Disclaimer: Hey guys! I've got a bit of bad news, not too bad thought! I might have a job pretty soon, but the only thing that I'm worried about is how much time I'll get to be able to type any fanfics! Please don't kill me, I'll honestly try to get onto the computer to get the fics done! So please, try to be patient with me because of my job. I'm really sorry
Mike's p.o.v
Mike only felt the wind brushing against his skin when the conversation stopped, and the obnoxious buzzing of the phone blaring in his ear, only then did he realise that he had ran outside while the horrible conversation was in progress. The gut-wrenching scream from down the phone made Mike's skin crawl even now as it played through his mind, his heart clenching and up in his throat as he realised how much Caitlyn was hurting his little girl, and he could do nothing about it only to try to find her. But from the conversation, Mike didn't have anything to go from, because he didn't try to get Bitters to phone his team to record or to try to follow the signal on the phone to where his little girl was, and that was hurting Mike each time he thought of the subject
"Mike!" Mrs. Knight shouted from behind him, touching his shoulder in a comforting gesture, and Mike definitely wanted to shrug off her touch, because he didn't deserve any sort of comfort, not whilst his daughter was no where to be found and being hurt beyond Mike's knowledge
"I'm okay thanks, Jen" Mike spoke, his voice hoarse because he felt the need to burst into tears, his throat burning from the attempt of him keeping in the tears
"You just ran away after answering a phone call, Kendall told me and I rushed straight to you" Jennifer spoke, her voice almost high pitched from worry, and Mike would have smirked if he didn't feel so depressed. But he suddenly drew back, a sudden thought crashing in his mind, Kendall had told Jennifer about him running off?
"Why did Kendall tell you about me?" Mike asked, keeping the furious tone from his voice
"I told that boy not to put his nose into your business" Jennifer mumbled under her breath, casting a glance behind her to look if Kendall had followed her, but she turned to smirk at Mike
"He was spying on me?" Mike replied smugly, feeling himself sort of cheering up when talking to Jennifer
"Yes, he's got in his head that you're hiding something" Jennifer spoke, her voice deadly serious without a single trace of humour in her tone. Her large brown eyes suddenly seemed to stare into his, scanning through his eyes to try to pluck the secret out of his eyes, but Mike did not look away from her gaze
"What would I be hiding?" Mike replied in the same tone as Jennifer, almost challenging her to come up with his secret, a small but smug smile on his lips
"Something with Darcy?" Jennifer spoke, her own challenge tone set deep within her voice as Mike wanted to run from the conversation, and it was like Jennifer knew she had hit the nail on the head. Her brown eyes went wide like a deer in the headlights, the pupils dilated to horrified, her hands slapping to her mouth
"Don't say anything" Mike hissed in anger, the only emotion he really wanted to feel at the moment, but only towards himself, but the anger was not enough to conceal the hurt that he was feeling towards Darcy
"Oh Mike" Jennifer began to sob, large, fat tears running down her face as she stared at Mike, but he looked away
"You can't tell anyone, especially Kendall or the other boys" Mike rushed, grabbing Jennifer by her shoulder and shaking her gently, trying to break her out of her sobbing fit before someone saw
"B-But they are her friends, they deserve to know" Jennifer sobbed, brushing away the tears from her cheeks and glaring up at Mike with a new found anger, but Mike ignored her, tightening his grip on her shoulders at the conversation
"They left her at the most crucial moment of her life!" Mike started, raising his voice to overpower Jennifer's as she tried to speak "she only did one thing wrong against the boys, and look what happened! They threw her away like yesterday's trash, only because she hurt Kendall once by accident! She doesn't know her own strength; she's lived without a motherly figure for a long time! But she tried to make things right, but no, they had to make it worse and confront her! Tell her that they were never friends!" Mike was bellowing now, spittle hitting Jennifer's cheek as he spat the words at Kendall's mother, letting all of his anger out on someone that was only trying to help him. He felt flushed as he shouted, his eyes going to Jennifer as she stood there taking the abuse Mike was throwing at her. Jennifer's lower lip was trembling; tears still making their way down her cheeks from her large brown eyes, and from that, Mike tried to calm himself down, fast
"Jennifer, I'm so sorry" Mike apologised, letting go of Jennifer's shoulders with shaking hands, keeping them pinned to his sides as he looked down, feeling his own eyes brimming with tears. But a body hit him in the chest as arms forced themselves through his arms at his sides, a chin digging into his chest
"Oh Mike, I'm so sorry for the boys behaviour towards Darcy! I didn't know" Jennifer was sobbing hard into his chest, soaking his shirt and making it stick to his chest like an extra skin, but Mike didn't care, only tried to keep the tears from the leaking from his own eyes
"I'm sorry Jennifer. I shouldn't have taken all of my anger out on you because of Darcy . . ." Mike paused in his sentence, biting hard enough on his tongue to taste copper in his mouth. Jennifer's head shot up from his chest, tear-filled eyes looking up at his green ones with sadness
"W-What's happened to Darcy?" Jennifer asked, her lower lip still trembling, but he was saved from an explanation as his phone began to blaring a familiar song to Mike's ears, and he flinched when the song played, sending himself a mental note to change the ring tone
"Hello?" Mike spoke
"Mike? I've been trying to get a hold of you for half an hour now!" Simon's angered tone shouted down the phone, and Mike would have usually laughed if the situation was not so dire
"Simon, calm down!" Mike shouted, the anger back in his voice as he tried to detach Jennifer from him, pulling and pushing at her arms to give her a hint
"Jesus Mike, what's wrong with you?" Simon shouted back from the phone, and Mike had to suppress a sigh of anger
"Meet me at the station, I'll tell you everything then" Mike instructed, ending the phone call and bending down to Jennifer's height "Jen, please don't tell Kendall or the others, they don't need to panic about the situation. Make sure you clean yourself up before the others come, and act normal" Mike instructed in a friendly tone, brushing away the tear stains on her cheeks, giving her a strained smile as she looked up
"Okay Mike. But please bring her back, for your sake" Jennifer whispered, kissing Mike on the cheek before walking away
Jennifer's p.o.v
She was walking around in a daze around the apartment, cleaning any surface that came into arms reach, ignoring the annoying sounds coming from the television as Katie stared at the screen. Jennifer couldn't ignore the look on Mike's face when she managed to figure out what sort of wrong with Mike, someone who she considered a good friend. It hurt her to see the look, because Jennifer knew how horrified a parent felt when they didn't know where their young were, Jennifer never really had to find out how horrible it felt, because Kendall was always thinking about others rather than himself. Katie was growing up to be a smart, young girl who looked after herself, and much like Kendall, always told Jennifer where she was going, and was back at a certain time. Darcy was completely different, and Jennifer knew how much she needed to grow up just by the look of her, and how she reacted around her father. Jennifer saw how much Darcy was completely nondependent on her father, doing everything that needed to be done, including cooking. She didn't know what happened to Darcy's mother, but Mike barely talked about her, only telling her that she left when Darcy was six years old, where? Jennifer didn't know, nor did she try to get the information out of Mike
"Mama?" Katie's small voice spoke through Jennifer's train of thought, breaking her out
"Yes sweetie?" Jennifer spoke, her voice slightly strained as she coughed to try to turn her voice normal
"What were you talking to Mike about?" Katie asked innocently in a child like voice, making Jennifer's heart clench in her chest "what did he say to make you cry?" Katie asked the question she really hoped she wouldn't have to answer; because she didn't have a great excuse about why she had began to cry. Jennifer faltered, because she didn't know what to say to Katie about what happened between her and Mike, and Katie was standing there, arms crossed, just waiting for her reply. Her brown eyes were gazing up at Jennifer, but she was still running her mind to try to think of an answer
Darcy's p.o.v
Her senses came to her slowly as she woke up, her shoulders and knee tingling only until she fully woke. Her fingertips on her left hand were on the cold floor, but the right was touching something much colder than the floor
"W-What?" Darcy rasped out, her throat burning with the words she was speaking, but she continued anyway, talking to herself as much as she could to try to comfort herself. Her hand tightened around the cold object, clenching her hand much tighter. She brought it to her field of vision, squinting her eyes to be able to fully see the object she had clenched in her hand, and realised that she was holding a full water bottle in her bloody hand. Darcy was surprised at how thirsty she became when her mind realised what she was holding, no saliva in her mouth as she tried to swallow back the urge to chug the whole bottled water. Darcy twisted off the cap to the bottle, the cracking of the top making her hands shake in anticipation as she watched water run down the edge of the bottle it was that cold, but she held herself back, until she fully twisted the cap from the bottle, bringing the bottle to her lips. The water touched her lips, and the tasteless water flowed down her throat without any help from Darcy, and she swallowed half of the contense of the bottle before she realised how much she had drank. She had to make the bottle crackle as her hold tightened around the bottle to stop herself from completely chugging the whole bottle. Darcy wiped her mouth with her sleeve, replacing the cap on the bottle and pushing it away from her body so she was not going to be tempted to have another drink, because she didn't know when she would have another drink. The large metal door creaked open, spilling little light into the room as a person stopped most of the light from getting into the room, but Darcy couldn't make out anything about the person
"Come on Darcy" the voice spoke, seemly familiar to Darcy as her heart skipped a beat, her breathing becoming heavy just from the person's voice, but her mind was still completely blank to the person who was standing there in the doorway
"Who are you?" Darcy's mouth moved before her mind could process the words she spoke, but the person laughed, and Darcy's body reacted negatively once again
"All in good time, my dear" the voice spoke, stepping away from the door and letting her go through the door without any obstruction. But she stayed on the floor for a moment, staring into the light, mesmerised at the light because it had been so long since she saw it. Her body lifted from the floor, and Darcy went for the water bottle, holding it close to her chest as if it was the only thing in the world, but to Darcy, it was. She didn't know if it would be there when she got back, and she was not about to take any chances with leaving it in the room, she was smarter than that
"Hurry" the voice whispered, appearing back in the doorway but a few steps back from the frame, Darcy didn't put much weight onto her left leg, because as soon as a little weight pressed onto her leg, a horrible shooting pain shot up her leg, making her hiss in pain. She managed to limp to the door, leaning heavily on the frame as her eyes cast over the next room to hers, but there was nothing obvious there. A small wooden chair in the middle of the room, old and missing a leg, which was cast across the room, probably from someone taking their anger out on the chair. Nothing else was interesting in the room, but Darcy thought that she was going towards the chair, until a hand grabbed her right arm, pulling her away from the direction of the chair
"That's not the way you're going" the same voice hissed in her ear, sending shivers and goosebumps running down her the right side of her body from the voice, she knew the voice. Darcy tried to turn around to confront the person, but their grip was tight on her arm, refusing her to turn around to face them. They pushed Darcy, making her stumble and step on her left leg, sending shooting pains coursing down her leg as it collapsed underneath her
"Hey!" Darcy shouted, reaching up to grab at anything that could help her to get back to her feet, but nothing was in arm reach; she had to claw at the walls to help her up and to try to get rid of some pain coursing up her leg. She ignored the small chuckles from the person as she stood up, walking down the hall that they had pushed her towards before her leg had collapsed underneath her, the old door closed as she limped towards it
"Through here?" Darcy asked, her voice strained because of the pain, she tried to look backwards towards the person, but once again they pushed her into the door, her hand hitting the handle, forcing it down from the force of the push. The door opened from her weight, and once again Darcy crashed through the door and ended up in a heap on a tiled floor, her chin bashing the floor
"Have a shower" the person sneered as Darcy took the chance to turn around to glare up at the person, but she regretted it as soon as her grey eyes met the hazel eyes staring up at her, seeming so familiar to her that it stopped her breathing completely, but her mind was still working clearly. Darcy's hand clawed at the tiles, her heels, even her practically useless left leg, kicking against the floor as she tried to scramble back away from the figure standing staring down at her, the pain numbed from adrenaline
"You recognise me now?" the boy spoke, the voice now completely familiar to Darcy, enough for her breathing to become ecstatic, her lungs not getting enough oxygen for her body's liking
"N-No!" Darcy screamed loudly, still scrabbling back away from the boy, because she refused to accept that he was here, of all people. She finally recognised what had happened; she just needed someone to tell her that she was right
"You know, I was hoping that Jacob here wouldn't see you until later" Caitlyn snarled from behind Darcy, but she refused to spin around and face her, because her eyes were staring at Jacob
"Y-You're not here!" Darcy screamed at Jacob, her voice high pitched, tears threatening to spill from her eyes
"I planned him to be here" Caitlyn walked towards Jacob, twirling something in her fingers as she walked, but she flicked it at Darcy, a picture landing perfectly in her lap, face up so the picture was showing. It was another old picture of Darcy and the boy, the two people standing next to a tree, curled up against each other with a wide smile on their faces as they leaned into each other to kiss. But there was a large, red cross across Darcy's head, probably drawn by her mother in anger, because the lines were not perfect
"W-What does this mean?" Darcy stuttered, trying to keep the fear from her voice, but it failed as her eyes almost automatically went to Jacob's hazel eyes
"I set this whole thing up, you know. Jacob here wouldn't be able to lead a horse to water. But of course he was willing to anticipate with the plan, because it involved you" Caitlyn cooed, stroking Jacob's face as his eyes remained staring into Darcy's
"Why?" Darcy stuttered, the tears now finally leaking from her eyes as she moved her gaze back to Caitlyn's, blinking as she did
"Because I still love you, after everything that's happened" Jacob spoke in a seductive tone, almost walking towards her if Caitlyn didn't have a tight grip on his arm. His hazel eyes were filling with lust as he scanned his eyes over Darcy's small figure, and Darcy was having a hard time not flinching away from the gaze and trying to cover herself up
"I don't love you! Not after what you did to me!" Darcy screamed, sobbing hard after her mind finally caught up with all the events happening. The boy had been familiar to Darcy now she thought about it, because her body had reacted similar to how she was today, but her mind refused to accept it, closing at the thought
"You do Darcy; you just don't want to accept it. I can tell, I've known you for a long time, sweetie" Jacob cooed, trying to slap Caitlyn's hand off his arm to approach her
"Leave me alone" Darcy whispered, turning her back to them both and limping towards the shower. She waited until the door closed and clicked behind her . . .
. . .Until she let the tears cascade down her cheeks and the sobbing began
