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This is something that came to my mind one day. Its not finished and it is still a WIP. This portion has been betaed, but any remaining errors are mine. I dont know if the format will show well, but I tried to make it easy to read. Some of you may have seen this chapter at the comming attractions at HG, but since its down, I decided to post this here.I appreciate constructive criticism, so comment all you'd like. Without further ado, here is chapter one of Heartache. Enjoy!
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At HG I am known as BrokenHeartsBleed
Revelations
Richard felt the world shatter around him. How could Wickham have found out their secret? He knew the resemblance between the twins and Darcy was striking, but he never expected anyone to actually guess the truth. Most importantly, Richard wanted to know how Wickham had managed to gain access to the twins. He had to act and quickly, as infatuated as Wickham was with Elizabeth, they could not trust him not to harm Andrew.
Looking straight at Elizabeth he said, "We have to go." Elizabeth was taken aback by his tone at first but soon asked, "Where are we going?"
Richard hesitated before answering, "Look Lizzy, we have to get you into hiding. Obviously George isn't over his obsession, if he had the courage to kidnap Andrew; we don't know what else he might do. Who knows, he might even try to take you too."
He looked at Elizabeth who quickly stood up and began her rant. "You think I'm worried about my safety? MY SAFETY! I couldn't care less what happens to me; what I care about is my son. You have to help me get him back, you have to Richard! If you don't, I don't know what I'll do…" She began crying and Richard was at her side once more. "Look we have to get Henry, is he still at Clearview House?"
Elizabeth shook her head and began, "No, I had him removed once I found out. Georgie was there, and she said she would take him somewhere safe. After all, she still carries around those four bodyguards. I agreed to her taking; Henry, all we have to do is call her to find out where she took him." She began to sob once more and he could not do anything to comfort her except to tighten his hold on her and whisper "He'll be alright, Lizzy."
Richard was still embracing Elizabeth when Darcy opened the door to Richard's office. Darcy could not mistake the beautiful woman who was being embraced by his cousin. He felt his heart shatter into pieces, and he could do nothing but stand there staring at the scene unfolding before his eyes. Neither Richard nor Elizabeth had noticed his entrance into the room; Richard still held Elizabeth in a tight embrace, murmuring something into her ear. As his hurt increased, so did his anger. Were they not just moments ago speaking about her? Why had Richard brought up the subject, if he clearly had something going on with her.
His anger started to resurface, and he cleared his throat rather loudly while saying rather coldly, "I'm sorry to interrupt, Richard. Since you ran from my office I did not manage to get your signature on these documents, I assure you they cannot wait or else I would not have disturbed your little moment." Darcy's gaze fell upon Elizabeth, who had since then turned around to face him. He had expected to find a flustered Elizabeth, rosy and with signs of having had a romantic interlude with Richard, but what he found was an extremely teary-eyed Elizabeth Bennet.
Darcy looked at Elizabeth and whispered, "Lizzy are you okay?" it was the first time in months he had referred to her as that, Lizzy. Elizabeth knew not what to respond, all she could do was turn her back to him and look into Richard's eyes. Richard seeing her pleading decided to be the one to act, but before he could give any kind of explanation, Mikhail, Georgiana's bodyguard ran through the open door. He looked at the three other occupants and greeted them.
"Mr. Darcy," he gave a nod in his direction, and then turned towards Richard and Elizabeth. "Mr. Fitzwilliam, Mrs. Fitzwilliam" he greeted them once more and began to explain his reason for being there. "After Roman, Clive and Jude managed to take Miss Darcy and little Henry to the safe location we had discussed I decided to stay at Clearview to make sure everyone was okay. I was there for about five minutes when a messenger arrived. Bearing this letter addressed to Mr. Fitzwilliam. Knowing it might have something to do with the disappearance of the young Mr. Fitzwilliam, I decided to rush here and hand it over quickly."
He handed Richard an envelope with only his name on it. Richard took it and opened it. Meanwhile Darcy was thoroughly confused, he did not understand how Mikhail knew Elizabeth or why he had referred to her as Mrs. Fitzwilliam. He looked at Elizabeth, then at Richard, who was reading the letter and was extremely vexed when he heard Richard scream "That scoundrel! If he does anything to hurt him… I will kill him!." He then grabbed the lamp that sat on his desk and threw it across the room, where it hit the wall and shattered.
Darcy walked over to him and grabbed the letter from his cousin's hand. He read:
Richard,How long did you plan on keeping up this charade? You might have married her, but hear me when I say this Richard, if you ever touched Elizabeth, your nephew will be the one to pay for it. Why is it that when I find a remote possibility for happiness, you or your family manage to make it crumble? I am tired of always losing… I have the upper hand now; do you understand.
You will comply to my every demand, if you don't do what I ask, your stepson, nephew or what ever you want to call this brat, will pay for it. Don't think I will feel pity for him, after all he is Darcy's son. Although you have tried to pass him off as your son, I knew better. Their resemblance is spectacular; I wonder how Darcy never realized this child was his. It is of little importance now. I am sure that when he finds out the truth because he will find out he will be more than happy to do what I ask for.
I will be contacting you at Darcy's Park Lane home, be there when I call or Andrew will face the consequences. Remember what I ask for, I want two million dollars- in cash or else…Darcy might end up meeting only one of his sons.
George W
Darcy had absolutely no idea what had just occurred. His children? He did not understand. Looking up from the letter in his hand, he met Richard's eyes before, the latter looked away. Finally he could not stand the silence any longer. "Can someone please explain what is going on?" Richard looked at him and then at Elizabeth. "We know this probably doesn't look good on both our parts but we did it for the best." "Did what? I don't understand anything that s going on."
Richard looked around again; he wanted to leave. Now wasn't the time to confess everything. " Elizabeth is my wife, we married two and a half years ago. To be specific we married two months after your own wedding to Christine. You-We…Elizabeth and I have two sons, they're twins."
Richard saw the anger and frustration in Darcy's expression. "You two are married?" he said in disbelief. Richard continued "Today our eldest son, Andrew, he was kidnapped by George Wickham. Look, we need to use your Park Lane home."
Without waiting for an answer as wheather they could actually use his home, Richard grabbed Elizabeth's had and walked out the door. Confused beyond belief, Darcy followed them out the door and into the cold New York night.
So what did you guys think. I have a bit more wirtten but it isnt complete. If you really liked it so far, commenting will inspire my muse and I will be enticed to update soon. So go ahead and tell me what you think, I dont mind if its good or bad. Or if you'd rather not comment but contact me, just email me or hit me up on IM
