A/N: So, I started posting this elsewhere and have gotten good feedback from it, so I thought I'd post it here and see what happens. Right now, it won't be classified as R, just around a PG-13 level. Later on it might change, but if it does I'll make sure to include a warning at the top of the chapter.
Just to give you a back story, this story idea came to me when I was listening to Dashboard Confessional one day, which would explain the song title. The song that I've used in this fic is the song that inspired me to write. In all the chapters a DC song will be used, though when I get to chapters that might need a "happier" song, I might deviate and pick a different artist to convey the mood and feeling. The song included in this chapter is "Best Deceptions" and if you go to , you can find the song. I would suggest listening to it while reading because it gives the story a different quality. Anywho, this story is unbeta'd, so please don't blast me out too badly for mistakes that are in the chapter.
Disclaimer: Don't own it, never will.
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Darcy sat in darkness in his living room, waiting for Caroline to come home. He was quite disturbed by what he had been told the earlier that day. As he sat there, he heard the lock turn in the door and the door open. He waited a few moments and heard the door close, the lock click back into place, and the click of her heels as she walked down the hall towards where he was sitting.
She walked in a few seconds later and Darcy clicked the light on, startling Caroline.
"Will!" she exclaimed when she saw him.
Darcy didn't say anything and watched as she nervously smoothed her hair and picked at invisible lint on her clothes.
"Where have you been?" he asked her with frightening calmness.
"What do you mean? You know where I've been. I've been with the girls since I haven't seen them in a week," she told him as she made her way over to give him a kiss on the lips. At the last moment, he turned his head and she got his cheek.
When she pulled back, she looked at him quizzically.
"Will, darling, what's wrong?"
Will reached onto the table beside him and threw the papers that were on it in front of Caroline. "Would you care to explain this?"
Caroline looked at the papers and paled when she saw the front pages.
"Will, I can explain!" she desperately said.
"In all honesty Caroline, I don't want to hear it," he told her as he stood up, towering over her.
I heard about your
trip.
I heard about your souvenirs.
I heard about the cool
breeze, in the cool nights,
And the cool guys that you spent them
with.
Well I guess I should have heard of them from you.
I
guess I should have heard of them from you.
On the cover of the newspapers were pictures of Caroline. They are from when she was supposed to be on a business trip in Europe. Instead, it seems that she had gone to the Caribbean. And she wasn't alone. All the articles feature her on the arm of George Wickham and include more racy photos of them kissing and groping at certain hot spots.
Don't you see, don't
you see, that the charade is over?
And all the "Best
Deceptions" and "Clever Cover Story" awards go to
you.
So kiss me hard 'cause this will be the last time that I let
you.
You will be back someday and this awkward kiss that tells of
other people's lips will be of service to keeping you away.
Darcy looked at Caroline with a frightening intensity, causing Caroline to nervously swallow.
"How long has it been going on?" he asked her, bending over to pick the papers up.
"I'm not seeing him darling," she said trying to reach out and touch his arm. He moved back so she couldn't.
"I find it hard to believe you're not seeing him when I believe one of the papers quotes him as saying you two have been seeing each other for a while now. How long was it he said?" Darcy asked, feigning thinking hard. "Oh, yes, I remember now. About a year and a half. If I'm not mistaken, that's a little longer than we've been dating."
Caroline knew she had been caught. She was now trying to think of ways to save this. "Will, he didn't mean anything to me. I've been trying to break up with him."
"I can't believe you honestly think I'll believe you."
"But Will! I love you!" she desperately cried.
"No, I don't think you do. You're in love with my money."
Caroline shook her head and said, "Will, I love you! Not your money! I want to be with you for forever!"
Darcy took a deep breath to calm himself.
I heard about your
regrets.
I heard that you were feeling sorry.
I heard from
someone that you wish you could set things right between us.
Well
I guess I should have heard of that from you.
I guess I should
have heard of that from you.
"I guess I should have seen it before we started dating, but I was too blinded by what you represented. You were a beautiful woman, are a beautiful woman. But that's all there is to you."
"Will—" she said, trying to interrupt, but Darcy held his hand up, silencing her.
"I don't want to hear it. I want you gone by the end of the week. Everything that's yours and leave your keys here tonight. You can find somewhere else to stay."
Don't you see, don't
you see, that the charade is over?
And all the "Best
Deceptions" and "Clever Cover Story" awards go to
you.
So kiss me hard 'cause this will be the last time that I let
you.
You will be back someday and this awkward kiss that tells of
other people's lips will be of service to keeping you away.
Caroline stared at Darcy for a few moments before taking the key to his apartment off her key ring and walking back towards the door. While she seemed outwardly docile, inside she was seething. When she reached the door, she turned back to look at him and said, "Don't think this is over Will."
I'm waiting for
blood to flow to my fingers,
I'll be all right when my hands get
warm. Ignoring the phone,
I'd rather say nothing. I'd rather
you'd never heard my voice.
You're calling too late too late to be
gracious you do not warrant long goodbyes.
With that she left the apartment and walked out of Darcy's life for the time being. Darcy fell back into his chair after he left. He dropped his head into his hands. After taking a few calming breaths, he went and locked the door to the apartment and then made his way to his bedroom, their bedroom.
He stood in the door for a few moments before turning the light on and walking to Caroline's closet. He opened the door and pulled her suitcases out. He then started to pull her clothes off the hooks and stuffing them into the suitcases. After he finished with the closet and drawers, he headed to the bathroom and packed her make-up and toiletries up. He took all the bags he had packed and moved it to the living room so when she came to get it she wouldn't have to go into the bedroom anymore.
When he walked back to the bedroom, he found he couldn't walk in. Now that he knew of her deception, he couldn't bring himself to sleep in the bed anymore until he replaced it and the sheets. He was almost positive that she had had George Wickham in his apartment when he had been away.
He quickly turned the light off and shut the door, deciding he'd replace everything tomorrow. He then made his way to the guest room to get some sleep.