This chapter is written by the amazing Em and honestly i couldnt write it any better myself
we arent sure when the next chapter will be off because of course its christmas :) but probably by wednesday next week but im making no promices little people, thankyou for all the reads and reviews we love you all dearly!
WARNING ANGST!
'Are you sure you are ready to leave?'
'Yes Chris. I'm fine. Chuck is okay. He just needs to rest and the doctors said he should be back to normal in a few months. We have our lives and more importantly a TV show that needs filming. We pretty much disappeared after the first day of filming and I can't wait to get back and play your husband' Darren finished with a wink.
They were at the airport about to get on the next flight home and Chris was worried about Darren because although Darren kept assuring him he was fine Chris knew that deep down he really wasn't.
'Tickets please.' Darren fumbled around in his 'man-bag' for several minutes muttering to himself about how he was sure they were in there. Eventually after help from Chris they found them and gave them to the lady at the entrance to the departure lounge.
'Mr. Colfer and Mr. Criss, you flight will board in 10 minutes. Please take a seat. There will be an announcement when the plane is ready.'
'Thanks'
'How did she know our names?' Darren asked Chris.
'Really Darren?' Chris chuckled.
'Yes. I am serious Chris. How did she know our names?'
'Other than the fact they are on our tickets and we are both on TV?'
'Oh right. Sorry.'
'Aww sweetie you are more tiered than you look. You know I can ring Ryan and you can have the week of?' Chris looked at Darren. His eyes had lost their spark and he had dark rings around his eyes. He looked so broken even... old.
'No. I'm fine. I will sleep in the plane' Darren replied sharply.
'Okay...'
They boarded the plane and found their seats. Darren sat by the window because he insisted that he like to watch the clouds. Chris was sat next to some fat lady who appeared to take up half of his seat as well and had a habit of snoring really loudly, which Chris found out about 10 minutes into the flight.
Darren was just staring out the window looking at the clouds, trying to make shapes out of them, anything to take his mind away from reality. He knew he wasn't okay but he hated that Chris kept asking him.
The flight was peaceful and Chris fell asleep with his head on Darren's shoulder. Darren couldn't tear his eyes away from the beautiful man that was his boyfriend. The way the bright sunlight reflected of his perfect skin and the way he looked so peaceful and content just being with Darren. In that moment Darren had never felt more loved.
'Chris hunnie, we're here. Wake up' Darren gently shook Chris who let out a groan and opened his eyes.
'How long was I asleep?'
'About 2 hours, nearly the whole flight.'
'Sorry, it can't have been much fun for you'
Darren laughed at how silly Chris was being. He had been so happy.
'It's okay darlin'. It wasn't too bad' Darren smiled to himself at the private joke.
They returned back to the flat and just sat and watched TV for about half an hour until Darren's stomach made protest noises at the lack of food.
'We should order a takeaway. I really, really can't be bothered to cook.' Chris said as he was untangling himself from Darren. He went over to the phone and was about to type in the number when he looked around and saw Darren.
He looked so broken, like he had been fighting and he had finally lost and was waiting for the inevitable end. His eyes were sunken and he had lost so much weight you could almost see he ribs through his T-shirt. This wasn't Darren, this was a ghost of Darren.
'Darren?'
'Yes, my love, my dear?'
'Answer honestly... are you okay? Like really okay?' Darren's face hardened at those words and Chris could see something flick on in the back of Darren's eyes.
'Yes Chris. I am fine.'
Chris ran over to Darren and kneeled down so he was eye-level with Darren. He could feel how tense Darren was from just holding his knees.
'No you're not. Stop lying to me. I want to help. Please Darren.' Chris could feel the tear threatening to fall but he wouldn't let them.
'If you want to help maybe you should just leave'. Chris stepped back and removed his hands from Darren as if they had been burned. Of all the things he had been expecting, it had not been that.
'I am not leaving. I am worried about you.'
'Well, maybe you should just stop! Dont you think i've had enough of it already, knowing that my parents are worried about me let alone Chuck? I don't need this right now. No I am not fucking fine but I don't need YOU reminding me every 5 minutes. Do you know why I was so happy when I got off the plane?'
'No Dare, I don't.'
'It was because when you had been asleep you looked so happy, so content with just being with me that for 2 hours I had could forget about everything and just feel loved. Yes, I love you but I can't stand that you keep reminding that I am not okay that my life is a complete mess.'
'I am sorry Darren. I really am but I want to help and if you can't see that then maybe you don't me as well as I though you did!' Chris yelled.
'I can see that you are "just trying to help" but right now I don't need help. I need a boyfriend who is trying to make me feel better not worse and right now you are not that person!' Darren was right up close to Chris' face. He looked terrifying, Chris had never seen Darren that upset and that mad before. He had to take a step back because he couldn't stand being that close to the person he loves more than anything.
'Chris. Please. Leave. NOW!' Darren shouted. Chris stumbled back towards the door.
'You don't mean it Darren. I am sorry. I will stop asking.' Chris muttered. He couldn't leave now, not while Darren was like this.
Darren hadn't meant to get this mad, especially not a Chris but right now he was feeling to many emotions just to let them go.
'Yes I do Chris. Please just go. I think we need a break.' Darren's voice softened so he sounded defeated. His angry demons had won.
Chris stared back at Darren with such horror and shock that Darren had to look away.
'You're are just being childish now! I'll talk to you when you decide to grow up.' Chris yelled before running out of the apartment.
Darren just stood there for several minutes, looking at the door which the love of his life had just run through. He knew he was wrong but there was no way he was going to admit that to anyone, let alone Chris. He was still mad that Chris felt he had to treat him like a 5 year old. He was a man and he thought Chris would at least accept that he didn't want to talk about it.
He let out a loud yell and threw a vase across the room. It shattered and fell to the floor. One of the pieces flew backwards and scratched a large, deep mark across his arm.
'Shit! OW! Fuck, fuck, fuck!' Darren yelled across the room. He went into the bathroom and wiped his arms. There was blood trickling down his arm and into the sink. It mixed in with the water and the tears that Darren hadn't noticed were falling.
Chris felt numb. He loved Darren but he knew Darren was wrong. He wouldn't apologise to Darren because he had not done anything wrong. He had been concerned and it turns out he had a right to be. Darren would never have normally flipped like that. He sat in his car outside Darren's house for a good 10 minutes. He was sobbing; they had worked so hard to be where they are. They had finally got it all sorted out and Darren had to go and screw it up. Stupid Darren. Stupid feelings. He couldn't stop loving Darren even if he was being a complete asshole.
He drove to the only address he could remember in his state. He wasn't even sure who's house it was. He just knew it was someone he could trust and would help him. It was either Lea or Ashley.
He knocked on the door and heard noises coming from inside the house.
'Chris!' Ashley shouted. Chris just sobbed in return. He hadn't got the energy to talk. He was using it all up being angry at Darren.
'Chris?...Boo?' Ashley's voice had gone from happiness to pure concern. 'Baby, come in' and with that she scooped Chris up in her arms and pulled him into her house.
'What happened? Was it Darren?' Chris whimpered at his name but then felt the anger build inside him.
'Yes. It was fucking Darren. Him and his stupid, stupid, stupid childish ways! He needs to stop being such a drama queen. I asked him if he was okay and what do I get? I get yelled at and told that he doesn't need me... He does Ash.'
'Woah! You need to breathe Boo.' Ashley went into motherly and all of sudden felt extremely angry at Darren. How dare he shout at Chris when he was only trying to help.
'Right Boo. I think you need to get some sleep. It's been a long day and I don't think you are in any state to deal with this right now. Go and find the spare room. It's the second floor first door on your right.' Chris sniffed and then turned to walk away. Maybe Ashley was right, maybe he was too tired.
'Ashley?'
'Yes Boo?'
'Thank you.'
'No problem. No get your ass up into my spare room and get some sleep.'
Chris climber the stairs and found the spare room. He stripped down to his boxers and turned the radio on. He smiled as he recognised the tune that was playing. It was almost ironic how appropriate the song was for his situation.
Once upon a time I believe it was a Tuesday when I caught your eye
We caught onto something, I hold on to the night
You looked me in the eye and told me you loved me
Were you just kidding cause it seems to me
This thing is breaking down we almost never speak
I don't feel welcome anymore, baby what happened please tell me
Cause one second it was perfect and now you're half way out the door
And I stare at the phone and he still hasn't called
And you feel so low you can't feel nothin at all
And you flash back to when he said forever and always
Ohh
And it rains in your bedroom everything is wrong
It rains when you're here and it rains when you're gone
I was there when you said forever and always
Was I out of line did I say something way too honest
That made you run and hide like a scared little boy
I looked into your eyes; thought I knew you for a minute
now I'm not so sure
So here's to everything coming down to nothing
Here's to silence that cuts me to the core
Where is this going, thought I knew for a minute
but I don't anymore
Chris climbed into bed and held himself. He missed Darren's arms around him, he always felt so safe. Now he felt more vulnerable than ever.
And I stare at the phone and he still hasn't called
And you feel so low you can't feel nothin at all
And you flash back to when he said forever and always
And it rains in your bedroom everything is wrong
It rains when you're here and it rains when you're gone
I was there when you said forever and always
You didn't mean it baby, I don't think so
Ohhh
Back up, baby back up, did you forget everything
Back up, baby back up, did you forget everything
Back up, baby back up, please back up
Back up, baby back up
Cause it rains in your bedroom everything is wrong
It rains when you're here and it rains when you're gone
I was there when you said forever and always
ohhh
I stare at the phone and he still hasn't called
And you feel so low you can't feel nothin at all
And you flash back to when we said forever and always
Chris' eyes began to close as he let the music take him away.
And it rains in your bedroom everything is wrong
It rains when you're here and it rains when you're gone
I was there when you said forever and always
You didn't mean it baby, you said forever and always
Ashley could hear the radio from downstairs. Why would Darren ever do something like that to Chris? She knew they loved each other; they were everything to each other. Something must have happened that Chris is missing out. They had been gone from filming for a few days but she had just assumed they had gone on holiday. She has to find out and since Chris was asleep there was only one other option. She grabbed her phone and dialled the number. He picked up on the second ring.
'Darren Everett Criss. You have some serious explaining to do.'
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we love y'all! it had to happen :( we will make it better for our lovebirds dont worry xxxx
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