CHAPTER 7

I DON'T OWN THE SORCERER'S APPRENTICE O ANY OF THEIR CHARACTERS, IF I DID MY STORY WOULD BE MADE AS THE SEQUEL TO THE SORCERER'S APPRENTICE.

ENJOY

M.H POV

'Ummmmmmmmmm, nothing I went for a walk, fell over being the klutz I am, got lost looking for you, some creepy stalker guy who turned out to be our cab driver said stuff about me being his so I kicked him and he stabbed my calf, then I tried to run- well limp away but he caught me and stabbed my stomach and shoulder blade, so not much. I'm gonna go have a shower and sleep, cya.' She ran down the hall and into her bedroom and I heard the lock turn and then another lock and then another lock, wow cautious much?

She had been in there a long time, is she ok? Was what she said about being stabbed true or just a way to make my feel bad? Probably, I don't know why I cared about her, I had only met her yesterday and she was only being used so I could bring back Morgana, after that she would be disposed of. After about five or ten minutes of arguing with myself I decided to knock.

'KNOCK, KNOCK', 'Darcy, you okay?' No response, I tried again 'KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK', no response. I picked up my cane and unlocked the door and saw nothing, I once again knocked and still no response, and I unlocked the wardrobe door and saw nothing. So I decided to knock one last time on the final door, which was the bathroom door, but no one answered, I heard nothing, not even the shower going, worried I unlocked the bathroom door and saw nothing, but a large lump on the floor bleeding and I realized it was Darcy and she did indeed have (from what I could see) had a stab wound on her shoulder blade, calf and was clutching her stomach. I carefully walked over to her and picked her up, she was a light as anything and then I realized that the back of her head was bleeding.

I carried her out into her bedroom and put her on the bed and saw a rather large wound in the middle of her stomach, oh crap, I shouldn't have stormed out like I had and none of this would of ever happened, it's entirely my fault. I healed al her wounds including the nasty cut on her head, white inspecting her for anymore injuries I came across a few scars along her rib-cage, lower back, scalp and hips, I wonder where she got them from? Oh no, she hasn't been cutting herself has she? I have to ask her about them. And I sat and waited for her wake up.

Four hours later

I saw her eyelids flutter and peek through her long eyelashes.

'Ugh, what time is it?' she asked groggily.

'1:30 am.' I replied.

'What?' She sat up straight in bed and clutched her head, 'how did I get in here and why are my sheets bloody? Did some one die or something?'

'No,' I laughed, I hadn't done that in a while and it felt good.

'What?'

'Oh nothing except you passed out and I healed your injuries,'

'Oh, well…thanks,' she bit her bottom lips and blushed bright red.

'What?'

'Oh you saw me in my underwear,' she said putting her hands over her face in embarrassment.

'Oh I see, don't be embarrassed. I have to ask you about those scars on your scalp, hips, lower back and ribs?' I asked.

'Well, about them you see when I was younger my d- you know I only met you two or so days ago I'm not going to tell you my deepest darkest secret that I never told anyone before, not even my Mother.' She said.

'You can tell me we are going to be spending an awful lot of time together until you are good enough to bring back Morgana and we will learn almost everything about one another so you pick, sooner or later, I'm eventually going to find out.' I said with a shrug of my shoulders.

'Fine I'm going to tell you whole the story, it's rather long and horrific, but my Dad got into a big fight with my mum and she left him and left me, she had, had enough of me because apparently 'I was the cause of this marriage to fail' and just blew up in my face and called me some awful things I'd rather not repeat them. But the worst attack was when I dropped out of school when I was 16 and he was sick of my slacking so he threw me at a mirror and threw a lamp at me and the power cord his me and it cut me, but that was the only time hit me. We went out to the parking lot and found out that his car broke down so we called my Mum to pick us up to drive down to the lawyers so they could get a divorce. But on the way my Dad grabbed the steering wheel and swerved into the opposite lane, we collided with another truck and hit another car, which hit another car, I was the only survivor.' She said and shrugged like she told me she just drank the last of the milk out of the fridge.

'Oh Darcy I had no idea, I'm sorry.'

'That's ok you didn't cause the accident and cause my dad to hit me, you don't have to apologize. I'm gonna have a shower and get dressed so if you would ever so kindly get out of my room and take a shower you have my blood all over you.' She asked me.

'I don't take orders from anyone,' I murmured under my breath.

'What was that Maxim?' She asked innocently

'None of your business,' I said

And we walked our separate ways into the other bathrooms.

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