Hey guys! Long time no update, I know. My old laptop keyboard broke and thankfully my boyfriend got me a new one for my birthday. I kind of forgot about this though and ended up writing an actual book, so that kind of kept me busy for some time. Like I said in the memo, I was still getting constant notifications about this story and genuinely wanted to continue it – but just kept forgetting or getting distracted. Sorry for being away for so long! Hopefully I can just jump right back in. Enjoy!
Darcy stood in front of the door to her old home, taking in a deep breath and trying to mentally prepare herself for this. She hadn't seen Jane or even been allowed to contact her for a while now, and she hoped she'd even be welcomed here. She didn't know if Thor had told Jane what had happened, but she sincerely hoped he didn't.
Why would he? I don't think they'd ever be able to recover from that...
Thor was limping and severely wounded the last time Darcy saw him. She had to beg and plead Loki to leave him be, and he did – only promising that it wasn't over. She was sure he was still planning something, but whatever it was, Darcy was clueless. She was shocked he even let him go, but after she had agreed to stay with Loki, he seemed to have kind of forgotten about his brother at the time.
Thor was sent back, but not before Loki had gotten a couple beatings in. Not with his hands so much as by them. It was the first time Darcy saw how Loki's magic could truly be used for evil, and as much as it scared her she would be lying if she said she wasn't slightly turned on by it.
God, Darcy. Get a hold of yourself. She told herself calmly, trying to stay back on task. She didn't know what was going on with her lately, but she was changing, and she wasn't so sure it was for the better.
Hesitantly raising her hand, she knocked on the door.
It only took a moment for it to open, Jane standing there. Her expression went from calm to utter shock in mere seconds, and before Darcy could even get out a "hi" Jane had grabbed her tightly in an embrace.
Guess I am still welcomed after all...she thought as she hugged her back, smiling.
"Darcy. Darcy, oh my God, it's really you. You're okay!" Jane beamed, looking her over.
"Yep. Same old me." Darcy said nervously, letting out a small laugh. "I uh, came back for Thanksgiving."
"You...came back for Thanksgiving?" Jane repeated, confused.
"Darling, who is it? Is it Erik? Did he bring the gooey cranberry thing?" Thor's voice broke in as he quickly stepped into view, looking down to see Darcy instead. "Oh." He said.
Oh? Brilliant Thor. Just brilliant.
Jane gave him a look but then shrugged it off and took a step back, ushering her to come in. "She's back for Thanksgiving! Can you believe it, Thor? With what he told me I thought – I don't know, I just thought – I was so worried." She mustered out as Darcy walked in, looking around at their home. It was decorated completely. She almost forgot how good Jane was with the holidays. Harvest leaves, a banner, it was cute. She felt her insides warm being amongst people again, doing something normal again.
"Really, I'm fine. I missed you, though. I missed all this." She said, waving her hand around to show the room.
Thor just stared at her, his guilt and regret practically splattered all over his face. "Aren't you even going to say hello?" Jane said, looking at him.
"Darcy. It's so nice to see you again." He finally got out.
Yeah, good to see you again too, considering the last time I saw you I thought you were about to be killed, and oh, the time before that I had sex with you. Good to see you. "Thanks." She simply said back, looking down at her hands. "So! Is there anything I can do? Maybe help cook?"
"No!" Jane shot out quickly, causing both of them to smile. "Sit down. Catch up. Erik should be here soon. I just have a few things to fix up in the kitchen then I can sit down. I want to talk, okay? I want to hear everything."
"Yeah, sure." Darcy said, heading over to the couch. She couldn't help but dread that later conversation, but she expected it.
"Thor, keep her company, please." Jane said sweetly, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek before going back into the other room. Thor took a seat next to Darcy on the couch, but not too close. Darcy was thankful for that.
"So...you're still with my brother, then." Thor said in a low tone, almost as if he didn't want Jane to hear. She probably couldn't hear anything though, considering she was blasting music from the kitchen and clearly singing along for all to hear. At least she was happy. At least she was in a good mood.
"So, you're still with Jane, then." Darcy mimicked back, shooting him a look.
Thor let out a deep breath, as if he was about to simply collapse into a pile of dust. He didn't seem like the strong God he once was. Though he looked exactly the same, he seemed hollowed out, empty. "I love Jane, Darcy. I made a mistake. We both did."
"I didn't make a mistake. That wasn't me." Darcy stated, as if he had forgotten.
"Whatever my brother tells you, I wouldn't believe. I was there that night. I felt what you felt. I know you wanted me just as much as I did you, Darcy Lewis."
Darcy let out a laugh, quickly looking away. She couldn't take him seriously. She couldn't take any of this seriously. "Thor, believe what you want but he flat out told you the truth. I'm not holding it against you, shit happens, but you chose to do it. You betrayed her. Don't pretend I had anything to do with it. At least not willingly."
"I was intoxicated and so were you. I didn't see you objecting when I had you against that wall, when I was pulsating deep inside of you..." He spoke softly, looking toward the kitchen and hoping Jane wasn't around.
Darcy quickly looked over to the wall where it had happened, her mind flashing back to it quickly, for just a second. It seemed there was a small knick of a dent in the wall now and she wondered if that had been from them.
She stood up, fast. The feeling that she was suffocating was surrounding her and she started to wonder if this was even a good idea, coming back here. "Stop." She said, raising her voice a little. "I was under a spell. Let it go. Just shut up." She said, shaking her head as if trying to get the thoughts out of it.
"Darcy-"
If he even thought for a second he could put the guilt on her, he was wrong. She had nothing to do with that. It was all Loki. She didn't mean to hurt her best friend, she didn't mean for any of it to happen. He couldn't confide in her and try to relate to her, she had done nothing wrong!
She rushed to the door and flung it open, about to rush out when she saw Erik standing there. Finally, someone she didn't have to hide anything from or someone she had to lie to. Without thinking she wrapped her arms around him and buried her head into his chest, letting her emotions be lost on him for a moment.
"Darcy! Oh my Lord, it's Darcy!" He said happily, laughing as he hugged her back. He was always like a father figure to her, and she couldn't even explain in words how she felt having him here now for her.
When they broke apart she thumbed a tear out of the corner of her eye, smiling the whole time as Erik came in, his arm around her protectively. "You gave us such a shock, Darcy. You vanished completely. Jane told me what happened but you left everything here – your laptop, your iPod, I was worried you wouldn't survive for those reasons alone." He said with a laugh.
Darcy laughed with him but couldn't help but wonder what exactly Thor had told him. A large chunk of the truth was missing, and it was kind of a vital detail as to what exactly had happened.
After he had brought in the food to the kitchen, he sat outside with her, filling her in on what he had been up to. He was doing well, and was on to some new important research thanks to Thor – but Darcy was having trouble focusing whenever he was brought up now.
"So what happened? Are you alright? Really, truly alright, Darcy?" He asked, his stern, caring, father voice coming out.
"Erik, look at me. I'm fine. What do you know, exactly though? Just out of curiosity. Just ya know, so I know what you know already so I don't repeat myself." She said, hoping she came off as not weird or suspicious.
"Well, Loki kidnapped you and was talking about ruling the world with you or something crazy along those lines, Thor went after you to try and save you but ended up getting tied up and strictly abused by his brother. Said he was lucky to have made it out of there at all." Erik could tell by the look on Darcy's face that she was angry, so he continued on to try to mend it a little. "Thor said he could tell he was absolutely in love with you though, and he said Loki would never hurt you. Still, we worried. We even tried to go after you but Thor said his memory was erased and had no idea of the location."
That's a laugh. More like he knew the exact location but didn't want me found so his little secret wouldn't come out...
She hated thinking of Thor like this. He was like a brother to her and now she was just disgusted by his entire being. Loki had filled her head for weeks with negative thoughts of him and how he knew he couldn't stay good for long, that he would result back into who he really was – a greedy, spoiled, child who only cared about himself. She thought he was brainwashing her at first but now she couldn't help but feel like maybe he was right after all.
"Loki has been good to me. It isn't how Thor made it seem." She said, accidentally letting the annoyance slip out in the tone of her voice.
"So, how exactly is it? I mean, I don't want to be rude here, honey, but he seems to kind of be keeping you captive." Erik said soothingly, trying his best not to upset her or anger her.
"I'm here right now, aren't I?" She said, trying desperately to prove to him that she really was okay.
"Yes, I see that. Still, something just isn't sitting right with me..."
"You don't even know the whole story." She said dejectedly, looking away to stare out into the dessert. She thought coming back would make her happy, but she didn't take in the fact that everything was completely different now. She was the topic of discussion, and no one wanted her with Loki. They didn't see what she got to see, they only knew his more unstable, unkind ways.
"No, I don't." Erik answered softly. "But I've known people in abusive relationships and I'm not so sure that you aren't one of those people."
"Erik!" Darcy exclaimed, surprised. "He'd never harm me, are you serious?"
"Maybe not physically, Darcy, but mentally. You seem much different than how you used to be. You look thinner, more withdrawn, maybe tired – I don't know. You just seem off. You seem wounded."
"I'm not wounded. I'm fine. I love Loki and he loves me and we're fine. I just wanted a thanksgiving with my family and with the people who I thought cared about me, but I guess that's too much to ask for." She said, rising to her feet and starting to walk off towards town in a huff.
Erik stood behind her, calling after her to wait but she didn't want to. She needed to clear her head. Everyone she was talking to was doing nothing but making things worse and making her feel like she was stupid for being with him, but what was stupid about it? He needed her, and she was going to fix this entire mess before things got even more out of hand...just after she cleared her head first.
God, everyone I love is driving me crazy...It's like someone flipped a switch and now I'm the one with the problem, not Jane. Happy Thanksgiving to me. She thought sarcastically as she marched off, still having a tiny shred of hope that maybe the day could somehow be salvaged.
So, there it is! Sorry if the writing was a little off or if it felt different, I started this when I was like 17 or 18 and now I'm 21 and I feel like I've kind of changed a little as a person, writing style included, lol. Let me know how you feel about it! For those of you who still stuck around, thanks so much and again, I apologize for being away for so long.