I promised you juicy stuff and here it is. You finally find out briefly what happens truthfully. In a later chapter, I'll write it all down properly =]
It'll be kinda wierd... lol
Plus, it'll be in Beryl's POV so none of it's blurred and daze like lol

So YES! I've updated! Nope, not started the next chapter yet, I'll tell you on my profile when I do, so like I said, keep an eye out for updates on that =]
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Chapter Nine:

Another Point Of View...

Darien placed his laptop in his bag and leaned back in the first class airport arm chair. He looked up at the girls gossiping madly about the latest fashion and what they were going to do (as soon as they got the chance) when they arrived in London.

"I'm going shopping straight away! The British fashion is SO cute!" Mina squealed. Raye nodded in agreement. Lita somehow was more intent on another idea…

"I want to see what their top-notch restaurants are like! So girls, (and Darien) we're eating out a lot!" She grinned taking a long sip of her drink. Amy, who finally pulled her nose out from the British Museum leaflet, shook her head.

"I don't think we can afford such a thing Lita… Especially to do what we all want to do." She spoke timidly. Darien smiled at this. Amy didn't want Darien to break his wallet. Which was sweet, in a way.

"It's okay; we'll be doing photo shoots out there. Plenty of money in the cards." He said and saw Amy go white. He forgot she hadn't done a photo shoot in her life. Raye was right in there.

"Don't worry Ames, you're in charge of us girls." She glared to Darien who smiled sheepishly, "Darien didn't tell you. You only do a shoot if you want."

"Shame on you, Darien" Mina said in a sing song voice. The girls laughed and Darien just shook his head with a small smile. He enjoyed being with the girls, even though as each day went on, they seemed to act more and more like his Serena; he knew it was because they missed her as much as he did. He just wished he could get her to trust him again…

"Darien! Stop brooding!" Mina's voice reached his ear, he looked up, "Yes, you. Now smile and join in with us girls! You need to update us anyway"

Darien chuckled quietly, but a screech like giggle reached his ears and the blood drained from his face. Raye's hand slapped her forehead and she hit Darien, who was gone within seconds.

The rest of the girls, however, stared blankly at the raven haired friend. Mina was first to speak:

"Erm, Pyro?" she asked, gaining the attention from Raye, "Where did Darien go?" And as soon as they said his name, she heard a loud gasp.

"Darien? You mean, Darien Shields?" the voice shrilled, and a red head dressed in a tight dark purple pencil skirt and a purple suit jacket that revealed a lot of cleavage (whether or not she was wearing anything underneath was debatable) appeared, seemingly from nowhere. Her long curly hair was loose and her face was covered in make-up so thick, it probably could have been chiselled off.

Raye leaned back from the redhead.

"Maybe…" she muttered and gained the woman's attention, her eyes wide with excitement.

"Raye! Darling! Are you not here with your brother? I desperately need to talk to him." She spoke with fake sincerity and took a sip from the clear golden bubbly liquid.

"Oh? Well what do you need to say? He's currently in an important conference call." Raye's sickly sweet smile could almost slap Beryl in the face.

"It was a couple of months back... He seduced me!" She paused for dramatic effect. Mina clenched her fists, something which caught Lita's attention. They both returned their focus to the girl in front of them. "He seduced me, and.... I'm pregnant with his child."

This earned gasps from the girls, but Lita was soon looking at Amy with a similar look of suspicion. Lita decided to speak first:

"What is that you're drinking? Isn't alcohol bad for the baby?" She asked. Beryl giggled and shook her head.

"Of course, silly!" The high pitched irritable giggle was heard once more. "It's just sparkling apple juice" She smiled sweetly, taking another sip. Amy smirked,

"Well, I'm afraid I can tell that you are lying, because sparkling apple juice is about two shades darker than champagne-"

"And you totally reek of the expensive stuff. We're not stupid." Mina cut in with an unimpressed look. Raye nodded and turned to face the annoyed red-head.

"Listen here, and listen good, Beryl," her voice was low and dangerous, "You try framing my brother again and not even consider to think about it thoroughly before talking to me or my friends again, I will take by that fake ruby red hair, drag you out of this room and through to economy" Beryl's face went white.

"Economy? Are you joking!?" her high pitched voice shrieked, gaining attention from other passengers waiting for their flight, "I can't be there, it's full of sweaty, fat smelly people…" She flicked some hair behind her shoulder and stood up, "Excuse me ladies." Her remark was almost snide as she turned on her heel and left.

"And there is nothing wrong with economy…" Mina muttered which earned giggles from the rest of the girls. Raye then turned to Lita and Amy,

"How did you know that it was champagne?" she asked and the two chuckled.

"Exactly what Amy said… Champagne is too light-coloured really" Lita smiled and Raye chuckled and nodded, just as Darien walked back in and sat down.

"What did she want then?" he asked and Raye shrugged,

"She needed to talk to you because she was 'pregnant' with your child." She spoke, air quoting the pregnant. Apparently Darien hadn't seen this because his face went stark white.

"W-W-What!?" he barely whispered and Raye looked to him.

"Dare, she wasn't, she was drinking alcohol… in front of us…" Darien blinked, stood up, went to the bar and soon returned with a glass of an orange-y liquid.

"What's tha- ugh! Whiskey Darien!?" the raven haired sister exclaimed and he looked to her, face still white, but his eyes were a dangerously dark blue, almost black. The man was angry. Raye just nodded and turned to her friends.

"So… places to shop?" she smiled and they got the hint and continued to discuss their plans.

They were going start allowing passengers onto the planes in thirty minutes and Darien was on his third drink and his foul mood hadn't even risen the slightest.

Raye was leant back on the arm of the chair, a leg over the other and her arms crossed. She was sporting a very unimpressed face at her brother's antics. The other girls were still talking and leaving the siblings to be in their mood. Amy noticed that the smell of the drink was not as strong as the smell of his coming from his mouth. The man was apparently a lightweight…

"Dare, you need to stop" Raye voiced Amy's thoughts. Darien turned to his sister, his eyes cold and glazed over slightly. The drink was slowly getting to his head. Was he drinking pure whiskey? "If you think I'm joking, I'm not, we gotta prepare for our landing there. Drinking is going to put you in no shape. No matter the circumstances. Save that for clubbing." She grinned, prompting her brother to place the drink down and smile at his sister.

"Thanks Raye. I guess I was in thought the whole time…" he replied and Raye smiled, leaned over and hugged him. It didn't take long for her to pull back with a wrinkled nose though.

"Wash your mouth with something, change your clothes and lets quickly buy some more for you change when we land. You stink of whiskey. Not good Dare." She pointed towards the toilets in a motherly fashion and Darien complied, wobbling off to the bathroom. Raye smacked her head and shook it.

"Someone can't handle their drink…" Lita stated and short giggles erupted from the girls. Raye shook her head with a smile then stood up to help Darien to the nearest males clothing store.

They were back within ten minutes, Darien looking in more of a daze, but not a drunken one, more confused than anything else. Raye plopped down on her side of the sofa and started packing away two shirts, two pairs of jeans, two jackets and making sure she kept a smart black one in her lap. She placed a new pair of shoes in his bag.

"Damn Raye, you're good at this…" Mina whispered and Raye smiled seeing Darien sit down with a strong black coffee.

"She should own a fashion store… she brought me two new outfits, this being on of them." He then stood up to show the girls. Black suit trousers and a black button up shirt tucked in to the trousers, in the front, with a simple belt. He then sat down and Raye handed his new fitted black blazer. "She made me pack my green one back, saying it stunk of straight whiskey…"

"Because it did, and I agree with Serena, It was ugly…" she nodded seeing his face. It had a small melancholy smile, but it faded into an emotionless mask as he continued his coffee.

Lita had something bugging her for a while now and she couldn't wait any longer.

"Darien, if I ask you something, would you promise to answer?" she asked and Darien paused for a brief moment before nodding, taking another sip of his coffee, "What's the story between you and Beryl?" She suddenly regretted asking. He looked like he wanted another drink or (by the look he was giving her) to stab her twenty times in the face.

"I made a promise.." his voice croaked and he placed the coffee down on the table, "Beryl and I did a photo shoot not so long ago and I accompanied her to a few dinners and back stage parties. I thought it was just two acquaintances maybe friends hanging out. It wasn't for her.

'Anyway, when she found out I was dating Serena, she flipped; saying 'how could I' and that she 'was better' for me. You get the gist?

'So, I explained what I thought was going on between us and she didn't like it, but said she'd accept it because she didn't want to lose the friendship. Things were fine for a year. We hung out for those odd dinners with all the models and… yeah. Normal.

'That day Serena ran to England, after you girls phoned me saying you just saw her, I was with her then. We were discussing a new shoot that she had to do and she wanted my help. Like normal, we were talking with a glass of wine.

'But yeah, then you called and I left the room to speak privately. When I arrived we continued talking and then the rest was vague, but I know what happened…"

The girls were waiting in anticipation, knowing they were about to find out properly as to why Serena left. They knew a little already, but not everything.

"Continue, please Darien" Amy pushed and he nodded,

"I ended up… with her… well… we were having sex, her on top." His head went into his hands and Lita was about to stand up, red in the face, but Mina pushed her back down.

"She drugged you…" she concluded and everyone looked to her in shock, "What? It's obvious!"

"That she did." He smiled to Mina, "I had no control over what I was doing. It was like a hallucinogen, in a sense. I couldn't think straight, see straight and though it was vague, I knew what was happened, but I had no strength to stop it."

"Rohypol" Amy stated and the girls looked to her, "Well, the scientific name is Flunitrazepam. It's basically the drug that Darien described, to save me the trouble of confusing you all." she smiled thinly and the girls chuckled. Darien nodded.

"Exactly, but anyway, by the time Serena arrived, that was when I was the drug was wearing off. She obviously didn't put much in. Just enough for a quick, un-protected, fuck and then leave before I could realize what was going on properly."

"But because of how stupid the girl is, she didn't put much in, as you already said" Raye smiled and Darien nodded.

The rest were in silence. It was a shock to them all that someone would go that far because of an obsession. Mina then sat straight.

"And saying she was pregnant was another ploy to get you with her!" she whispered loud enough for them all to hear.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"So we haven't seen the end of her…" Raye muttered and clenched her fist.

"Obviously…" Darien sighed and gulped the rest of his coffee before the stewardess's voice came through the speakers for them all to board.

Beryl, in the meantime, had managed to get another flight to avoid them…

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