"Your Still The One?" A Liam Fanfic Sequel to "Nobody Compares" by EB

Chapter 15

Darlyn's POV:

            I don't want to be the reason ever for Liam or his family to not get along. I am not that type of girl who would ever want to cause trouble or being accused of something as low as being called a golddigger. God knows that is the last thing on my mind. My eyes dart to the broken young woman a few steps away from me her voice is  full of hate, and pain. And standing in front of her is the man I love, her brother, my boyfriend, my everything. How can I stand there and watch them argue over and over. I want to fix this but I know she won't give me the time of day to even hear me out.  She pushes him away and the tears in my eyes start to run down faster than the second it took me to wipe them out trying to hide them away.

             I have made it on my own my whole life without the help of no one with the exception of my grandparents. I have taken care of my sisters and myself all on my own all along. I ran as fast I could run on my heels inside their house, upstairs back to Liam's room, and hid myself inside his bathroom. There's not a lot of places I could runaway to but this was far enough from the turmoil disaster happening downstairs. Tears ran down my face because I am more embarrassed and heart broken that no matter what I will do, I will always be the other one in Nicola's eyes.

            Why is her approval so important to me? Because I love Liam. My sub conscience yells at me Yeah but your relationship is not with Nicola though? and I yell at her to leave me the hell alone that she is wrong. I need a relationship with Nicola she is his sister after all and I don't want anything to come up in between them, specially me. I take a look at myself in the mirror and my eyes are starting to swell and they dart to the heart lock pendant. I bring my hand  to my chest grasping it tight and my eyes close. " I love you and i want you, just you" his words replay on my mind like it was just yesterday making me forget about the hell of events that has happened within short days.  

            "Babe" his voice filters through the sill of the door while tapping on it lightly.

It takes me a second as I open my eyes to realize I'm still standing there in front of the mirror holding my pendant.

            "Babe I'm really sorry about all of this" he says again and his voice is low and there is sadness behind it.

            "Can you open the door? We don't have to talk about it just come out or let me in."  his hand turns the handle once or twice but its still locked and he stops. I place my hand on the door handle and as much as I want to open it I don't want him to see me like this. I stay quiet instead for a minute and fix my appearance before deciding if to come out. 

            "Fine!  I'll just sit here and wait by the door all night then but I'm not moving" his words are a little louder and sharp now as I can hear his back roll down slowly by the door making a low thump. A small smile falls out from my mouth because I know this is something that is more of a promise more than anything. I open the door all suddenly and he falls back looking up at me as I look down at him.

            "There's my girl, hello there" he mutters his arms crossed in front of him.

            "I'm fine" I mutter back. I walk past him and help him up from the floor. I move over to the bed and I lay down covering myself with the sheets.

            "You're lying. You're not fine."

            "If you were you wouldn't lock yourself in there, and come straight to bed so early."