Music.. Marcel

Chapter 4

Phone fixed xD yay

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~Darcy's Pov~

I looked at his unsure face, "is everything okay?" I question.

I seemed to knock all of his thought out of place, "huh?" he looked up at me.

"Is everything okay?" I looked down.

I don't think he trusts me! His hurt eyes seem to be misunderstanding! I care about Marcel so much! his soft green eyes, his brown hair, and his personality! His nerd like attitude doesn't botherer me at all! he's pretty cute!

He shook his head in sadness, "nothing!" his whole attitude changed! he's not the happy an caring Marcel.

The doctor scooted past Marcel and came to me, "let's just glue patch of blood and you can go!" he smiled and squirted this glue look stuff of my bloody scar.

"Thanks!" I say smiling as he gets done.

"No problem you are free to go!" he said grabbing the glue and leaving.

"Come on Marcel, lets get some donuts!" I said looking at the time, 9:30,

"O..okay" he stuttered and walked out.

"Marcel!" I yelled for him.

I saw his head pop back in. "I need help!" I giggled.

He came over and put my arm around his neck and resting on his shoulder and helping me limp outside to the car.

He got in and started it up and heading for, "Dunkin' Donuts"

He pulled in and we both got out, Marcel helping me limp to the door. "Thanks" I smiled at him, he smiled a little but it went back to a frown.

"Marcel!" I said stern.

"Yeah?" he looked up.

"What is wrong? do you not trust me? Mar! you can trust me, I put everything on my mom! that u can trust me! I promise! Marcel, I would die for u trust me!!!" Tears started to glance out my eyes.

He looked up at me and had hurt eyes, "I'm s..sorry.."

"No! Marcel don't be sorry, I understand how u can't trust people but me! you can trust." I told him.

He started to show a smile. "Let's get donuts!"

"Sounds good." I smirked up at him ordering door.

A month past of me being at the school, and bein Marcel's friend. He's started to talk to me more and more, now were fully trustful with each other. It's almost Marcel's birthday to, just a week left.

~Marcel's Pov~

I grabbed my bag from my locker and walked out meeting Darcy, "hey Darc." I smile walking out to her.

"Hey, what are we gonna do today?" she asked getting into my car.

"I have to show u something." I put all trust in her, which isn't much. But I am.

"Okay, sounds fun!" she giggled.

I drove out to a shack with trees around it. "What's this Marcel?"

"Your see," I smiled getting out and running to her door to let her out and taking her into my shack I bought.

We entered and her eyes gleamed around the beautiful instruments, and the writing on the walls, "Marcel!" she gasped, "what is this?"

"My studio, I bought with my money I saved up, it's not fully paid off but It we'll be soom!" I smiled.

"Oh wow this is... it's amazing! breath taking!" she squealed.

"Thanks!" I blushed.

"Yeah," she giggled a bit and looked around the studio. Her sweat shirt arms went over her hands and her dark blue skinny jeans permed her legs.

I went to the piano and showed off my talent a bit, hitting the notes to "Say something"

"Marcel," she was breathless, "thats..thats beautiful I had no idea u could do that."

I looked up, "no one could!"

She smiled and looked at her phone, letting her sleeve slither down her arm. I looked at her scarred arm, "Dar..darcy.." I quivered.

"What?" she looked down at the showing of scars she probably did. Tears crashed down her soft hurt eyes to her tearful skin.

"Why," I tried staying strong, but I just broke, tears claimed my pours.

She looked down at her teared up arm, she moved the sleeve down, covering back up, "m..m..my mom," she paused and looked up at me with hurt eyes, "my mom, she started doing drugs, and she... started to abuse me," she gulped with tears.

"Darcy!" I cried.

"She calls me ugly every day, she seems nice but once, you leave she flames!" she fell to her knees, "I make one mistake and my ass is no where close to living!"

"But ur not!" I fessed.

"She hits me and only me, no reason.. just me!" she cleared her throat.

"Why didn't u tell me?" I stumbled to her.

"I didn't want u to be sad, Marcel, this whole month every day, ur smile brightens every damn day, you don't know how much that makes me feel, I love u like a brother, Marcel! your the only thing I got in life!" Tears fell from floor to under ground.

"Darcy," I lifted her chin up to my level, "you've been the only thing in my life, that actually made me smile, made me laugh!"

"That's not true, ur mom gemma?" she tried to smile but I could tell it hurt to much for her.

"Yeah, but you make me smile and laugh everyday, every second! your my only friend!"

She planted a smile on her face.

"Darcy, let's get some dinner!" I told her changing the subject.

She shook her head in sniffles.

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