"Darcy's pov"
1 week. A week of pure torture, not seeing, or hearing her.
I still find myself going into her room, and laying on her tiny bed, waiting to sing, or tell her a story.
Luke and I, starting tomorrow morning, are throwing ourselves into work.
We won't see much of each-other, as he works day's, and I work nights, Dancing.
Actually looking at the schedule, we won't see each-other at all.
I work from 5 Pm until 5 Am, then sleep part of between.
Luke works from 4 Am until 6 Pm. He goes to work at 4.
"Luke?" I call out.
"Yeah" Luke yells, from downstairs.
"Just wondered if you were still home." I say, walking downstairs.
"Yes." He say's.
Things are quite awkward between us, since she passed, because I still blame myself, and he is trying to convince me not to.
"What do you want, for dinner?" I ask, standing in the kitchen.
"Um, whatever you feel like making"
"So, Chicken in tomato sauce on noodles, is what you want?"
He smiles cheekily, and nods.
That's the first time I've made him smile since she passed.
I have dinner ready, in about 45 minutes, and we sit together, in silence.
"It's really good, Darcy."
"Thank's Luke" I say, and he conversation ends.
That's when my phone ring's, so I excuse myself, only eating a bite.
Luke shoots me a look, that I can't read.
"Darcy Styles." I say, not bothering to read who called.
"Didn't read the caller I.D" Holly asks with a chuckle.
"Nope, why you calling?"
"I need a reason to call my Best Friend, and boyfriends sister?" She asks.
"Yup."
That's right, Holly and my Brother have been dating for almost 2 years.
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