to control it.“I need to go” He suddenly announced.“Rhys…” I began but I didn't continue and he didn't stop either. I felt my heart ache once the door slammed behind me.I didn't come out of my room the next day, I wasn't sure what my place was in the house anymore, and I wasn't sure of what awaited me. I guess it was an act of cowardice, but what would you have had me do? what would you have done differently? Rhys didn't come back to my room, I didn’t blame him, I saw him fighting to keep his emotions in check, that alone was enough to make anyone want to take action against something they couldn’t control. But somehow I felt I was right.When I couldn’t deal with the tension and when my curiosity got the best of me, I left my room.The house was dead as a corpse, and my presence made no difference to any of it. It was as if the events of the previous day had taken its life, I could hear the maids whisperin