1 Chapter 3 The park
1.1 Serena's concert had finished. In business/musical terms, it had been a hit, a sensation. But in terms of Darien, oh how it had failed. He hated her, of this she was sure. The way his eyes had hardened, the way he had looked away, oh her heart. It was broken, never to be fixed again.
1.2 It started to hail. The large pieces of ice bounced off her body yet she did not seem to notice. She walked aimlessly through the streets, now soaked through and through, her blond odangoes sticking to her face and back. She didn't notice the blur following her.
Darien was depressed; there was no other word for it. He left the club and wandered without direction or purpose throughout the city. Suddenly he caught a flash of blonde hair. 'Funny,' he thought 'its not the sort of weather people go walking in'. He looked closer and realised it was Serena. 'Great' was his first reaction then he thought 'Why is she out here in th rain when she should be celebrating with the others?'
"Serena? Serena…" He called after her. "Its me Darien!"
Serena vaguely thought she heard someone call "Serena? Serena. Its me Darien!" 'Oh no!' She thought, 'I'm going insane. I'm imagining him calling after me! Can't I just get free?' And with that she ran off as fast as she could, which was quite fast for someone of her size.
Serena was running now, she didn't know where. She saw a park bench in the distance and made for it. She was running out of energy now, she was shaking from cold, tiredness and sorrow.
She fainted; Darien could tell she would even from a distance. She had started to sprint away from him when she heard his voice, she was surprisingly fast. He ran up to her, concern for her in eyes.
She was out cold. He picked her up and cradled her in his arms. Oh how he had wanted this for so long. She murmured slightly as he moved her. He carried her over to the bench beneath a large oak tree so that they would be sheltered from the hail.
"Serena, Serena wake up," he murmured softly.
"Just a few more minutes Mum." She sighed sleepily.
Darien chuckled at her reply.
"Huh?" She said, coming around. "Darien? What happened, where am I?"
"You fainted and you're on my lap."
She looked down and blushed, realising where she was, "Oh," she said clambering off. "I should be going now." And she got up and fell to the ground. "My ankle!" she screamed, "My ankle, oooooooh."
"I think you must have sprained it when you fainted. Is anyone at home so I can call to get them to pick you up?"
"No, my parents went to visit Sammy in America."
"Oh, I'll take you to my place then, it's not far from here so I can carry you." Darien said scooping her into his arms.
"I'm sorry to be burden, Darien." She said falling asleep.
He looked down at her fondly. "Why, oh why do I cave in when she's around?"
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1.1 Serena's concert had finished. In business/musical terms, it had been a hit, a sensation. But in terms of Darien, oh how it had failed. He hated her, of this she was sure. The way his eyes had hardened, the way he had looked away, oh her heart. It was broken, never to be fixed again.
1.2 It started to hail. The large pieces of ice bounced off her body yet she did not seem to notice. She walked aimlessly through the streets, now soaked through and through, her blond odangoes sticking to her face and back. She didn't notice the blur following her.
Darien was depressed; there was no other word for it. He left the club and wandered without direction or purpose throughout the city. Suddenly he caught a flash of blonde hair. 'Funny,' he thought 'its not the sort of weather people go walking in'. He looked closer and realised it was Serena. 'Great' was his first reaction then he thought 'Why is she out here in th rain when she should be celebrating with the others?'
"Serena? Serena…" He called after her. "Its me Darien!"
Serena vaguely thought she heard someone call "Serena? Serena. Its me Darien!" 'Oh no!' She thought, 'I'm going insane. I'm imagining him calling after me! Can't I just get free?' And with that she ran off as fast as she could, which was quite fast for someone of her size.
Serena was running now, she didn't know where. She saw a park bench in the distance and made for it. She was running out of energy now, she was shaking from cold, tiredness and sorrow.
She fainted; Darien could tell she would even from a distance. She had started to sprint away from him when she heard his voice, she was surprisingly fast. He ran up to her, concern for her in eyes.
She was out cold. He picked her up and cradled her in his arms. Oh how he had wanted this for so long. She murmured slightly as he moved her. He carried her over to the bench beneath a large oak tree so that they would be sheltered from the hail.
"Serena, Serena wake up," he murmured softly.
"Just a few more minutes Mum." She sighed sleepily.
Darien chuckled at her reply.
"Huh?" She said, coming around. "Darien? What happened, where am I?"
"You fainted and you're on my lap."
She looked down and blushed, realising where she was, "Oh," she said clambering off. "I should be going now." And she got up and fell to the ground. "My ankle!" she screamed, "My ankle, oooooooh."
"I think you must have sprained it when you fainted. Is anyone at home so I can call to get them to pick you up?"
"No, my parents went to visit Sammy in America."
"Oh, I'll take you to my place then, it's not far from here so I can carry you." Darien said scooping her into his arms.
"I'm sorry to be burden, Darien." She said falling asleep.
He looked down at her fondly. "Why, oh why do I cave in when she's around?"
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