Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or lyrics used.

This is just a Darcy centred chapter

Lyrics are Sullen Girl by Fiona Apple

Is that why they call me a sullen girl
They don't know I used to sail the deep and tranquil sea.
But he washed me shore and he took my pearl -
And left an empty shell of me.

Darcy was dressed for school. She was standing outside her window, taking it all in. She hadn't slept much the previous night. There was a lot of tossing and turning. She had cried so much that her nose and eyes were red and sore. She kept looking out, not really paying any attention to anything in general. Her mind wondered for a while and like the previous night she raised her wrist and stared at it while tracing the scar. It was a regular occurrence for her to space out a bit while looking at her wrist. Se kept thinking about the place that she had reached in her head to make her hurt herself, to make everything stop. It wasn't exactly the 'Christian thing to do' but neither was being raped. She didn't want to think about it yet it was the only thing that was on her mind lately. Her mum and Mrs Suave constantly trying to find out why she hurt herself or Manny and Peter repetitively asking how she was, drove her insane. She just wanted it to stop, to be somewhere else, where no one knew what happened or who she was.

She could hear her mum shouting in the background saying she was going to be late and asked if she needed a lift. Darcy decided she was going to walk instead, but not to school. She walked out the house but went in the opposite direction to Degrassi. She had no real plan of where she was going to go but she couldn't face school. Her conversation with Mr Simpson was fresh in her mind and was part of the reason she was skipping especially as he would be taking the first class she had.

Her cell phone started to ring. She searched through her bag and looked at the screen. 'Peter's' name and photo were flashing. She stopped walking and debated over whether or not to answer it. She pressed the 'reject' button and switched her cell off.

She was trying to keep her hands warm by putting them in her pocket. It was slightly windy and the leaves were blowing about. She found herself outside Java Central totally relieved that it wasn't the Dot. Darcy ordered a coffee and chose to stay for a while, though it was pretty busy. She was looking round for a seat when her eyes fell upon a familiar but yet detested face.

Thanks to those that have reviewed this. I doubt I'll update until after the holidays but I wish you all happy holidays, whatever you are celebrating