FOR A BROTHER

Chapter4

I opened my eyes and sat up realising I was still in the car.

For a moment I almost forgot what happened but then reality hit me.

I'd only been asleep for 20 minutes when we pulled up outside Damien's house.

My legs were shaking and I was freezing, I didn't know whether that was the shock or it was generally cold.

"How you feeling?" Harry mumbled from beside me.

I nodded my head "I'm fine".

I didn't want to stay here tonight in a way i just wanted to go home, after today I wouldn't be going back to this group even for my brother, because I know this wouldn't be what he wanted.

"Shall we get you a glass of water?" Beau said as I stepped out of the car.

"And what about a warm bath?"

I nodded and walked towards the door after Damien.

I walked in and the house didn't smell like smoke, it was fresh.

"Guessing the cleaners been" beau laughed and lead me into the kitchen.

"I'll run you a bath" Damien said smiling and walking up the stairs.

I sipped a tiny bit of water with refreshed me. I felt dirty and disgusting.

I couldn't believe this had happened.

I was in too much shock to speak and If anyone put food near me id feel physically sick.

Beau walked me up stairs towards the bathroom and their lay a hot bubbly bath.

"Here you go"she said handing me a towell. I didn't feel happy getting dressed infront of a see through door.

HARRYS POV

I walked up the stairs to check on Darcy but I realised she was getting dressed.

I couldn't help but stare at her soft tanned back and she took her top of, her ever so skinny thighs and her bum that stuck out.

I walked into the bedroom and sat down on the bed...

Their was something not right with this girl, she was mysterious and was hiding something. I did feel bad for her, she'd only met us a few times and this had already happened!

From now on I promise myself I won't let anything happen to her. I can't watch the same thing happen to her as it did to my sister, I won't have it.

DARCYS POV

"She's just a little girl beau!" Damien screamed as I blocked my ears whilst I was in the bath trying not to listen.

"It's not my fault Damien!" Beau screamed back.

I climbed out of the bath and wrapped a towel around me.

My soaking wet hair dripped down my back slowly they reminded me of the tears I had cried earlier.

I felt cleaner, but not much cleaner.

How did I get this vile feeling off of me.

As I opened the bathroom door Damien and beau were standing their arguing.

"Oh hi darc how was the bath? Feel better" Damien said smiling.

I rolled my eyes and walked into the bedroom were Harry was sitting.

"What something to eat? It will make you feel better?"

"Or maybe a walk to clear your head?" Damien continued.

"I'm fine now can you stop treating me like I'm a child. I'm fucking fine" I said shaking my head.

"Sorry we didn't realise" beau continued.

"Well no body ever does" I said looking at Harry who was laughing at me.

"Something funny?" I snapped.

"No no" he smirked.

This seriously wasn't the time to wind me up.

"Well then why are you laughing?" I shook my head.

"Because when your angry it makes me laugh, and you need to chill out" he said standing up.

"Chill out? Fucking chill out. You have no idea what I've been through. And what just happened to me, and your telling me to chill out?!" I screamed and I could tell they was in shock when I lost my temper.

"Oh here she goes little miss princess is at it talking about herself again" Harry laughed.

"Harry leav....

Damien tried to continue but I interrupted him.

"Little miss princess you are so clueless and oblivious to the fact that if you lot carry on the way you do now you will loose everything and everyone around you!" I screamed.

"We like living this way, your opinion is un wanted. Now why don't you take you and your slaggy self away from us" Harry stood up moving towards me.

"I'm a what?" I whispered feeling my blood boil.

"HARRY STOP" Damien said running into the room.

"A slag" Harry whispered in my ear.

My hand met the side of his face and slapped him so hard I felt his face turn.

I ran down stairs and ran out the back door, it was raining. Brilliant and I was in a towel.

their was a small step right at the back which I went and sat on.

HARRYS POV

"Your such a dick" beau shook her head.

"She started it?" I said shaking my head realising that maybe I took it too far.

"She's a young girl Harry you don't speak to her like that" Damien said walking towards me.

"You don't even know her? Who cares" I said sitting back down.

"Go and say sorry" beau said pointing towards the stairs like I was some sort of dog.

"Why" I shook my head.

"Fucking go!" Damien shouted and I walked downstairs.

I looks out the back and saw Darcy sitting their on her own in a towel.

It was pouring with rain and in a way I felt kind of bad.

My hair was getting soaked as I slowly walked over to Darcy.

I sat down next to her and looked at her.

"Go away harry" Darcy said pulling her towel up.

"Look I'm sorry" I snapped quickly before I could stop myself from saying it.

"I'm not interested" she said facing me and it looked like she'd been crying.

"Are you crying?" I said grabbing the side of her face.

"No it's the rain" She said tugging away and wiping her tears.

"I didn't mean to make you upset"

She shook her head and faced down.

"We won't let anything happen to you again" I said smiling at her.

"It's not that, the last thing I wanted was to be arguing with someone after what happened. And then for you to call me a slag I just..." She stopped mid sentence and looked towards the sky.

"I'm sorry I sometimes flip. I've got anger problems real bad" I said soon realising I shouldn't of told her.

"Sorry for slapping you" she said looking up at my face.

"I deserved it" I laughed.

Darcy got up and walked towards the door.

"So, friends?" I shouted across the garden.

She looked back around smiled and shook her head.

What did she mean no.

Now I looked like a idiot.