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mdkelly1: Hey its okay :) I'm just glad that you enjoy my story! Sometimes I think that no one likes my story. Um James and Darcy are not brother and sister. Earlier on in the story, pretty much quite close to the beginning, James considers Darcy like a little sister, because he saw something deep within her eyes. Do you wonder what James saw? Maybe you'll find out later :)
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Logan's p.o.v
When Mike's body collapsed to the floor, Logan's first instinct was to dive towards him to catch his body before it slammed into the floor, resulting in more injuries, something that the police officer really did not need, especially with his daughter in the hospital in a life or death situation. The rush of adrenaline was amazing, numbing the pain that was throbbing in his body as he took the dive, successfully catching Mike before his head slammed into the floor. The dead weight was too much for Logan, and soon even Logan collapsed into a heap on the floor
"Mr Black?" doctors swarmed around them, the colour white soon getting annoying, but Logan didn't let go of Mike, not until a blinding pain made itself known, very quickly
It was like someone was stabbing him right in the leg, ripping into his flesh like they really hated him. Logan screamed with the pain like someone possessed, immediately lifting the weight from his leg and falling on his butt. Almost as soon as Logan screamed, James was all over him, shouting questions and cupping Logan's cheeks with his hand, however, Logan ignored him, scrambling backwards enough so there was enough room for Logan to start tearing at the leg of his jeans, desperate to stop the pain, digging his nails hard into the flesh to try to counteract the pain, to numb it just enough so that he could tall and tell them what was wrong
"Logan! Logan, please, what's the matter?" James' voice never tore through the pain Logan was feeling, all he could think about was the blinding pain
"Mr Michell!" a doctor screamed in his face, trying to get through to Logan. He knew what they were doing, but the irrational part of him was not responding
"P-Please, make i-it s-stop" Logan whined through gritted teeth, still clawing at his leg to stop the pain, no one tried to stop him except James, who was now currently grabbing at his wrists to pull them away from his leg. Logan fought back, screaming at them to leave him alone so that he could try to stop the pain. He missed the white coat to the left side of his body, but soon felt a little prick to his skin, just sharp enough to knock some sense into him only for a moment, until the blackness clouded his vision
James' p.o.v
Breathlessly, James let go of Logan's wrists just in time for said boy to fall to the floor, his eyes rolled to the back of his head, dead to the world
Kendall was staring at the scene from the bed, bright green eyes filled with fear for Logan, because he didn't know what was happening, why Logan reacted like he did
Though, to be honest, James didn't either. He was only forced to watch the doctors pick Logan up from the floor, cradling his head and gently placing him on the bed that a nurse - who seemed to have pushed past James to get to the doctors currently holding Logan up from the floor - had hold of in a tight grip, her face bone white in colour but looking professional enough not to faint on the spot. James' ears were ringing from the screaming Logan had done, screaming like someone possessed and in great pain, it hurt James to listen
"Mr Diamond?" a voice called out to James, knocking his gaze from Logan's retreating figure to look into a pair of soft brown eyes that were not settling on James' eyes, instead they were roaming around his whole face, watching him for any sign that he might pass out or something worse
"I'm okay, thank you" James' voice was stronger than he realised, even though his throat felt like someone was squeezing his wind pipe restricting his voice, it still came out strong
"I think Mr Knight would like some company" the nurse was very friendly towards James, not in a flirtatious way. Her brown eyes were so much like Carlos' except without the childlike quality, she remained professional even thought there was a twinkle in her eye
"How is my friend Carlos?" James asked in the strong voice, sounding too much like the leader of the group. He would have to step up as the leader, because - as James and everyone else knew - the encounter had left some deep scars on Kendall's body and soul, ones that he would never be able to be rid of, but strong enough to battle. James hoped, crossing his fingers behind his back
"He's currently being transported to Mr Knight's room. We thought it would be best if everyone was in the same room, because of the. . .the incident that happened" her sweet voice faltered, her eyes downcast when mentioning the incident that left everyone with scars. They were easily seen to the human eye, some more than others. James had gotten away practically unscathed, his nose had bled quite badly and he had some scars on his back that would take time to heal, but that was it. James couldn't help but look towards Kendall
"Thank you" James ignored everything else the nurse said to him, leaving her babbling incoherent words that didn't really make any sense to James. He pushed open the door to the room, walking straight to Kendall's bed robotically
"W-What was that about?" Kendall spoke before James was ready to answer the question he had no idea how to answer. So he faltered, playing with his own fingers until a hand paused everything, covering his hand and grasping it tight
"I don't know" James answered, tightening his own grip on Kendall's hand, soon loosening it because Kendall hissed in pain, never trying to remove their grip
"Hey guys" a raspy, thick Spanish accent slurred from the other side of the room, James' head spinning to the source of the voice to notice Carlos being wheeled in by a nurse
At lease some of them were safe and conscious
Logan had suddenly began to scream and shout about a pain in his leg, trying to rip off the skin to the bone because of the pain
Mr Black had fainted with the news of his daughter - it was too painful for James to say her name, because she was in a serious situation, hanging to life probably by a thread - may not survive the night
And Darcy, James flinched, who was currently in an operation trying to save her life, only because of what had happened when that evil bitch had dragged her outside and let everyone else out. When James got his hands on her, he would strangle all the air from her lungs
However, he was not that violent
Kendall's p.o.v
When Carlos finally managed to wake up enough to make full sentences, he immediately asked questions that had Kendall on the edge. He was asking innocently question about what had happened, but he soon noticed the way they both flinched, avoiding eye contact
"W-Was it something I said?" Carlos asked, twirling his thumbs and looking down at the cover that was draped across his legs, his bottom lip trembling as tears pooled in his eyes. Kendall immediately felt guilty, watching as James crossed the room to collect Carlos in a hug, whispering in his ear something low enough that Kendall couldn't hear
It was probably words that were to make him feel better, and Carlos. But no such words would make Kendall feel better, especially without knowing how Logan and Darcy were
"God, things were screwed up. First we have a massive fight which results in Darcy doing a show on her own, leading to a kidnapping. Then she somehow manages to escape, finds our tour bus because we were taking her tour, and we get kidnapped too. Secrets were shown of Darcy's past, and something happened which resulted in Darcy. . ." Kendall didn't want to think about what kind of situation Darcy was in at the moment, because if he found out, he didn't know how he would take the news. It must have been bad, bad enough for Mr Black - or Mike - to collapse with the news and James to go bone white almost looking like he would pass out too
"W-We don't know what's wrong with anyone whose missing mate" James' tear filled voice filtered into Kendall's mind, his head immediately shooting up to look at the scene in front of him, it almost set him off
Instead of James hugging Carlos and whispering softening words into his ear, it was the other way around. Carlos drew James closer, letting the taller boy rest his head against Carlos' chest
"What about. . ." Kendall still couldn't say her name out loud, and he didn't know why
Was it because he saw, with his own eyes, the girl that he loved get hurt?
Was it because he was angry at her for getting everyone involved in her past?
Or was it because he was angry at her because of the kidnapping, which got him raped?
Kendall shook his head violently, angrily wiping his eyes to stop the tears falling from his eyes. He wouldn't allow himself to be angry at Darcy! She had to battle with her personal demons, Kendall wouldn't blame her for anything
Because, as Kendall knew, she had been deeply hurt with everything that had happened, possibly more than anyone actually knew
"Darcy" James began to speak, but his voice betrayed him, choking the words in his throat. Carlos' grip tightened around James' waist, trying to encourage him to speak "Darcy might not live through the night" James burst into tears, sobbing hard and loudly into Carlos' shirt. Soon even Carlos couldn't keep the tears from spilling out of his eyes, but he bit his lip hard to stop James from hearing him cry
Kendall was not that lucky
A sob bubbled from his throat, escaping from his lips loudly in the room, gaining both James and Carlos' attention. It never stopped Kendall from openly sobbing to himself, dropping his head to his chest and letting the tears fall from his eyes. Two sets of arms cuddled up into his sides, never trying to stop the tears by brushing them away from his eyes and cheeks, only to offer comfort
"She's going to live" Carlos' thick Spanish accent was fading back to normal, not as thick and slurred because of the drugs going on in his system "she's a strong girl, stronger than she gives herself credit for. I mean. . .just like the time she saved me from those bullies" Carlos' voice started to fade away at the memory, fiddling with Kendall's fingers, a sudden sad look crossing his face
Kendall's head snapped to Carlos' face, watching as he himself looked shocked at how they didn't know "Bullies?" James scratched his head. It suddenly struck with Kendall what Carlos was talking about
Guilt was nothing to what Kendall was feeling. It hit him strong and fast, wrenching his heart to skip a massive beat in his chest. Carlos' lips were moving, explaining everything that happened, Kendall missed everything, except when James' fingers tightened around his
"Dude, she's going to live. D-Darcy's a strong girl" James explained everything that Kendall already knew, but he let the older boy speak, letting out everything out. He nodded his head at the appropriate times, eyes glued to James' hazel ones
"Ah I see you've all. . .gotten together in the same bed" a nurse had entered the room unknown to all of them, closing the door behind her and giving them all a look that was meant to be angered, but the corners of her mouth twitched
"Um, we were just talking" Carlos tried to give her the best puppy dog eyes he could, but the woman was unphased
"You should be in bed, Mr Garcia"
"I-I" Carlos' finger was up in the air, his lower lip flopping around as he tried to think of an excuse to why he was up and out of bed, but came out with nothing except stupid noises that would make Logan proud
Kendall's stomach twisted at the name Logan, but his concentration was fully on the nurse, watching her as she flipped through the pages in her clip board, clicking her tongue
"You should really be resting, but if you're feeling up to moving around I'll let it slide" Kendall knew that there was an undertone to her voice, but he ignored it "Your friend, Mr Mitchell is recovering after an apparent broken leg that was found out when he caught Mr Black after he collapsed. The nurse who treated him will be punished for lack of proper care to a patient" the nurse shook her head in disgust, rolling her eyes
"When can we see him?" Carlos' innocent voice spoke out in the silence
"He needs rest at the moment, but there is someone that you can visit" she paused, looking up at all the boys with a look in her eyes that sent cold shivers down Kendall's spine, he really didn't like the look. It was a mixture of pain-filled fright that almost made Kendall jump out of the bed and shake the woman to get the look out of her eyes. Her lower lip was trembling, trying to think of something to say to excuse her from pausing and hesitating
"W-Who. . ." Carlos couldn't bring out the words, his large chocolate brown eyes looking down at the bed sheets
"Darcy has come out of her operation" the nurse whispered but it was easily captured by everyone in the room
Kendall watched James' reaction. Watching him jump right off the bed with a big gleam of hope in his eyes, a large, bright smile almost breaking his face in half as he grabbed the nurse's arm, shaking her and asking a million question over and over again, some Kendall couldn't hear
"Mr Diamond!" the nurse's tone was loud and stern as she pushed James' hands off her arms, holding up one finger in James' face to shut him up. He couldn't see James' face, but he must have looked like a small child "Yes, the operation has been successful but its still touch and go from here. The next 24 hours will depend on how strong Darcy is, so, everyone has decided to allow all of you to stay in the same room because of the incident" she couldn't hold James back, he immediately burst out of the room in a frantic hurry to find her
"Is he Darcy's boyfriend or something?" the question hurt Kendall more than he realised, it made his heart wrench painfully in his chest, stopping it beating for a second as he stared up at the nurse with a hurt expression
"No, he feels like he has a duty to be her brother. H-He saw something in Darcy's eyes once she arrived in the Palm Woods, he couldn't describe it, not even to us" Carlos brought the nurses attention towards him, something which he was grateful for
James' p.o.v
He didn't care about safety, didn't care that he could have fell over because the floor was slippery, even had a sign telling James that the floor was slippery. He had almost fallen over, slipped because he was rushing down the corridor not really knowing where he was going
Someone tugged on his shirt, pulling him back sharply into the corridor he just ran through. A stern voice was trying to shout at him, but James' mouth ran faster than his brain could understand what he was saying
"Darcy Black!" James shouted, raising his voice even more when the doctor's mouth moved but not to answer his question
"Mr Diamond, Darcy Black is resting in her room. No one, except the doctors that are treating her"
"B-But the d-doctor-" James stuttered, not being able to finish the sentence. He continued to ramble on about how this doctor said that it was okay for everyone else in their group to be able to see how she was doing. However, the look on the doctors face was not amused, looking like someone had kicked his puppy
"Please, go back to your room and I'll organise someone to. . .help you" he walked away, leaving James to sulk. His head fell to his chest, lips dowcast in a sad smile that he couldn't break no matter how many times he tried to think of something happy, it just didn't work
Not even when he noticed Carlos' bed being rolled down the corridor, a beaming smile on his face at seeing everyone okay. The smile wouldn't turn around, and everyone noticed
"James? Dude are you okay?" Kendall spoke as if he was treating a child to tell him what was wrong, James didn't really like him talking that way, and in the mood he was in, James was likely to lash out at who ever annoyed him
Which was Kendall
"I'm fine" James hissed in a venomous voice, his tone cold and sharp enough to cut through anything, especially Kendall's skin and heart to crush him where he stood. James completely ignored the hurt green eyes that stared into his hazel ones, twirling around to follow Carlos to Darcy's room, still in a mood
Until he walked into Darcy's room last, watching everyone else get ready and setting everything up for five people to live in one room together, James did not want to look in Darcy's direction, he knew which way it was because he could hear the horrible 'beep' sound the machine next to her
"I-I don't like her looking like that" Carlos' small voice sounded choked up, and soon after he was openly sobbing into the bedsheets, clutching them in both hands to try to dry his face with the fabric. Every attempt failed as more and more tears fell from Carlos' eyes at the state Darcy was in, it was then that James dared a look towards her, and his heart stopped dead in his chest
The covers, which only went to her underarms, matched the colour of her entire skin, a horribly pale white like a ghost, there was no life in her cheeks - not as much as James was used to -. Different wires came from her body, attached to machines near the bed, slack so that it didn't pull the wires out of Darcy's body. Bandages covered Darcy's head, almost the same colour as Darcy's deathly pale skin
James almost broke down right there and then, seeing someone who was like a little sister to him in the state she was in. She looked broken as she lay in the bed, eyes tightly closed to everything that was happening, breathing normally but not enough to bring any sort of comfort to James, he only stared at Darcy's figure on the bed. His hazel eyes scanned the entire face on the bed, the bruises that were a nasty blue colour, a horrible contrast
James looked away for a moment, tears stinging his eyes and threatening to pour out of his eyes until he gained some control over his emotions
"J-James it's okay" Kendall's voice shook just as badly as James' probably would have been
"I know" James spoke quietly, not bothering to speak loudly "I-I just don't like seeing her like this, weak"
"Dude, I know" Kendall spoke in a hushed whisper, James listened closely to Carlos still sobbing into the bedsheets, just not as loudly as before. James had let Kendall do all of the comforting to Carlos, sitting on the corner of the bed and drawing Carlos into his chest like an older brother would do
"God that hurt!" James thought, clutching the fabric at chest as if his heart would explode from his chest at any given moment. He almost hunched forwards because of the pain. A shuffling of bedsheets made James flinch, thinking that someone was getting up after noticing he had been in pain, but there was no voices soothing James down his ear, only a small barely heard moan on the other side of the room, away from Carlos and Kendall. James twirled around quickly to Darcy, and again his heart almost exploded out of his chest
Darcy's eye - from behind her eyelids - were going back to and fro, her mouth quivering as she tried to speak again, but it was only a small moan again
"Darcy" James whispered, bolting to the bed, grasping her hand and trying to coax her to re-gain consciousness "Darcy its okay, you're in the hospital. It's safe here, we're here with you" James ignored the rustling of bedsheets, the frantic calls both Carlos and Kendall were doing towards Darcy
Darcy's p.o.v
Voices whispered and called out to her, but no matter how many times she tried to open her eyes, to look into the eyes of those who were surrounding her, begging her to wake up, her eyelids didn't open. They felt like led, heavy
"Come on" James' voice filtered through the haze she was feeling, the black fog that surrounded her slowly evaporated as if it had never been there in the first place. Her whole body was slowly responding to her commands, her fingers moved, twitching against soft sheets, one of her legs - the right one - moved as she commanded it, the left reamined pinned down to the bed, only flinching. It annoyed her how much her body didn't respond to her commands as she wanted to, only when it seemed to want to do something. And even then it was testing her strength
"Ughh" Darcy moaned, letting out a low, long sigh, trying to open her eyes to see who was now calling her louder
"Darcy? Darcy can you hear us?" James whispered over everyone else's loud voices as far as Darcy could tell, but her eyes still wouldn't open, her body coming more and more alive the more everyone she knew talked to her
The voices stopped suddenly, the warmth at her hands disappeared, leaving them cold and heavy. New, strange voices replaced theirs, and Darcy found herself not wanting to respond to their calls, no matter how desperate they sounded for her to wake up
But her fingers twitched on the bed, her whole arm flinched once her fingers moved, and deathly cold fingertips touched her skin
"Miss Black? Can you hear me?" soft voices called out to her from the blackness that threatened to consume her
"W-W" Darcy tried to speak, however it was like someone had stuffed a mixture of cotton wool and sand paper down her throat, the mixture making a hard lump forming in her throat to make it impossible to form words. It seemed to excite those who were in the room as they asked - well more like spoke to her like a woman talking to a smaller child, babbling and high pitched as if she wouldn't understand them - how she was feeling, if she was in any sort of pain
She chose to try to wake herself up, squeezing her eyes closed for a moment to try to gain some understanding to where she was
"Miss Black, please try to sit still" a woman warned her as Darcy tried to sit up against the soft covers, hands flat against the fabric as she pushed with little strength, she barely moved, barely forced her body up before a large number of hands started to touch her skin, forcing her back against the bed. She couldn't tell how many hands were touching her body, but a sudden, strange sensation filled her body, a strange taste filling her mouth once she realised that they were trying to pin her down to the bed, restraining her. One she had tasted before and did not like the vile, bitter taste that was left behind
She was tasting fear, making her lungs pull in oxygen at a faster rate. Her heart pounded in her chest, clenching it and restricting the amount of breath she could pull into her lungs. Her hands formed fists, clasping the pure white bed sheets underneath her with desperation of trying to catch her breath, she still struggled, hands still moving to touch her and try to calm her down
"Miss Black?" a nurse's voice, unfamiliar to her mind - or was it unfamiliar because she was struggling to feed her starving mind desperate for some oxygen? - screamed at her to concentrate, to take deep breaths to calm her. She could hear machines some where in the blackness that was trying to creep into her vision at the corners bleeping dangerously, obnoxiously in the corner of her mind
"Darcy, Darcy relax!" a new voice talked low but powerful enough for her eyes to move her frantic gaze to the source of the voice. A pair of terrified hazel eyes met her grey ones, and he looked as terrified as she felt, his breaths just as erratic as her's "just keep breathing, but steady, deep breaths" James sounded too much like Logan, like the doctor of the group of friends, and that thought alone was enough for her breathing to start to steady out, her chest not as restricted as it was before everything that had happened
Instead of talking to James, Darcy's mind went to her own thoughts
Why was James, Carlos and Kendall here in her room? Watching over her as doctors swarmed around her bed to check up on how she was doing
"W-Why are you here?" Darcy spoke in a raspy, dry voice, her throat, even though it felt like someone was rubbing sandpaper across the inside of her throat while she spoke, she still needed to ask. It was something that her mind couldn't wait for an answer about, she needed to know, but soon regretted asking. Everyone's face twisted either into a grimace or a saddened look at her question, as if they understood why she was asking the question. She knew it hurt them for her to ask, she could see it in their eyes as the question slipped out of her mouth, past her lips. She looked into each of their eyes, each sharing an emotion that she hated to see
Carlos' bright brown eyes were starting to fill with tears at her question, innocence was the deepest emotion that shone brightly in his eyes. Carlos covered his mouth with his hands, the tears he was desperately trying to keep at bay spilled from his eyes down his cheeks and his hands. But Carlos almost looked stress free from everything that happened all those weeks ago
James' hazel eyes were already filled with tears, they spilled down his cheeks like a river. They were tears of guilt that crashed down both cheeks, his hazel eyes looked tremendously guilty and sorry, and Darcy found her hand weakly reaching out to grab James' hand, squeezing it as hard as she could to try to tell him that he didn't need to be sorry. But deep inside her, she was still angry at the four boys that made Big Time Rush, because of how much they hurt her, how much they broke her without a single thought of what would happen
The kidnapping happened, and that seemed to break her even more than she wanted to admit, having to see and confront the demons she thought had left her life forever. It seemed that no matter how much time passes, the demons would never truly be gone from her soul, the scars would remain on her heart for the world to see
She swallowed hard to dislodge a lump that refused to disappear as she tried to look at Kendall, but found it difficult
How could she face Kendall after everything that happened? How her ex boyfriend had kidnapped everyone and Kendall had been raped
It was her fault, she understood that. It still hurt to realise that it was, the guilt would stop her from going up to Kendall and talking to hi m, it would press down so hard on her heart that it would squash it if she got too close. Or that's how she felt as she kept her vision to the white sheets that covered her bottom half, fiddling with the fabric to pretend that she was busy doing something, to distract her from looking into Kendall's eyes and seeing the hate rid glistening in those emerald green eyes
"W-We wanted to see if you were okay" James' voice spoke for everyone, it wasn't strong like before when he forced her to calm down before she passed out "especially after you were rushed to the operation room after. . .after passing out with blood loss" Darcy couldn't remember much of what happened, only small, fragile pieces of the puzzle of memories. They filtered through her mind too quickly, but some she captured easily
She remembered seeing James' face looking white as a ghost, the usual tan colour draining from his face in record time as Darcy's world slowly started to turn black from pain. A warm but unnatural liquid running down the side of her body, staining the black fabric covering her top half blood red, it would not be shown in the fabric, the dark colour disguising the blood that Darcy knew was covering her body
"Do" Darcy started in a weak voice, she constantly swallowed to try to get strength back in her voice. She tried again when her mouth didn't feel so dry "Do you know what happened? Who phoned the police really, because I know it wasn't me" Darcy watched the confused look cross over each pair of eyes that looked straight back at her, a mixture of bright brown innocent eyes and hazel eyes that looked shocked
"No" Kendall answered her question in a snide voice, snarling her reply to show Darcy just how much he hated her. She could feel the hate rid rolling off Kendall in waves, almost smothering the room "we don't know any other information other than what we already know. No one tells us anything, especially not you" Kendall snarled the last word, spit flying out of his mouth as anger glistened in the bright green eyes that were showing too much hate rid and anger that had Darcy cringing in the bed she was forced in. Kendall twisted around, throwing his hands up in the air and walking straight out of the room, slamming the door wide open enough for it to crash against the wall with great force, enough for the door itself to quiver. It closed on its own accord, slowly, mocking everyone in the room
The room was silent, the only sound was the bleeping next to her by the machines
"He's just upset" Carlos whimpered, just as frightened of Kendall's outburst as Darcy was. She held onto the white sheets tightly, not wanting anyone to see how much her hands were shaking and trembling from Kendall screaming at her words that crushed her heart
"He will calm down soon, you know how Kendall's like" James tried to laugh, but it was hollow without humor, a cackle that made both Darcy and Carlos flinch, not making the situation better.
God how much Darcy wanted to get out of the hospital to get out of their lives before she ruined them even more!
"Mr Mitchell will be with you shortly, as will Mr Knight" a new nurse - these nurses really did not want to become attached to them, not even introducing themselves as they entered the room, was that considered rude? - stiffed the silence in the room, everyone moved to her voice, watching as she crossed the room to check up on the machines surrounding Darcy, pressing a few buttons but otherwise left the room with a smile on her face to try to settle the room back to normal
"G-Guys" Logan's happy voice made everyone look up from either the floor or the bed, looking at Logan as he was wheeled inside the room. A cover was draped across his lap, but it had been moved slightly from Logan's leg which was covered in a blue plaster. The plaster was just past his knee
"Logan!" Everyone else except Darcy shouted, she only watched everyone race to Logan's side on the bed and constantly ask him question about how he was feeling, and how his leg was actually broken. Logan appeared just as confused as everyone else
"I-I don't know" Logan stuttered out, scratching his head and giving off a nervous chuckle as he ducked his head low so no one could see the look that crossed his face. It was probably anger, angry at himself for not being able to figure out why the pain in his leg decided to act up now and not later when something could be done to stop it
"How can you not know!" James' voice had risen almost to a shriek, Carlos, from beside him, flinched as he covered his ears "you didn't show any sign of having a broken leg" James scratched his head, looking puzzled, eyebrows knotted together to finish the look "then again, you didn't really walk very much, and the adrenaline must have stopped you feeling any pain" Darcy's head rose to look at James, shock clear on her features at the way James was speaking. He sounded too much like a doctor for Darcy's liking, but a small, smile crossed over Logan's lips, curling them
"You have been listening to what I've told you in the past" Logan laughed, and unlike James' previous laugh, it was real, genuine as it sprang from his lips to brighten the atmosphere of the room. Carlos gave off a laugh too, a loud bellow that overpowered Logan's
The only two who didn't laugh were Darcy and James. James didn't because he was too deep in thought to consider trying to laugh in the first place
Darcy didn't laugh for a more personal reason. Guilt and anger - mostly towards herself - stopped any happy feelings from coming from her body. She felt like everything was her fault, the reason why the guys were in the hospital was because of her stupid reason. Trying to escape from the bad guys for a selfish reason, because they were hurting her, forcing her to re-live memories that she wished were not real nor did she want to re-live them at all. The doors opened again, slower this time as Kendall entered the room, only focusing on the guys only. A sorry look was on Kendall's face as his head was lowered, eyes downcast
"I'm sorry about my outburst earlier" Kendall muttered, kicking an imaginary stone on the floor with his feet even though they were bare. A sharp snort echoed around the room
"It's not us you should be saying sorry to" James snorted in the most snobbish voice he could put on "it's Darcy. There was no need to say that to her Kendall, no matter how hurt you are" why was James defending her? Didn't he hate her because, even though he didn't know that crazy woman was actually Darcy's mother, he wanted her to rot in hell?
"Stop it!" Darcy shouted, raising her voice even more to drown out James' rant "what's said has been said. Just forget anything happened and move on with our lives" Darcy, in a childish manner, crossed her arms over her chest and sunk down into the pillows behind her, glancing away from everyone in the room to stare out of the room. She ignored James as he tried to reason with her that Kendall should say he was sorry, he sat near her bed, trying to grab at her hand until Darcy pulled away and dug her hands under her body. She didn't care if it was childish for her to do this, she was pissed off and angry at herself, and taking it out on someone was probably better than her taking it out on herself
Everyone needed some way to vent, especially after what happened earlier on, and this was one way to vent. To take it out on someone else was a completely different way than she used to, and Darcy didn't want to go back to that old habit
James' p.o.v
To say he was hurting when Darcy continued to ignore him and pull away from his touch when he tried to comfort her was putting it lightly. Her eyes wouldn't meet with his no matter how many times he called out her name, they continued to stare out of the window, gaining a glassy look like a china doll. Everyone else talked among themselves, but James seemed to feel that something was wrong with Darcy, he couldn't really put his finger on it, just called it 'a feeling' that rose from his gut into his stomach and rested there as if he was stuffed
"When do you think dinner will come?" Carlos asked innocently, making James snicker and glance over to the group, watching Carlos rub his stomach with a scowl on his face, but he still smiled
"Do you think of anything else other than food?" Logan scowled from the bed, much more awake than before. He had risen from the bed so he rested more comfortably on the pillows
"Yeah" Carlos spoke confidently "I think about helmets too"
James smacked himself on the forehead with his palm with Carlos' reply, resting his palm where it was for a moment before wondering that himself. His stomach gave off a loud sound, sounding as if a whale was dying in his stomach, causing James to blush madly and try to muffle the sound by wrapping his arms around his stomach, internally cursing his stomach to shut up. Kendall, Logan and Carlos all looked up at the harsh sound, Carlos grinning like a madman because he knew James was hungry
"See" Carlos whined in a loud voice
"I think it should be soon" Darcy's voice rang out in the room because no one had heard her speak in a long time. James actually flinched at the voice, twisting to look at Darcy as she in turn looked at the door, watching with grey eyes as a doctor entered the room bearing a silver clipboard
"Hello everyone, my name is Doctor Holloway" he smiled broadly at everyone in the room before meeting Darcy's eyes "I will be your doctor for the rest of the time you will be in the hospital" he glanced around, and James noticed how uncomfortable he looked with everyone watching. He must have been a new doctor
"What do you have to say?" Darcy's tone was soothing, trying to coax the information out of the new doctor. James watched her the whole time, the way she smiled at the doctor in almost a flirtatious way making James' blood boil
"You need to have a few more operations to try to mend your kneecap" the doctor lazily pointed at Darcy's knee with a simple point of his finger. James noticed that Darcy seemed to flinch as he pointed, unconsciously her hand went for where her knee was under the covers, but James' hand snapped out and grasped her hand, entwining their fingers together to try to calm Darcy down, not to start any sort of relationship between them. James knew that Kendall liked Darcy, and the other way around, and anyway, James felt like Darcy was a little sister to him
"What about us?" Carlos asked loudly, rubbing his stomach and continued to whine like a little child. Doctor Holloway was patient with Carlos, explaining that the dinner would be served soon after the nurses looked over all the patients, which included them
"Miss Black will be going into surgery before dinner" Doctor Holloway looked right into her eyes, glancing back and forth between her grey eyes and the clipboard in his hand, scribbling on paper every second. He soon approached the bed, and James felt a sense of protectiveness run through him like a bolt of lightning suddenly hit him, he almost jumped up from the chair to throw himself in front of Darcy and protect her from what she was going to go through
"When is the operation?" James asked, trying to keep his voice steady for the question. But the snide answer that he got, not from the doctor but Darcy, really hurt his feelings
"Why the hell do you care?" Darcy snarled, twisting around on the bed - James didn't miss the small grimace her face twisted into when she moved to look at him - to glare at him with eyes that really seemed to hate him at that moment, or was she just taking her anger out on him?
James didn't really know what to think as he moved from the bed slowly, a hurt look causing his mouth to drop agape, eyes threatening to spill tears as James moved away from Darcy's bed as if he had been burnt.
How hurt was Darcy to be lashing out at everyone that was trying to comfort her?
How much pain had Darcy really been through with Jacob before she came to the Palm Woods?
James could only guess, make up facts about Darcy and hope that he was right in some way
Disclaimer: Wow, this is the longest chapter of this story I've done. But to be honest I think you deserved it :) Because it's been a while that I've updated this story.
I hope that you've enjoyed reading this story so far, and enjoyed reading this chapter. I'll honestly try to update as much as I can, but I'm under pressure to try to find a job, and getting my dad off my back. Soooo please, if you want to talk to me, don't be shy to pm me :) I love talking to new people, and hope to make friends with people
Love everyone who reads this fanfic
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