I stare at Darcy in the doorway of my room, her arms are crossed over her chest and her dark bobbed hair is tucked behind her ear. Her eyebrow is raised as she accuses me and suddenly it’s like all the air is kicked out of me, I bite down hard on the inside of my cheek trying to get my thoughts in order before I reply to her. Tyler would be so angry with me if another person has found out our secret. What if she tells someone and they take me back, what if Tyler comes back and finishes what he started with Damien. My hand starts to shake, I feel them get clammy and wipe them on my sweater.
“W... what do you mean?” I stutter and silently curse at myself. She shakes her head and leans against the doorway rubbing her forehead with her hand, she laughs humorlessly.
“Do you think I’m stupid Ashley, honestly I’m surprised I’m the only one who’s figured it out. It's not like you look all that different from the picture they’re showing on the news. You’ve lost some weight and your hair is a different color.”
I can barely hear her speaking to me, the blood pumping in my ears is so loud it's all that I can hear. I struggle to get my breath to slow down so that I can think straight. I wish Tyler was here right now, he’d know what to do with Darcy right now. Maybe I can call him and talk to him while Darcy is still here...
“Darcy listens you don’t know what you’re doing.” I sound desperate but, I am... I need her to realize what she could be doing to me right now. If she tells anyone, if they take me back...someone could get hurt.
“You know, I really thought that you were my friend... how could you lie to me like that?” I can hear the hurt in her voice, and it makes my stomach churn.
“I am your friend Darcy...” She exhales a shaky breath, and a single tear falls from her eyes. She steps into the room and gets close enough to me she could touch me if she wanted to.
“If you were truly my friend you were have told me.” Her voice comes out as a sneer and I flinch away from her. I step away and try and get closer to the bed so I can grab my phone to call Tyler. Darcy notices and manages to get around me and grabs the phone before I can. She sits down on the edge of the bed with my phone in her hand
. “Were you trying to call “Nate”, what could he do to help you right now?”
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