OMG SORRY IT'S BEEN SO LONG! I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT HAPPENED! OKAY BUT HERE'S A NEW CHAPTER :P
PEACE! *inserts diva status
(Cursing Is included a lot in this chapter)
Darcy's POV:
Who's the blonde girl? I was on the verge of tears once I ran out the door. I sat on the doorstep for a while with my hands in my face. Just when I was about to express my feelings to him, he goes and snags a stupid blonde.
The front door opens-probably Kellen, "Not now Kellen, I don't wanna hear it," Hearing a small feminine chuckle I whip my head around, wiping the tears from my red cheeks. It's the blonde.
"Nice to see you're taking it well," Blondie smirks and takes a seat next to me. I frowned at her and didn't say anything. I scooted further away from her to avoid the disgusting smell of perfumes and makeup. She chuckled and scooted closer to my side. I was already on the edge of the steps and fully pissed at this stupid blonde I don't even know.
"I'm guessing you don't talk much or you're pissed at me cause I stole your lover boy from you," I gritted my teeth and bit my tongue to keep from speaking to this, skank. "Awe, what's the matter cats got your tongue'' she said tauntingly. "No, but there is a bitch in my face'' I said surprised by my sudden burst of courage.
"Excuse me?! I am not a bitch!" The blonde stood up and stared at me. I smirked and stood up next to her, "Hmm, that's exactly what a bitch would say." I said tapping my chin. The blonde took deep breaths and shook at my words.
"So, if I am a bitch, I guess I would say-sorry hun, your chances with Zack just got ruined. You will never have him. He is mine. He will always be mine. I was only going to be with him until I got into his pants, but now I'm second guessing myself. We are going to be together forever. You will find nobody and live by your lonely, fat-ass self for the rest of your life. Why don't you just kill yourself? Zack doesn't even like you! He told me himself! Just kill yourself Darcy! Do the fucking world a fucking favor! Just die already!" She took her fist and threw it towards my face. I tried avoiding it, but took it to the mouth. Hot liquid poured from my lips and the inside of my mouth. I reached up to touch my burning mouth and looked down to see blood dripping off of my hand.
The tears started to form inside the ducts of my eyes, "You really are a bitch," The blonde took another swing at me and sent me flying off the side of the steps. I hit the ground hard and layed there coughing. She knocked the wind out of me.
Why should I even fight for Zack anymore? It only ends with me getting hurt. I'm used to this pain already. Why won't I just give up on Zack?
Oh yeah that's right,
It's because I love him.
Kellen's POV:
I was going to walk out to check on Darcy because she seemed pretty upset and because she's my best friend when I heard Briana yelling, "Do the world a fucking favor! Just die already!" Briana's fist flew and hit Darcy's mouth as she tried to avoid the punch. Her mouth started to bleed really bad. I stood there at the window, in shock, not able to move or anything. I felt like I was being a bad friend letting Darcy battle it out by herself. What could I do? I wasn't going to hurt a fly. I wouldn't hit a woman.
Darcy send daggers at Briana and I saw Darcy say something. Briana punched her again and then she fell to the ground trying to breathe. She got enough of this with Jessie now she has to worry about Briana. Why did I have to bring Briana here? She caused all of this. When did we become friends anyway? Would we be considered friends anymore after she caused all this shit?
Briana bent over the steps and spit on Darcy, laying on the ground. She waved at Darcy and then came back over to the front door going to grab the handle. I jumped and ran back into the garage where all of the other boys migrated. I breathed heavily and leaned against the door.
"Kellen, what's wrong with you mate? You look like you just saw a ghost." Zack glanced up from his guitar. I stammered and then shut up. "Nothing, don't worry about me." I walked over to a couch in the corner of the room and sat down. Ben, Ian, and Josh gave me weird looks and Zack went back to strumming on his guitar.
Briana walked into the room and I could feel my eyes widening. She looked over at me and smiled and sat herself down on the couch beside me. My muscles stiffened and my breath staggered. "What's wrong Kellen? Got something to say?" Briana whispered. I shook my head quickly and listened to the band rehearse some more of their new song. "cause Kellen, if you tell anyone about me and Darcy's little fight-you're next." she smiled some more and looked sweetly back over at Zack.
Hell, I'm screwed.
I went to the kitchen to get a glass of water to calm my nerves and see if Darcy was still outside. Damn, why am I such a bad friend? I drank the whole glass of water and opened the front door and stuck my head out. Darcy was gone, but there was a little blood on the ground from where Darcy was bleeding.
Darcy's POV:
I coughed up some blood onto the ground as the blonde girl spit on me. She waved and said a short 'go die in hell'. I rolled over and cried on the hard ground. Why did she hate me so much? I just called her a bitch, that's all. Maybe she can go rot in hell. That's exactly where she came from. She looks like it, too.
I finally got over my crying and started to walk the few miles back to my house. Zack probably didn't want me over there anymore and the blonde girl most likely didn't either. I stuck my hands in the pockets of my hoodie and walked down the lonely streets of London. I felt my broken I-phone in my pocket and kept it nearby. I mumbled to myself as I walked and wiped the droplets of blood off of my now bleeding nose.
"Stop and give me all you have!" A dark voice shouted from behind me and something poked in the small of my back. My eyes grew to the size of golf balls and pulled out my cell phone and a few pounds I had in my jean pocket.
"Here this is all I have, please don't hurt me," I begged and handed the person my handful of things. He snatched the handful and chuckled, "Come on sweetheart, I know you have more than that."
Tears started to form in my eyes, "No, that's seriously all I have. Please let me go!" The poked in my lower back became extremely painful. "Now, I'm going to ask one more time, give me the rest of what you have and I'll let you go."
"I'm not shitting you, that's all I ha-" "SHUT UP AND JUST DO IT!" I started to cry and he inched the thing poking into my back farther. I stammered and tripped over my words as more tears split down my face. I was going to die. Right here. Right now. Bye mom, bye dad, bye Eli, Kellen, Kimberly, Zack. I love you all.
"Oi, leave her alone!" I heard a voice sound and high heels clacking down the sidewalk. The person holding me pushed me down and ran from the scene of the crime. I scraped my hands up rather good on the sidewalk. I sat there and cried for a while until I felt a someone touch my back. I raised my defenses and almost punched the person in the face. "Whoa, Darce hold on. I'm not going to hurt you," it was Niall's wife Samantha. She's technically my aunt, so that's what I call her.
"It's okay Darcy, I'm here." she cooed and I started to cry harder, putting my head in between her head and shoulder. She pat my back and rubbed it. I've been through a lot of shit today. "Why don't we walk back to my place and we can talk before you go home, darling. Is that all right? You can tell me anything."
So I did. I told her all about Jessie. I told her all about Zack. I told her all the blonde girl. I told her everything. And it felt good to get it off of my chest to somebody. Aunt Sam said she wouldn't tell anyone as long as I kept myself safe. Aunt Sam made hot tea and had some cookies left over from the other night from some get together she had with a club she's in. We snacked on those as we spoke to each other until she said that she could take me home to keep me safe.
After getting back home, I got a long needed shower and dressed in some comfy warm pajamas. I set my alarm clock to get up early for tomorrow. Tomorrow was the first day of school. Great. More Humiliation. I avoided my mother and father for, certain reasons, and just layed in bed thinking for about a few hours.
What mess of a hell hole did I get myself into?
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Hey guys Morgan :* thanks for reading. I'm going to bed. Night! :D
