Was It Something That I Said?

The process of moving Darcy out of Matt's and into Colby's involved Darcy cramming her clothes into a large suitcase, putting anything else into an overnight bag and folding up a sheet and blanket. When all of that and her pillow were thrown into the car, she was ready to go.

After a good night's rest she felt infinitely better. She was never concerned about how her legs would feel – she was no stranger to leg work outs.

"How long are you going to stay with Colby?" Matt asked as he pulled out of the driveway, ready to drive her the two blocks to her new temporary home.

"Until I find something I can afford. But that could take another six months. Hopefully I won't be there that long. I can't imagine Leighla will be too happy if I'm there for six months."

"She's cool with you staying, right?" Matt asked quickly, looking at Darcy with an unsure expression. "Colby didn't just decide without talking to her?"

"No, of course she's cool. For like a month." Matt nodded his head as he pulled into Colby's driveway. "They have a futon, though. So, bonus."

They laughed, Darcy's quite half hearted. She had hoped to find a place within a month of moving to Florida but seven months later she had had no luck. Everything was either out of her budget or too far away from FCW – and without a car it was important to be within walking distance.

Matt beeped his horn, letting Colby and Leighla know that their new houseguest had arrived. The corners of Darcy's lips twitched as she saw the couple walk out of the house. Their relationship always made her crave that sort of love. That sort of happiness.

After saying their greetings, everyone helped move Darcy's few belongings into the house. It was nice and well decorated – Darcy did somewhat wonder if they had cleaned just for her. They put her things into the study, hiding them away from plain sight just as she had done at Matt's house. She was well aware that people did not want to see her suitcase when they walked into someone's living room. She dropped her sheets in there as well, ready to get them later in the evening.

"How are you feeling, Darcy? Colb said you didn't go so well yesterday," Leighla asked kindly.

"No, I'm fine. Just not exactly used to running a near solid five minutes of suicides. Especially when I'm already dehydrated and just had a smoke."

"Your fault for being dehydrated," Colby said, throwing her a water bottle. "Smoking, too."

"Hasn't killed me yet," Darcy retorted automatically.

"Yeah, yet," Colby mumbled.

Sudden realisation came over Darcy when they were eating lunch – three of her four Floridian friends were sitting in the room with her. The most concerning part was that she didn't seem to care one bit.

Darcy slipped outside when Matt was leaving so that she could say goodbye as well as have a cigarette. She had no problem sitting on the grass and watching the cars go past as she smoked, taking in her new neighbours.

The weather was much the same as the day before, 85 degrees and not cooling down any time soon. She was already sick of the heat and summer hadn't even started yet. It was something she'd struggled with since moving to Florida – compared to her hometown of Croydon, Pennsylvania, Tampa was always too hot. Winter had been a killer for her because Tampa's average low was still 30 degrees warmer than Philadelphia's average high.

She didn't last long sitting outside, opting to go back into the air-conditioned house after only one cigarette because she could feel herself getting burnt. She put out her cigarette in the ashtray she'd brought outside with her, tipped it into the garbage can and made her way back inside.

"I'm going grocery shopping, did you need anything?" Leighla asked with her bag over her shoulder and car keys in her hand.

"Uh, yeah, I do. I'll come with though, if that's okay? I tend to buy my own stuff. Honest, you'll barely even know I'm living with you."

The drive to the store was quiet except for the odd conversational topic about the weather and the stupid idiot who cut them off. Darcy enjoyed the quiet, having grown up with screaming and general noisiness she welcomed it.

"What did you mean before when you said I'd barely know you were living with us?" Leighla asked as she pushed a shopping cart down the first aisle.

"I tend to not hang around much. I know it's annoying that I'm living with you, so I don't really make myself known until I need a place to sleep."

"You know you're welcome, Darcy. You don't need to make yourself scarce."

"Colby said that, but it's what I've always done," Darcy smiled at Leighla to let her know what she was saying was appreciated. "I just don't like being in anyone's way."

Darcy made the decision to get her own cart so that she could keep her things separate. The store was busy than either woman had anticipated so they were there much longer than they would have liked.

As they were leaving, Darcy groaned upon seeing Moxley walking towards her.

"Fancy seeing you here," Leighla greeted the FCW superstar with a warm smile and a gentle hug.

"I need food, too, and today's my day off," he answered with a shrug before turning his attention to Darcy. "How's it going, Darcy? You okay after what Tom did yesterday?"

"I'm fine," she responded shortly. Her reaction was mainly out of embarrassment but also partially because he was acting like they were friends.

"Alright then," he half laughed at her reaction to him. He looked back to Leighla. "It was great seeing you. I think it's boys' night at your place tomorrow."

"That's why I have all of this," she motioned to the full shopping cart with a brief grimace. Darcy stood back, resting on her own cart as Moxley and Leighla chatted for a few moments. She tried to refrain from making impatient noises because she didn't want Leighla to regret letting her sleep on their couch.

"I'll see you around, Darcy," Moxley said as he began to walk into the store and Leighla pushed away.

"Yeah, bye." She said flippantly, following Leighla to the car. "Guys' night? Really?"

"Yeah, a few of the FCW guys get together once a week and drink and talk shit. Matt usually comes along."

"That would be where he disappeared to. And here I was accusing him of a secret girlfriend when it was actually just a cock fest." Leighla burst into laughter at the casualness of Darcy's voice as she finished her sentence.

"I'm going to enjoy having you around."

"Yeah, I hope so."

That night after Colby and Leighla had retreated to their bedroom, Darcy took the opportunity to set up her own bed. She dragged her things from the study and set up the futon. She sat on the edge of it and checked her phone before she decided to finally go to bed.

It took her far too long to get to sleep. New houses never made her feel comfortable but it was necessary to move around so much in order to avoid someone coming to hate her. That had never actually happened but she knew that when she lived with her boyfriend in Pennsylvania that she was beginning to get on his nerves.

The thought sent her mind to Pennsylvania and to Harry. She thought about calling him that afternoon but time got away from her and she had been too busy to actually do it, so she vowed it would be done first thing in the morning. She didn't feel particularly guilty for not calling him – it wasn't like he called her – nor did she miss him enough for it to plague her. Her relationship with Harry just was.

The sound of cars passing by on the streets outside kept her awake. Darcy had always been a light sleeper. For years she had been getting through her days with only a few hours sleep and her body had adapted to it. She knew that, if she ever got the opportunity, travelling with the WWE wouldn't be a shock to her system at all.

Darcy eventually fell asleep almost two hours after she'd tried to but an ambulance siren down the street woke her up shortly after and she stirred for another hour before finally dozing off into what proved to be a terrible sleep.

At 6 o'clock when Colby woke up to go to the gym, Darcy was wide awake and sitting at the kitchen table eating a bowl of Corn Flakes. She had woken up for good at 5.30 and put away her bedding so it looked like she hadn't even lied down. She'd already finished one cigarette.

"You're up early," Colby said as he walked past her, pulling his iPod off the bench.

"The early bird catches the worm," she responded without hesitation. Colby nodded at her once before running out the door.

Colby came back half an hour later and Leighla woke up at 7 so she could get ready for work. Darcy sat on the couch with the television on but she paid it no attention, instead watching the couple go about their daily routine. Darcy had never had routine. Routine scared her.

"You ready to go, Harlequin?" Colby asked, picking up his gym bag and gesturing to the front door. Darcy pushed herself up and turned off the television. Her gym bag was sitting on the floor beside her so she grabbed the strap and followed Colby out to his car. "You gonna want a lift home?"

"I'll probably just walk."

"What are you going to do when we all move to NXT? Gonna walk to Orlando?"

"I'll have to move in with someone closer to the performance centre, won't I?"

Darcy was unsure of what she would do when the performance centre opened. She knew that Colby would happily drive her to and from but she knew that he had been spoken to about being called up to the main roster so she was worried about what would happen then.

Tom Prichard watched Darcy closely as she walked into the FCW building, no doubt trying to work out if she had been smoking. She held her head high, though, because she had done nothing wrong.

Rumours had been running rampant that Tom was going to be replaced by Bill DeMott but nothing could be confirmed so no one was ready to give up on Tom for fear of punishment.

"You okay, Darcy?"

"Perfect, Tom!" she called back, hurrying to put her bag down and get into the ring. "I'm ready for whatever you want to throw at me."

"Run the ropes, go."

She did as she was told, climbing into the ring and hitting the ropes instantly.

1, 2, 3 – pivot, lean, bounce, repeat.

Again, Darcy amassed an audience. It confused her as to why everyone found it so fascinating to watch her train. She assumed they were waiting for her to screw up.

"Hit the mat!" Darcy did as she was told, dropping to the mat. "Ropes!" she pushed herself up, running the ropes again.

1, 2, 3 – pivot, lean, bounce, repeat.

"Leap frog!" Darcy jumped as high as she could, did a toe touch and dropped to the ground, continuing to run the ropes. Her past as a cheerleader came into handy sometimes. "Twice more and stop."

When she finished, she exited the ring and took the water bottle offered to her by Colby.

"Well, Harlequin, I think you've made yourself an enemy."

"I hope he's gone by the end of the month." There were rumours going through FCW that the head trainer was going to be replaced, Darcy was waiting for confirmation.

"If you pray extra hard you might get what you wish for, babe," Moxley said as he walked past. Darcy rolled her eyes and turned around to look at him.

"I didn't ask you, Moxley," Darcy barked at him.

"We could be friends, Darcy," he said to her, cocking his head to the side. "We have a lot in common."

"Oh yeah, like what?" she asked, turning around her glaring at him. She figured that her short stature made her as intimidating to him as a puppy but she tried her hardest.

"I've heard that you're childhood wasn't great."

"Are both your parents dead, Moxley?" Darcy asked, sounding like she was already over him. She didn't seem to care that her parents were dead. She needed to be training, not arguing.

"My dad's a deadbeat," he offered with a smirk. He was purposely razzing her up.

"Oh, look, we don't have anything in common. Goodbye." She turned away from him and walked towards the weights where Ashley was watching them curiously. Colby stepped out of her way and looked at Moxley in confusion.

"Man, I have to live with her," he groaned. "Can you not do that?"

"I'll see you tonight, Darcy!" Moxley called out, ignoring his friend. Darcy gritted her teeth at the memory of Colby having the guys over.

"Go fuck yourself!"