Chapter 6:
I Am Darcy Styles
I know who I am now. I know where I belong, I know where I fit. It's not here. It's with my family. I'd found my birth certificate, my parents are Harry Styles and Ariel Styles. I want to find them, I have to find them. Their everything to me. I know I'm running away, and I'm trying to prepare my best for that. I won't know how long I'll be till I find them. I've saved up as much money as I could, maybe I'll take a train, far away. I can't leave Darby though. Darby doesn't even know! I found the papers where my so called father, who I now called Alex in my head, had been blackmailing my real father. He took money from him, but never gave me back, and I had to keep my rage locked up up inside of me. I still had the key, now placed in my pocket and replaced with he paper airplane necklace. I almost felt complete, but I wanted to see my mother and father again, see my uncles. I can remember them kind of. My uncles names are Niall, Louis, Zayn, and Liam. I have faint memories of going out with them to get ice cream, uncle Niall taking me shopping. Uncle Louis giving me a charm bracelet on my birthday. The thing was, would they believe me? What if they kicked me to the curb without a second thought? They couldn't. I am Darcy Styles, the real Darcy Styles.
"Darcy are you ok?" I hear Mrs. Reid ask.
"Huh?" I snap out of my thoughts and look back up at her. "Yeah...I'm fine."
"Are you sure? You zoned out for a second."
"Yes." I say. "I was just thinking about a few things, there's been a lot on my mind lately."
"You can tell me."
"I can't." I murmur. "I really can't."
"Why not?"
"It's my secret. Not yours." I emphasize 'my'.
"Darcy, you can tell me anything. I can't tell anyone."
"You'll try to stop me, I know it."
"Stop you from what?" She presses.
"Leaving." I murmur, my lips pressing into a hard line.
"Leaving? Where are you going?"
"I've already said too much!" I cry out.
"Darcy, calm down." She places a hand on my forearm and I jerk away.
"No!" I say loudly. My voice becomes quiet again. "I can't tell you anymore."
"Then why'd you come here Darcy?"
"Because I need to remember."
"Remember what?"
"Where my parents are." I say.
"Your parents are here. Nowhere else."
"You don't know what I know. No one does. Not anyone but...but them."
"Who Darcy?"
"I'm sorry, I have to go." I murmur.
"Darcy you can't go anywhere! School will end soon." I ignore her words, running from the room and down the hall. What have I done? She could ruin everything for me! I run from the school front doors, and I keep running until I can't. I'm out of breath. What was I doing? What was happening to my life? A few people look at me funny, but I ignore the looks. The early spring air is a bit frosty, but it feels nice against my skin. Why did I have to tell Mrs. Reid?
***
My breath comes out in puffs of steam, and I rake a hand through my hair.
"Hey kid! Get outta the street!" Someone yells, honking at me. I immediately jump out of the street, pulled from the deep sea of my thoughts. My phone rings. I answer, letting out a shaky breath.
"H-hello?"
"Darcy Gold get your ass home now!" The sky is dark, and I know I'm in trouble.
"What do you want?" I ask my 'father'.
"Darcy you get home now!" He booms. I hang up the phone, beginning to walk down the street and home. As soon as I enter the front door they are sitting there, Darby probably upstairs. "Where have you been?" 'Dad' asks.
"We heard about your little incident at school." 'Mom' spits.
"I don't even care what you heard or didn't hear. Ok? How about you take a little time to process that?" I say rudely.
"Darcy Gold!" She hisses. I fight the urge to say, 'don't you mean Styles?'.
"Who are you?" My 'father' asks quietly.
"I could ask the same of you." I say, turning and walking to my room. And I meant it.
***
1 Day Later
My 'parents' were a bit on the icy side today, considering we had a little spat.
"You really made them angry last night." Darby says. We both sit in my bed, watching TV.
"I know..." I murmur.
"Darcy what is going on with you?" She turns to me, turning off the TV so she'll have my full attention. I sit up a little more.
"Darby you don't want to know." I say.
"I just asked so yes I do."
"I'm trying to protect you from it."
"From what?"
"Everything!" I bark.
"What are you keeping from Darcy? I want to know, now."
"You want to, but you aren't."
"I'm not giving up on this, tell me."
"Ok, fine. You asked for it."
AUTHORS NOTE: Not particularly proud of this chapter. Leave a vote please, bye!
P.S
I do NOT edit so I apologize for any grammatical errors.
P.P.S
I DID NOT EXPLAIN, SORRY! I couldn't fit it in anywhere, it felt unnatural to bring it up out of nowhere, hope you understand why I didn't explain why they changed their names.
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Fanfiction12 year old Darcy Gold has always been different, brown haired and green eyed, different then the rest of her family. Darcy soon uncovers secrets from the past, sending her on a journey in search of her father and mother. There's a catch, her father...
