The Plan
Darcy's p.o.v
Her plan was forming in her mind quickly, but the only trouble would be getting Kendall out of the apartment and outside. The words her father spoke last night were playing through her mind at a mile a minute, making her head spin. Kendall was still cooped up in the apartment, wallowing in self-pity because of Jo swapping spit with Jett and going to New Zealand to film. It had been a simple break up only because Jo had said everything with her eyes as she looked into Kendall's, the signs she was giving him made the decisions for their relationship. Darcy had been there when Jo split up with Kendall, and the look on her face had made Darcy very angry, too angry. Darcy's face must have looked murderous, because as soon as Jo looked at her, the smirk had dropped from her mouth, her whole face going as white as paper, something even to this day Darcy is proud of, even if the others disagreed with her. But a week after the break up, Darcy had tried being reasonable about the situation, but she made matters worse and intervened. Darcy wanted to slam Jo's head against something, probably only making herself feel better about the situation, but hopefully to get Jo to realise the stupid mistake that she made breaking Kendall's heart
"Knock, Knock" a sarcastic voice broke Darcy from her train of thought, making her jump in the air from fright. When she looked to see who it was, she was shocked and worried to find James standing at her door with his hand hovering over the door in a fist, a playful but worried smile etched on his face
"Why are you knocking exactly, the doors open?" Darcy spoke, raising her eyebrows in the air so they disappeared in the shock of black hair that made up her fringe. The smile on James' face fell, his eyes going deadly serious
"What's your plan of action to get Kendall out of the apartment?" James asked, raising his own eyebrows and looking Darcy square in the eyes. He walked into the room, stopping near the sofa so that their knees were just touching
"Take him out to the park, play some catch?" Darcy shrugged her shoulders, rolling her eyes at James as he rolled his eyes. A sarcastic clap made Darcy look into James' face, her eyes narrowing as she watched James' hand slowly clap against each other
"Okay, you decide on a plan" Darcy jumped up to her full height, but she was still considerably smaller than James, but she was not easily intimidated by taller people, especially not James, but he already knew that. He was just standing there thinking, and Darcy wanted to make a sarcastic remark about James thinking, but she bit back the insult. Today was going to be a day where nothing went wrong, just five friends hanging out to forget everything that happened. Kendall would have no choice in the matter of going outside, Darcy and James had already made that clear among themselves. They had talked about trying to get Kendall out of the apartment, but each time Kendall would easily slip past them
"I can't think of any plan" James muttered to himself, but loud enough so that Darcy overheard him. A small smile littered her face, the sarcastic remark back on her tongue, this time, she couldn't keep it back
"Typical" Darcy muttered, looking James square in the face as his eyes widened, his face going scarlet in embarrassment. He puffed out his cheeks in a childish way, squaring his shoulders to look more intimidating. Without any words, both James and Darcy knew the plan had to start now, or else Kendall would stay cooped in his room all day. But as they approached the door, a loud shout echoed down the corridor
"I'm not going outside!" the person, Kendall, screamed but it sounded troubled, strained as if he would burst into tears. Darcy nor James knew if it was with laughter or sheer emotion
"Yes you are!" another voice shouted, before a loud crash ricocheted around the room behind the closed-door. Darcy's immediate reaction was to roll her eyes as James burst through the door. The sight before them was funny, but the situation behind it was something that Darcy wished was not happening to the boys. Kendall was lying on his back on the floor of the apartment, spread eagle with Logan lying on his chest looking a little dazed. Carlos was surprisingly standing on the side-lines laughing his head off, completely innocent in whatever had happened between Kendall and Logan
"What the hell were you doing?" James shouted to the pair on the floor, his face angry beyond belief. His hands were balled up and shaking as he yelled at the pair. Logan was immediately jumping off Kendall's chest, blushing bright red and trying to hide his face. Kendall just looked James straight in the eyes, his own anger flashing in his green eyes
"He was trying to get me to go outside. I keep telling you guys that I don't want to!" Kendall screamed as he jumped up, squaring up to James even though James was taller than him. Darcy was the only one who probably would have dared to get in-between the pair, but her anger towards Kendall made her take a step back. She wouldn't slap either one of them until the situation became so dire that she needed to intervene
"We are trying to help you Kendall" James spat through gritted teeth at Kendall, looking away so that he could make his point. Darcy knew that the situation had everyone worried about Kendall, even the relationship between the boys was paper-thin at the moment because of Kendall's emotions getting in the way. He had anger management problems, and now he was really angry most of the time around the others
"You do realise that the band is suffering because of this, Kendall" Darcy spoke in a serious tone she learned from her father, but Kendall wouldn't look her in the eyes, and a hurt feeling flashed through her chest. She bit back the rest of the words she was going to say, just incase that she burst into tears or showed Kendall just how hurt she was feeling about the situation. Kendall wouldn't let anyone in to talk to him, he shut himself away from the others so much that they felt they barely knew Kendall's emotions any more. Those words were not from Darcy but from James when he came over to her apartment looking for a shoulder to cry on
"Please, just come outside and do something with us" Carlos spoke in a childish voice, but there was so much hurt in his tone that even Darcy flinched and felt guilty. Carlos' eyes were big like a puppy, and Kendall was having a hard time in not looking into his face
"Alright"
James' p.o.v
They finally got Kendall out of the apartment, barely. He put up a big fight against three boys and a very angry Darcy, so practically he did not win. It was Darcy that put up the best fight, giving him such a cold glare that he cringed against Logan for safety. Everyone had almost avoided making Darcy angry, she is not the best person to get angry, especially on such a secret subject. James knew that Darcy loved Kendall
"Dude catch!" Carlos shouted as he threw the ball at James hard. He almost missed the catch, being inside his mind but his reactions were faster. James couldn't help but to watch Kendall for any signs that he would bolt from the park, but he also watched the others. Everyone was on edge because of Kendall, hoping that he wouldn't make a break for it to get back to the Palm Woods. James pathetically threw the ball, missing a sarcastic remark that Darcy spoke right next to him
"Kendall, catch!" Darcy shouted as she threw the ball a little harder than James expected. As Darcy threw the ball, it soared in the air at break-neck speed, and as Kendall lifted his hands to catch the ball, it was too quick. The ball crunched into Kendall's face, smashing him straight into the nose. The sheer force of the throw when it hit his face echoed through the park, the sound of a nose breaking made James flinch because it was loud. Kendall's head was thrown back, his body following through as his back hit the pavement. Blood gushed from his nose as he lay on his back, but Kendall looked stunned, but everyone including James had been stunned into submission at how hard Darcy had thrown the ball
"Kendall!" Logan and Carlos screamed in horror, running to Kendall's side and lifting his head into their hands to stop him from swallowing his own blood. The dazed look was still in Kendall's eyes, but James looked at Darcy and his mouth gaping open like a fish out of water. Darcy looked horrified at what she did to Kendall, her eyes were wide, her mouth similar to James' and the colour had drained from her face, only leaving it a grey colour
"His nose isn't broken, but it's going to be sore for a while" Logan explained as he lightly touched Kendall's nose, watching as he flinched in pain. James walked to Kendall, offering his hand to help him to his feet. Kendall took James' hand, standing to his feet. Darcy had not moved from her place, still looking horrified at herself
"Darcy?" Logan spoke from the side of James, walking forwards towards Darcy. The tone of Logan's voice was not anger, but worry because of her face, the expression she was wearing
"I'm so sorry" Darcy whispered in a voice that made James flinch. He could tell that she was upset at what she did, but the look on Kendall's face was anger
"What the hell happened? How did you learn to throw like that?" Kendall bellowed at Darcy, throwing his hands up in the air in anger, James wanted to stop Kendall from yelling at Darcy, but another part of him stopped any movements he wanted to originally make. He was angry at Darcy too, they all were for that hard throw she did. James didn't know that she could throw like that, they never did anything like this with her at the beginning. They all thought she was a girly girl, being into shopping and sitting by the pool, but no, they were all wrong, and James thought he knew why. When they hung around in Darcy's apartment, her father had come home and introduced himself. At that moment, James had wanted to ask Darcy about her mother, but he stopped himself
Darcy's p.o.v
She didn't know what to say at Kendall's question, she completely ignored the other things he was saying. Darcy knew the reason she managed to throw the ball that hard, but admitting it in front of other people was harder than Darcy expected. Her only role model was her father, and he taught her everything she knew. Her father had home tutored her, Darcy did not want to go to school because she thought that she would get picked on for not having her mother, and crying easily. She had gotten so upset at the reason that her father had not been able to say no to her
"You okay?" Carlos spoke so close to her face that it broke her chain of thought, making Darcy jump out of her skin. She was met with a worried Carlos almost face-to-face with her, but she noticed that no one else had moved closer to her
"I'm okay thanks Carlos" Darcy whispered, touching Carlos lightly on the shoulder and smiling as he didn't flinch once. But the others had moved, almost lunged towards Carlos as she touched his shoulder, someone even touched hers to pull her away. Darcy felt hurt pulse from her stomach, almost making her want to be sick right there and then. Carlos was too innocent to notice the hurt look in her eyes, but most people didn't know it was there until it was too late. She was good at hiding her emotions from others, especially her father Mike, but there was only one person that saw straight through her when she lied she was okay. Her mother, Caitlin Black
"What happened?" Carlos whispered, leaning in closer to hear her answer, anticipation etched on his face. But before she could answer him, the hand on her shoulder twirled her around, and she met with an angry James. His nostrils widened, his face red with anger. The grip on her shoulder was tight, fingernails biting into her skin
"What happened?" James seethed through gritted teeth at Darcy
"I-I said I was sorry James, I've lived with my dad for most of my life. He taught me to throw" Darcy spoke, ignoring how she stuttered slightly as if she was scared of James. At that moment, Darcy felt like their friendship was going to be tested, and she was right when James shoved her shoulder hard, but not hard enough to make her stumble
"James!" Carlos shouted, standing next to Darcy and throwing his arm across her shoulder. The murderous look in James' face almost sent Darcy into a fit of tears, but somehow she managed to bite them back enough to make sure that no one saw them building up in her eyes
"Don't take her side Carlos!" James seethed at Carlos, making him flinch back into Darcy's shoulder
"Stop shouting at him James, it's me you're pissed at!" Darcy hissed back at James, standing slightly in front of Carlos to defend him. She wanted to push James shoulder like he did to hers, but she refrained from raising her arms, still protecting Carlos
"Yeah I'm pissed at you, but he's in the wrong too!" James shouted, getting into Darcy's face. Darcy's hand balled into a fist, but she couldn't lift her arms to throw the punch
"He's only defending his friend James" Darcy muttered through gritted teeth, her voice quiet because her teeth gritted hard
"Guys! We need to calm down!" Logan shouted, pushing himself in-between James and Darcy, pushing James back harder because he refused to budge "Let's leave it for tonight and talk tomorrow" Logan suggested as he grabbed James' wrist and pulled him across the park. He met Darcy's eyes, but immediately looked away as he pulled James away. Carlos took one look at Darcy then at Kendall, as if he needed to think about who to go to help. Darcy wanted him to pick her, especially after everything that she tried to do about Kendall, but she saw it in his eyes, the look of guilt. He didn't want to pick either of them, but he knew he needed to pick someone
"Go" Darcy said softly, giving Carlos a fake smile to make him believe she wanted him to help Kendall, even though inside she was feeling extremely hurt and lonely. But the feeling faded slightly when she caught Carlos' smile beaming on his face when she picked for him, a silent thank you in his eyes. Carlos ran to Kendall's side, pulling him along
Still Darcy's p.o.v
"I'm home!" Darcy shouted as she closed the door with her hip, staring into the empty room feeling a little more down with no one to talk to. Sighing, Darcy walked deeper into the room, throwing down the ball they were playing with in the park before the accident that left everyone in a bad mood. It bounced on the table once, then on the floor and off into her fathers bedroom. Darcy couldn't care less where it went, she was in a bad mood after seeing James act like it was Darcy's fault that Kendall was hurt. She didn't mean to throw the ball that hard, she didn't know her own strength. Her own father had trouble catching the ball when she threw it, but at least he catches it! Darcy shook her head, slamming the palm of her hand into her forehead, rolling her eyes at her own thought
"Stupid, stupid, stupid!" Darcy muttered, slamming the palm into her forehead at each word
"You shouldn't do that" a voice spoke, startling Darcy as she screamed out in fright. A loud laugh echoed through the apartment, and Darcy immediately knew it was her father by the laugh he gave off. A wide smile was planted on his face, his eyes amused along with the look on his face. In his arms were brown paper bags, and he was shuffling them to get a better place. He looked worn out, so Darcy took two paper bags from his arms, receiving a smile of gratitude from her father. Darcy put the bags on the counter, searching through them for the contense. She put each item in the bag in the right places
"What's for dinner?" Mike spoke, putting down his own bags on the counter and rustling through them
"Now we have more food, I can make Pasta bake?" Darcy asked, giving him a smile and continuing to rustle around in the bags
"Pasta bake sounds good, unless the same thing happens again" Mike spoke, shivering at the memory of the last time they made pasta bake. Although it was Mike's fault that the pasta had burnt so badly it was like eating charcoal
"That was your fault" Darcy spoke matter of factly at her dad, making him glare at her from the other side of the room. She shrugged
"So I accidentally left it in the oven for too long, and didn't read the instructions" Mike muttered, scratching the back of his head with a massive grin on his face. Darcy had begun the making of dinner, pouring the pasta into a dish, but her thoughts were not about the pasta, but everything that happened in the park. A loud smash didn't divert her attention to the floor, that was until a violent tug at her shirt, pulling her away from the counter. She was face-to-face with her dad, a worried expression etched on her face. He was cradling her hand with his own, and it was covered in blood
"Dad! What happened?" Darcy screeched, pulling her hand away to cradle his hand
"It's not my blood Darcy, its yours" Mike mumbled, grabbing Darcy's hand and dabbing it gently with a kitchen towels. They soaked the paper quickly, but Darcy hissed in pain when it made contact with the towel
"Sorry" Mike spoke as he dabbed at the wound again. He never looked at Darcy, but she noticed his hands shaking
"What's the matter dad?" Darcy asked, wanting him to look at her, but he never did
"It was a difficult day today at work, nothing to worry about" Mike spoke as he finished bandaging her hand
"I'll finish the tea" Darcy spoke as she stood up to walk to the kitchen, but a hand slammed on her shoulder, forcing her back down on the sofa. The look her dad gave her was a look to say 'If you stand up, you're grounded' and Darcy stayed on the sofa, giving him instructions when he needed them. After her father took the dish of the oven, burning himself in the process, he served the meal, giving Darcy a bowl. She gave him a smile and tucked into the meal, raising her eyebrows in surprise when the meal actually tasted nice
"What? Are you seriously surprised at my cooking skills?" Mike screamed, stamping his foot like a child
"You did have instructions given to you by me" Darcy spoke, smirking as her dad glared at her and shoved a load of pasta in his mouth, chewing on it like a little kid. Darcy rolled her eyes, putting a piece of pasta in her mouth and chewing
"What happened today then?" Mike spoke through a mouthful of pasta, spraying it across the table. He waved his fork around in a circle, waiting for the reply from Darcy, but she was shocked because her dad noticed
"Nothing dad" Darcy lied, shoving a load of pasta in her mouth and chewing on it to make a distraction
"Sure, and the incident today was nothing. I spoke to a girl you might know, Camille, and she said that the boys were angry at something that happened in the park" Mike spoke, staring Darcy straight in the eyes, she couldn't look away once she gave him eye contact
"We had an argument, all of us except Carlos. I-I kinda threw the ball too hard at Kendall and hit him in the nose. It gushed with blood and the guys got angry at me" Darcy muttered, pushing the pasta around the bowl and looked down into her bowl. Her father swore in a low voice, slamming down the bowl in his hand
"Are you okay?" Mike spoke as he kneeled down near Darcy, pulling the bowl from her hands and grabbing them with his own
"I-I'm not sure dad"
