.:Chapter 11: Complications:.

.:I was most surprised when Darcy came over one night, inviting me to have dinner with her and her parents:.

.:"They agreed?" I questioned, raising my eyebrows:.

.:She nodded, smiling a bit:.

.:"I told them to stop being hypocrites after this fight they had about me seeing you and they decided to give you a chance," she said:.

.:"A fight? Darcy...I don't want your parents mad at you for wanting to be with me," I started, but Darcy brought her finger down over my lips, smiling at me:.

.:"Colvin...It's okay," she said, leaning to kiss me softly:.

.:I had told all of my secrets to Darcy and I wondered how much her parents knew about me and I asked her what they knew. Her dark eyes rose to meet mine:.

.:"Only your name, your gorgeous dark eyes," she softly teased with a smile as she batted her eyelashes at me," your silky hair..your charming smile, your sweet personality, and how you love children. Is that too personal?" she asked:.

.:"No," I said, feeling my whole body relax. I let a smile glimmer across my face:.

.:"When is dinner?" I asked, and she replied that it would be in two days. I nodded and told her that I wouldn't miss it for the world. I should have known that Darcy's parents wouldn't accept me so soon. I should have known that no matter what, they would look down upon me. But I wanted so much to trust, to believe. I wanted it so bad..:.

.:I even went out and bought some newer, classier clothes, even though Darcy smiled and shook her head:.

.:"You didn't have to buy new clothes to impress my parents. You look sexy in everything," she teased, though I caught her deeper meaning and was touched by it. I just smiled and we walked to her house:.

.:Darcy opened the door for me and for a moment, I was so nervous I thought I'd pass out. Darcy gently took my hand into hers and pulled me inside:.

.:"It's all right...they are just my parents. My father my be a preacher...but it doesn't mean he is better than you," Darcy insisted:.

.:I nodded and followed her to the dining room, where her parents sat at the large table. A table that I could never afford. Her father looked at me, and I saw the disgust in his eyes already. Always I was unwanted...:.

.:"Mom...Dad...this is Colvin..." Darcy said, and both nodded stiffly, as if a warm nod was too affectionate a greeting for me:.

.:Darcy frowned at her parents reaction and nodded at me to sit and I did so after she did. She smiled at her parents, shimmering with the hope that they would make me feel welcome. But they did not. They sat there and ate quietly. Darcy attempted conversation, telling them how we both went to the school in the evenings to help the children with problems learning:.

.:They would nod slightly, make some small noise, like "Oh" or "Hmmm", but they seemed to think I was some invisible person. I saw Darcy's eyes glitter with anger and suddenly she stood up, jabbing her fork down into the table:.

.:"What is the matter with you two?! Can you not at least treat Colvin like he is a human being? All of your speeches about fairness that you give in chruch and when someone comes over, you treat them like they aren't even there!" she said angrily, glaring at them:.

.:Her father stood up, his eyes glazed with coldness as he stared at me:.

.:"What you are doing is sinful! You and him are not to be together!" he hissed:.

.:"How dare you tell me who I can and can't be with! It's not sinful, you are such a hypocrite! I can't believe you!" Darcy cried:.

.:"Young lady, this man has tempted you...I can see it. I hear it from the way you speak to me. I will not tolerate your behavior," he said:.

.:Darcy's eyes glittered furiously:.

.:"As I will not tolerate yours! GO TO HELL! I'm so sick and tired of you and your bullshit. You act so compassionate in church, when money is involved, and so cold and uncaring when someone comes here to meet you! I hate you!" Darcy cried, coming over and taking my hand into hers, nearly yanking me to my feet:.

.:"How dare you speak to me like that! I am your father! The bible says to honor your mother and father, not some filthy Casteel who wouldn't know the difference between you and a hole in the wall!" her father shouted:.

.:Darcy looked a bit hurt at his words, but hid her hurt with anger. She seemed to be at a loss for words, so she only shoved the expensive plates to the floor, watching them shatter, as if she wished her father was the plates:.

.:She pulled me out of the dining room and out of the house:.

.:"Can I stay with you?" she whispered, pressing herself against me:.

.:I nodded as I walked back home with her. I should have known better. I would always be looked down upon. My eyes filled with tears, angry and bitter. I hated being unwanted. Would I be the Unwanted Casteel forever?:.

.:"Forget what they said...pay it no mind, Colvin. I don't care if you are rich. I don't care if you're not a genius, you are in my eyes. I don't care if you aren't good looking, even though you are...you take my breath away. They are hypocrites," she said:.

.:As soon as we walked into my house, Darcy began to cry, breaking down. I was alarmed and concerned:.

.:"I have never felt such unknown anger...or hate towards anyone," Darcy whispered, "Does that mean I am bad...evil?":.

.:Her voice cracked, she sounded small. Her father had struck some sensitive nerve inside her. Quickly I wrapped her into my arms:.

.:"Of course you're not bad, or evil. You are human, Darcy...sometimes we all get carried away with emotions we've never felt," I said, hoping to convince her:.

.:She nodded, burying her face into my neck, then she asked if we could go to sleep now. I nodded, she was probably exhausted from moments ago. I carried her into my room, laid her down on my bed as I got in beside her:.

.:I held her as she cried, letting out her anger in form of tears. Nothing I said made her crying fade or stop, so I was simply there, her lifesavor, bobbing in her sea of emotions until she was so worn out that she grasped me. And I would be there when she was ready for me:.