The Two Of Us

Chapter 10

Darcy's POV

"how dare that dickhead take my diary?!" I scream, punching the air around me. Zoë is trying to calm me down.

"Dar.. chill.. it musn't be intentional. He might not have known."

"Yea. He didn't seem like the kind of guy who'd do that." Hazel says pulling me into a chair.

He might not have taken it intentionally but it was way beyond precious. It had the only photo of my mom. My real mom. Her name was Elizabeth. She was just perfect with her grey eyes, her melt-my-heart smile and her beautiful dirty blonde hair. My heart swells at that memory and butterflies flutter in my stomach. Her lavender mixed with mint smell. How I used to cuddle up in her lap. Tears fill my eyes before I can even realize it. I rub my eyes with the back of my sleeve. Neither Hazel nor Zoë notices it. I really loved my mom. She died in a car accident. I didn't see her much in her last days, as she always pretty much used to be busy. My stepmother, Rose D'Costa McField- will's mother started going out when I was 9 and got married in the same year. After they got married, she and will kept my family's last name. Rose- my mother is always out because of her job which is in New York, though she comes around every twice a month to us.

Anger fills me. How can I be so careless and let Henry take my diary. Actually it is his fault. But my subconscious mocks at me telling me that it mustn't be his fault if I had left it behind. I don't even know him.

It's been what? Hardly five hours that I've known him and I want to believe it that he did not take the book.

"Henry will pay for this." I say before I can stop myself. I sigh.

"Im gonna pay for what?" Henry asks. Zoë and hazel stare at each other and then stare blankly as if guilty. I draw a sharp breath.

"My diary, Henry." I stand up and ask him quietly at the same time, I stare at him dead serious. I put every inch of fury into those words.

He puts his hands up in a surrendering gesture and smiles at me.

"Whoa. I have it but I didn't read it okay? Besides, you forgot it there. "

I frown and then remember, of course I kept it on the desk. Damn. I step away from him. This is beyond embarrassing.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry Henry. I thought---"

"Nah. That's okay. Hey! There is a party next week. Saturday night. Wanna come?"

"Oh. No. I don't drink." I say taking my diary.

"Ooo.. ship up Dar. Yes. She is coming to the party. When is it?" Zoë asks flashing her eyelashes and smiling innocently at him. I open my mouth to protest but she holds me back.

"Cool. See you then." Henry says grinning at me.

I notice Hazel looking blankly at Henry as he leaves the room. And then a faint pink creeps up to her cheeks and she looks away. I catch a really small smile tugging at the corner of her lips.

I turn to her and raise my eyebrows at her.

"What?" She asks innocently and crestfallen at the same time.

"I know you like Henry." I say. I feel a tinge of anger inside me but obviously ignore it. I am not comfortable with that. I keep my feeling inside me for a while.

"So what? He's hot anyways. And have you seen his manners?" Hazel says. Her cheeks are red and there is excitement in her voice.

Zoë puts her hand up and nods her head vigorously.

"Oh yes. I completely agree with your choice." And with that, they start giggling hysterically. Idiots. I roll my eyes on both of them. I check the time- it's 8:00.

"Guys. Stop you idiots. It's time for dinner." I say and hazel lightly punches my arm.

We head for dinner and see Davis and Henry with their friends. They are all laughing and giggling about something. Davis catches my eye and his smile disintegrates in less than a second. Fear replaces it. Then he quickly looks away like nothing happened. I wonder what that was about. Why would he be afraid? Weird. Zoë snaps me back to my senses. And we take a table adjacent to them.

We talk for a while about random stuff then the conversation turns to family and out past.

"My mum died in a car accident when I was fifteen" I say. I used tear up saying this. I've learnt to live with it. I hear gasps from both of them

"Omg. Dar that's so sad."

"Yeah. It sucks. Will is my stepbrother but we are really close. He is like the best friend i never had. I was homeschooled." I when i see the confused look on their faces.

"See. My dad had me with my mom. Then she died, he married my stepmom- Rose D'Costa McField. She had already given birth to a child with another man- Will. So yeah. It's okay if you don't understand. It's kinda complicated. Don't stress it." I say smiling with effort at the frown on their faces. I casually glance towards Henry's have and catch Davis staring at out table. Henry nudges him and he looks ahead and whispers something in his ear. Why is he acting like that? Never mind. I don't care.

The conversation turns towards Zoë. I find that she had gotten pregnant and had an abortion because her parents hated her boyfriend.

"It was so bad. I should never have told my dad that I was pregnant. Harry and I, we were going to run away but my father caught me at midnight. He forced me to have an abortion. And then we moved over here. In California. I didn't leave my house for over six months. Dark times." Zoë says her eyes lost millions of Miles away.

"Anyways." She says trying to change the subject." Let's just go to our room. I'm super tired." She gets up hurried and I see the staring of a tear at the corner of her eye.

I glance at Hazel, who looks equally horrified. We eat our food in silence talking about studies. We stand up and go to our rooms. I take my diary and go through it. I sigh and look out from my open window. The cool breeze entering in the room. I dose off.

I'm driving a car, sitting in the drivers' seat. I look behind me, trying not to loose control of the steering wheel. I an shaking from head to toe, my blood is alive with the fresh rush of adrenaline. I look at the mirrors which are cracked by a bullets. I risk a glance from the window. I see them. Following me. One of them shoot at me. The bullet misses me by millimetres. I speed my own Audi. I have almost left them behind. I am wet with perspiration. I exhale the breath I had been holding for so long. I try to calm my breath and look ahead, a sudden pang of adrenaline rushes through me, I sit there, my white knuckles stiff with excess adrenaline and fear. My face goes suddenly pale. I see two Porsche coming straight at me. I scream and the car crashes straight at me.

BOOM!

I wake up screaming...