So firstly, I'd like to express my thanks and appreaciation to all those who left comments yesterday! I respect all of your opinions so I hope the reviews keep coming. Anyway I remember writing this chapter and having a ball doing it, and I kept in mind that the actual dialogue is easier to read than blocks of text, so there are little of that. The next 5 chapters will be the best and you'll see some twists and turns and other fun stuff. I'm in chapter 3 of my new story and that's really been fun to write as well. Anyway here it is, hope you enjoy it and please review!

The Girl Who Sold the World - A Degrassi Fan Fic

Chapter Twenty Five: Bitter Temptation

Darcy had two goals now; she wanted to tell her mom and dad about what happened, and then try to get Peter back. She also wanted to make things better back home...with Clare. It hadn't been the same since they talked about what happened, and both Darcy and Clare were guilty about how their relationship was afterwards. Darcy knew Clare wanted to tell her mom so badly, but she didn't because she didn't want to be disowned by her sister. Since she had told a few more people about it, she felt more comfortable to talk to her sister to try to patch things up, and that's what she intended on doing.

That afternoon Darcy was finishing up some work in her room. She looked relaxed for the first time since her rape as she had the door open and had some music playing. She mouthed the words to the song. She looked up and saw her sister Clare walking past.

"Hey Clare!" She yelled. She hoped she heard her. After a minute or so she came back and appeared at the door.

"Yeah?" She said. She sounded annoyed because she was going to do something else.

"Can I talk to you?"

"Um, can this wait until later?" She didn't really want to talk to her. "I've gotta do something."

"Please, Clare...it won't take long."

She sighed. "Fine."

"Okay. Look, I wanted to talk to you about...sit down?" She asked. Clare sighed again and came in. "Close the door." She stopped and closed the door, looking to be tired of her sister bossing her around. She sat down on the bed next to her.

"Yes?"

"Listen. I know things have been weird between us."

"No kidding."

"I just wanna know why you think it's been so weird."

"Why do you think? You got raped and you won't let me tell anyone. Do you know how difficult that is? What if you have AIDS or something? You could die, and it would all be my fault for not saying anything."

"I know, I'm sorry. It was selfish of me."

"Yeah. So I can tell mom?"

"No! Look, I'm trying to tell her myself. I just need time."

"Need time for what? How difficult could it be to tell her?"

"Very difficult, in fact." She said. Clare clearly didn't understand how hard it was.

"I wish you would tell her. It's been making me very scared and uncomfortable keeping something like that from mom."

"I know, and I thank you for keeping the secret. I really appreciate it."

"When are you going to tell her?"

"I don't know. I need time, but it will be soon. I almost told her yesterday but..."

"But what?"

"I couldn't, I just couldn't."

"But you can now right?"

"I said I needed time!" She snapped at her sister. Clare hung her head low in shame. "I'm sorry for going off like that...it's just stressful Clare, it really is. That thing that happened to me isn't easy to deal with at all...especially if you don't know who did it." She said. Tears started to well up in her eyes.

"Don't cry, Darcy...please don't cry."

"I can't help it. I try to make the thought go away but...it stays there."

"It's okay, Darcy. I won't tell mom, okay?"

"It's not that...I want to tell her, but I'm...it's...ugh, it's hard to describe."

"Don't worry, I know what you mean." She said. She didn't really know what she meant.

"I just want to make things better between us. We used to be fine before I told you."

"That's my fault."

"No, it isn't at all."

"Yes it is. I didn't mean to get all weird on you after you told me. But that's something that wasn't easy to hear and it made me uncomfortable about not telling anyone. I felt you were harming yourself by not telling anyone."

"I know, and I'm not going to keep it a secret any longer. I'm not going to tell everybody, but I'm going to make sure that those closest to me know. They deserve to know and they've all been so good to me...telling them is the least I can do."

"That's good, Darcy."

"I'm sorry for everything, Clare. I hope things can be back to normal." She said. Clare knew it was the end of their talk, so she started walking towards the door.

"Dont worry, they will." She said, before leaving. Darcy smiled to herself before continuing her work.

Darcy knew things wouldn't be the same until she told her parents, but she felt a weight was taken off of her back. She thought to herself of people who should know about it, and she didn't think of someone until she was doing something else. It was serendipity, really.

After she finished her homework she felt a sense of boredom. She didn't think of anything to do until she glanced over at her phone, where she opened it and preceded to text someone. She was texting Spinner, someone she hadn't had a real talk with in a long time. She figured she would since he was feeling a little weird since the whole fight thing, and so he would know why she did that in the first place.

They agreed to meet up in the woods, the same place where they once talked before while Spinner was going through chemo. Spinner still felt awkward being around her, alone for that matter. They sat down on what used to be two trees, but were chopped down and reduced to something much smaller. It took several minutes for anyone to say anything because the situation was just too awkward.

"So...how's life?" Darcy asked.

"Um, good. What about you?"

"Eh, I'm still alive."

"Hm, easy for some people to say."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Uh," He was referring to his cancer. "My ca"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ask. I know what it means. Look, you're still here aren't you? You can fight it, and you're going to win."

"I don't know about that." Spinner said. He decided he'd have a positive attitude, but there was something that was pulling him back from that. "It's embarrassing, too."

"Nobody's judging you, Spin."

"I have testicular cancer. Translation: I've got nut cancer." He said. He was rather ashamed to say it, but felt comfortable enough to say it to Darcy.

Darcy felt relieved that he had a little secret of his own that he trusted her enough to tell. "I'm sorry. You'll be fine. Isn't there a procedure to you know...remove one of your-"

"There is." Spinner cut her off. "And I'm going to get that soon, but something could go wrong."

"Don't think like that."

"I don't even know if I'm gonna be able to have kids after this.."

"Who says you can't? You can adopt."

"I don't want to do that. My sister was adopted and...I just don't want to do that."

"You've got years ahead of you before you should worry about that stuff." She said, making a very good point. "Trust me, you'll be fine."

"Okay, Darcy, if you think so. Thanks. What was it that you wanted to talk to me about anyway?"

"Oh yeah. I just wanted to apologize to you for that fight with Jane."

"You still worried about that? You should be happy now, you and Jane are like...best friends forever or something."

"I am, but I just wanted to say it."

"It's fine. Why'd you do that though? You were acting kind of weird."

"I know. I just was in a bad place. I'm going through alot right now."

"You are? I didn't know the whole thing with Peter would get you this down."

"It's not that. Well, it partly is..but it's something else."

"What is it?" Spinner started thinking the worst now. "Did he hit you? I swear to God if he laid a hand on you.."

"No, it's not that."

"He took pictures of you and put them on the internet again? I swear, he never learns.."

"Spinner, I was raped." She said. Spinner looked at her with a blank stare.

"Raped? I'm going to kill Peter!" He said.

"No, calm down! It wasn't Peter."

"Then who was it? Tell me who, Darcy..so I can murder him tonight."

"That's the thing!" She said. Tears fell down from her eyes, and Spinner frowned. "I don't know who."

"You don't know who?"

"No! He drugged me and then raped me."

"Darcy," He said, moving closer to comfort her. "Don't cry. It's going to be alright."

"No it's not. He took everything from me, and I didn't even get to see his face."

Spinner thought to himself for a while, and then thought of Dean. The thought made his stomach turn, so he tried his best not to think of what he was thinking of. "We both have our issues...and we're going to get through them one way or another. I promise."

"Thanks, Spin." She said, still crying. Spinner wiped the tears from her face and Darcy turned to his. It was quiet for a while, until Darcy's face started moving nearer and nearer to Spinners, and his face was moving near too. As soon as they could feel each other's breath, they stopped, and Spinner quickly pulled away.

"Oh crap! What the hell am I doing?"

"Spinner, it's oka-"

""I gotta go! I'll...I'll talk to you later Darcy." Spinner said before running off.

Darcy was just as confused as he was, because the last time she checked, she liked Peter.