Ch.12: Painful Pasts

When Sunlight meets Moonlight

Ch.12: Painful Pasts

" You sure Serena?" Darien whispered, head bent close to the petite blonde.

Serena was silent. " You know Darien, for your little game of seduction I've decided to change a some things." She replied, drawing designs on Darien's chest with her index finger.

" Changes? What changes?" he asked, eyebrow raised.

Serena tiptoed and with lips on his ear she answered, " I've decided to skip the first two challenges. I've settled on going straight to seducing you. You're mine."

" I'm yours?" Darien smirked. " No, you're mine. To have me, you need to steal my heart. And right now it's cold and bitter. I don't feel, I don't care, and I will never be yours." His eyes had turned an icy blue.

Serena gulped and took a step back. She was bold sometimes when courage was with her, but now it has fled somewhere else. Suddenly, anger took her over. " Remember Sere? When you walked into that door, you made yourself a promise. You weren't going to get stepped on. You were going to be chary, courageous, and callous. You were going to be what Darien has turned into. Remember no one knows what you've been through. No one cares. But this time keep in mind that you aren't going to be the victim." Serena thought, sadness playing through her mind as she remembered the past; the painful past. Serena stood straighter and looked Darien directly into his cold blue eyes, with her own bitter filled eyes. " You're right. You are cold and harsh. But you are wrong about one thing. I'm not yours. I will never be yours and I'm the one that at this moment doesn't care." Serena spoke softly but frigidly.

Darien felt a pain in his heart, a pain that he had never felt for a long time. His hands clutched at his chest, trying to understand these emotions floating around his heart, demanding to get in. His eyes had swiftly lost their enmity and were filled with raw pain and flickers of the past's harsh fire. Without another word, he turned abruptly around and disappeared through Serena's balcony.

" Darien?" Serena whispered eyes upset. " I'm sorry. I do care." And with that, she too turned around and got ready for her shopping expedition. But her heart just wasn't into it; it seemed to have left with Darien.

" Serena? Cheer up. That is a very pretty dress by the way." Lita smiled, although her mind was elsewhere.

Serena looked down at her red dress. It reached just below her knee and layered. It had an empire waist and thin spaghetti straps. The blood red dress matched the straw colored sandals she had on and the lacy red scarf in her hair. " Thanks Lita." She said softly. " You sure you want to wear that turtleneck?" she asked, staring at her neck.

Lita pulled the collar higher and tighter around her neck. " Yeah yeah. Let's go check out that store." She changed the subject, pointing to a small boutique at the corner of the street.

Serena grabbed Lita's arm before she could go flying off. " Lita, tell me. What happened last night?" she whispered.

Lita's eyes quickly gazed down at the floor. " Ken came over." Was all she said.

" And then?" Serena persisted.

" I just made a small mistake." Lita choked out tears in her eyes. She turned swiftly around to compose herself. A few minutes later she turned back around and faced Serena's worried eyes. Lita gave a small grin. " No need to worry about me. I'm a dark after all. I can handle anything. Let's go." She replied determinedly.

This time Serena made no move to stop Lita. She allowed herself to be pulled to the boutique by the suddenly enthusiastic Lita. Her heart, if still there, had suddenly stopped if not already. For leaning against the one of the trees near the shop was a certain ebony colored haired man. " Darien." Serena whispered. It was indeed him. Still heart wrenchingly handsome but a different type of air around him. It seemed distant and icy. That wasn't what stopped her heart though. It was the deep purple-black haired girl in his arms. Raye. Without another look at Darien, who had spotted her, or Lita already in the boutique, Serena dashed off blonde hair and tears in the wind.

" Serena." Darien whispered noticing the blonde run away with tears streaming behind her.

" What sweetie?" Raye cooed. " He's mine. Finally." She thought triumph.

" Raye, I have to go." Darien replied, running off.

" Wha-" Raye began before Darien twisted himself away from her. She looked at the wide shoulders and long legs of the young man running, apparently running after something. " But what?" Raye thought. She spotted something red on the ground. A lace scarf. " Serena." Was stitched in white slanted letters on the corner. " What will it take to get rid of you!?" Raye screamed in her head. " But I will. Just you wait. Don't mess with the darks."

" Serena?" Darien whispered. He had chased her all the way back to the willow tree. There she was collapsed onto the tree, shoulders shaking and sobs soft. He moved in close to her and touched her shoulder.

" DON'T" the blonde screamed. Tears, hurt, pain, and torture were perceptible in her big cerulean eyes as she turned around.

" What's wrong?" Darien whispered, settling down near the willow tree but a safe distance from the blonde.

" You want to know? You really want to know? About my past? About the torment and ache? About what it's like to be

Scott Tenor's so-called perfect daughter? Want to know about her real life? As a bastard's daughter?" Serena spitted out. She looked Darien straight into his eyes. A challenge was issued between the two pairs of azure eyes.

" Yes." Darien replied, staring straight back, accepting the challenge.

To be Cont'd………only if I get enough reviews !!!!!!!!!!

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