Hello, Darcy.
Dark.
It’s been a week since the tragic death of my Mum happened, I didn’t know or little do I know how to feel right now. All I could do is stare straight at the blank wall across from my bed or just watch the gloomy skies fade into the dark night. That’s how I was, I went from gloomy bright. The 17 year old wreckless clumsy teen that was getting her life back together, but then tragedy struck and as much as my mind is clouded with so many emotions and problems, possibly with faint disembodied evil voices in my head talking to me, I clearly know that I have fallen back into the darkness.
My thoughts are interrupted by a faint knock behind me. “Darcy?”
I don’t bother turning around, as I kept my attention outside the window. I start to feel annoyed as the voices in my head start becoming louder and faint.
“Darcy?” Harry calls out again.
“What? I heard you.” I snapped. I heard him sigh loudly, clearly he was annoyed by my actions as I was to these voices in my head.
“What do you want anyways?” I rudely asked.
“I just finished talking to the morgue and such, letting you know that you need to eat.” He said calmly. I scoffed at his pathetic sentence. How could he be so calm about this situation? Mum just died and literally acts like nothing happened.
“I’m not hungry.” I hissed.
“Darcy, you haven’t eaten all week, just please one little bite-“
“I’m not a fucking baby!” I said, through my teeth, trying hard not to raise my voice. I heard his hands slap loudly on his thighs, making me jolt up.
“What do you want me to do Darcy? Huh? I am clearly trying to help you out here and watch over you, just as I promised your Mum.” He argued.
“Kill.” The first voice, sounded loud and clear. “Kill, Kill, Kill” The voices were now chanting. I gripped my hair in my hands, pulling it from frustration of the voices. I couldn’t bare hear the word Mum anymore because clearly, I just lost one.
“You want to help me?! GET OUT!” I screeched. I heard him walking closer, but I quickly turned around and flung my arms trying to keep him away. I noticed the horror and disbelief in his voice.
“YOU CAN’T HELP ME, AND YOU NEVER WILL! JUST GET OUT!” I screamed one last time before he fled out of my room without shutting the door. I abruptly shut the door as hard as I can, getting my anger off from it.
I didn’t even realize that my eyes were blurred with tears until the loud sobs escaped my mouth. I sobbed uncontrollably, throwing and bashing everything in sight and banging my fists on the wall. As much as my fists were bruised and swollen now, I didn’t care. The pain was bearable.
Kill, Kill, Kil- The voices were back. No matter how much I try to avoid them, they kept ringing in my mind. Kill, Kill, Ki- They were getting louder and louder, demanding me in each way to Kill. I finally couldn’t take it anymore and ran into the bathroom, searching through every cabinet. Finally I settled on a prescripted bottle. Pain killers. One last time I thought thoroughly to myself if this is what I wanted, if this was my final decision to leave. Kill the voices answered quickly before me, and without hesitation I unscrewed the bottle, and poured the deadly white pills into the palm of my hand. Finally the last word in my mind Kill, as I gulped the pills in one.
I eventually crashed and calmed myself down as I laid on my bed feeling the heavy drugs kick in. I felt sick to my stomach, along with the room swirling and spinning.hugging my pillow tightly with smudged tears on my face, making the pillow cover damp. Tiny whimpers and sobs still managed to escape my mouth thinking of what I just did, but I gave the voices a chance. They got what they wanted, and now I finally lay here slowly leaving every little problem I had…
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Harry’s P.O.V.
I sat here on the round table with my hands crossed, and my forehead pressed against them, with the untouched dinner plate that I prepared for Darcy across from me along with a calendar and a few papers in front of me.
I sighed in frustration as I thought about Darcy just a few minutes ago. What have I just done to make her snap off on me like that? What was I doing wrong as a father that just lost the one he loved? Did Darcy not understand how I felt about the situation as well? I may not have shown any emotion earlier, but deep down inside my heart I was shattered, and there was no way I could fix anything. Honestly, what did I do wrong?
I noticed the sounds upstairs from Darcy’s wild violent rampage has seemed to stopped, and I guess now was a good idea to check up on her.
I made my way up, slowly walking. I didn’t know why but every time I tried to take a fast step, I seemed as if something was stopping me and slowing me down. Of course I didn’t really think much of it as I finally made it to Darcy’s door, pressing my ear up to it. It seemed oddly quiet, yet more of a dead silence.
“Darcy?” I called out, softly knocking.
“Darcy?” I called out again, this time with my fist banging loudly.
“DARCY I SAID OPEN THE DO-“ I gave up and grabbed the keys from my pocket. I had a gut feeling, nothing was right. My hands were shaking as soon as I held the key up to the knob.
I soon opened the door, and was instantly knocked with cold air from her open window. The room was dark as ever, the wrong dark feeling. I noticed her body was laying flat down on her face on the bed, as her arm draped over the pillows.
“Darcy?” I asked quietly as I took careful steps towards her. “Darc-“
Her skin felt so ice cold, and I instantly knew there was something extremely wrong. I flipped her whole body over to see her eyes were closed tightly, and her arms and legs were limp. Her lips looking pale as ever.
“No no no no no…” My voice shook. I sat next to her and carried her body, trying to make her sit up. I lowered my head down to her chest and heard no single heart beat.
“Darcy?” I asked desperately. “Darcy, wake up!” I grabbed her phone by the desk as I quickly dialed the numbers.
“999.” The woman said.
“Help me, please send an ambulance over!” I cried.
“Sir, will you tell me what happened?” She asked.
“My daughter! She’s- I don’t know but her body is cold and limp right now so please!”
“Alright sir, your address?” She asked.
“771 Hill Road Street, Manchester.” I quickly stated.
“Okay sir, we’re on our way.” She said.
“Please hurry!” I cried desperately.
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My tears flowed down nonstop as the Nurses hook oxygen tubes to her body. I stayed behind as I stand here by the window watching her weak body trying to respond with the machines. I couldn’t help but think I’d loose her. I couldn’t loose her. She was the only last one I’ve ever loved to stand.
“Mr. Styles!” I heard a familiar faint voice call. I instantly looked up to see Ryan, who was still in his uniform.
“Ryan.” I choked.
“Where’s Darcy?! Where is she?!” He asked with tears brimming his eyes. I slowly pointed to Darcy with my shaking hand.
“Ho- What happened?” He asked worried.
“I don- I don’t know Ryan, I just found her in bed laying not breathing and she was pale.” I cried. He shook his head in disbelief.
“Ryan please, tell them to do the best they can to help her.” I pleaded. “I can’t bare to loose her, she’s all I have left.” My voice drifted as I looked back over to Darcy who was now fully hooked to wires, yet she was peacefully asleep so to say.
"We'll try our best Mr. Styles... I can't bare to loose her either."
My thoughts are interrupted by a faint knock behind me. “Darcy?”
I don’t bother turning around, as I kept my attention outside the window. I start to feel annoyed as the voices in my head start becoming louder and faint.
“Darcy?” Harry calls out again.
“What? I heard you.” I snapped. I heard him sigh loudly, clearly he was annoyed by my actions as I was to these voices in my head.
“What do you want anyways?” I rudely asked.
“I just finished talking to the morgue and such, letting you know that you need to eat.” He said calmly. I scoffed at his pathetic sentence. How could he be so calm about this situation? Mum just died and literally acts like nothing happened.
“I’m not hungry.” I hissed.
“Darcy, you haven’t eaten all week, just please one little bite-“
“I’m not a fucking baby!” I said, through my teeth, trying hard not to raise my voice. I heard his hands slap loudly on his thighs, making me jolt up.
“What do you want me to do Darcy? Huh? I am clearly trying to help you out here and watch over you, just as I promised your Mum.” He argued.
“Kill.” The first voice, sounded loud and clear. “Kill, Kill, Kill” The voices were now chanting. I gripped my hair in my hands, pulling it from frustration of the voices. I couldn’t bare hear the word Mum anymore because clearly, I just lost one.
“You want to help me?! GET OUT!” I screeched. I heard him walking closer, but I quickly turned around and flung my arms trying to keep him away. I noticed the horror and disbelief in his voice.
“YOU CAN’T HELP ME, AND YOU NEVER WILL! JUST GET OUT!” I screamed one last time before he fled out of my room without shutting the door. I abruptly shut the door as hard as I can, getting my anger off from it.
I didn’t even realize that my eyes were blurred with tears until the loud sobs escaped my mouth. I sobbed uncontrollably, throwing and bashing everything in sight and banging my fists on the wall. As much as my fists were bruised and swollen now, I didn’t care. The pain was bearable.
Kill, Kill, Kil- The voices were back. No matter how much I try to avoid them, they kept ringing in my mind. Kill, Kill, Ki- They were getting louder and louder, demanding me in each way to Kill. I finally couldn’t take it anymore and ran into the bathroom, searching through every cabinet. Finally I settled on a prescripted bottle. Pain killers. One last time I thought thoroughly to myself if this is what I wanted, if this was my final decision to leave. Kill the voices answered quickly before me, and without hesitation I unscrewed the bottle, and poured the deadly white pills into the palm of my hand. Finally the last word in my mind Kill, as I gulped the pills in one.
I eventually crashed and calmed myself down as I laid on my bed feeling the heavy drugs kick in. I felt sick to my stomach, along with the room swirling and spinning.hugging my pillow tightly with smudged tears on my face, making the pillow cover damp. Tiny whimpers and sobs still managed to escape my mouth thinking of what I just did, but I gave the voices a chance. They got what they wanted, and now I finally lay here slowly leaving every little problem I had…
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Harry’s P.O.V.
I sat here on the round table with my hands crossed, and my forehead pressed against them, with the untouched dinner plate that I prepared for Darcy across from me along with a calendar and a few papers in front of me.
I sighed in frustration as I thought about Darcy just a few minutes ago. What have I just done to make her snap off on me like that? What was I doing wrong as a father that just lost the one he loved? Did Darcy not understand how I felt about the situation as well? I may not have shown any emotion earlier, but deep down inside my heart I was shattered, and there was no way I could fix anything. Honestly, what did I do wrong?
I noticed the sounds upstairs from Darcy’s wild violent rampage has seemed to stopped, and I guess now was a good idea to check up on her.
I made my way up, slowly walking. I didn’t know why but every time I tried to take a fast step, I seemed as if something was stopping me and slowing me down. Of course I didn’t really think much of it as I finally made it to Darcy’s door, pressing my ear up to it. It seemed oddly quiet, yet more of a dead silence.
“Darcy?” I called out, softly knocking.
“Darcy?” I called out again, this time with my fist banging loudly.
“DARCY I SAID OPEN THE DO-“ I gave up and grabbed the keys from my pocket. I had a gut feeling, nothing was right. My hands were shaking as soon as I held the key up to the knob.
I soon opened the door, and was instantly knocked with cold air from her open window. The room was dark as ever, the wrong dark feeling. I noticed her body was laying flat down on her face on the bed, as her arm draped over the pillows.
“Darcy?” I asked quietly as I took careful steps towards her. “Darc-“
Her skin felt so ice cold, and I instantly knew there was something extremely wrong. I flipped her whole body over to see her eyes were closed tightly, and her arms and legs were limp. Her lips looking pale as ever.
“No no no no no…” My voice shook. I sat next to her and carried her body, trying to make her sit up. I lowered my head down to her chest and heard no single heart beat.
“Darcy?” I asked desperately. “Darcy, wake up!” I grabbed her phone by the desk as I quickly dialed the numbers.
“999.” The woman said.
“Help me, please send an ambulance over!” I cried.
“Sir, will you tell me what happened?” She asked.
“My daughter! She’s- I don’t know but her body is cold and limp right now so please!”
“Alright sir, your address?” She asked.
“771 Hill Road Street, Manchester.” I quickly stated.
“Okay sir, we’re on our way.” She said.
“Please hurry!” I cried desperately.
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My tears flowed down nonstop as the Nurses hook oxygen tubes to her body. I stayed behind as I stand here by the window watching her weak body trying to respond with the machines. I couldn’t help but think I’d loose her. I couldn’t loose her. She was the only last one I’ve ever loved to stand.
“Mr. Styles!” I heard a familiar faint voice call. I instantly looked up to see Ryan, who was still in his uniform.
“Ryan.” I choked.
“Where’s Darcy?! Where is she?!” He asked with tears brimming his eyes. I slowly pointed to Darcy with my shaking hand.
“Ho- What happened?” He asked worried.
“I don- I don’t know Ryan, I just found her in bed laying not breathing and she was pale.” I cried. He shook his head in disbelief.
“Ryan please, tell them to do the best they can to help her.” I pleaded. “I can’t bare to loose her, she’s all I have left.” My voice drifted as I looked back over to Darcy who was now fully hooked to wires, yet she was peacefully asleep so to say.
"We'll try our best Mr. Styles... I can't bare to loose her either."
This is SOOOOOOOO good! You are a true diamond in the rough. Can't wait to see what happens next.
7/7/15