LOGINDarcie I blinked, trying to process if it's just me dreaming or It's really Arthur. I mean, since when did he get better from the stroke. He walked in, surprising Charles and I. Maybe their parents knew about his health. He walked in better and different than how he was. Like he had gotten a glow up after the stroke. The maids walked upstairs and Mrs Sterling walked to him. “Ohh, Arthur, my son.” She opened her hands for an embrace and he hugged her. “I've missed you. Welcome back, my darling.”“I missed you too mom.” He smiled and looked up to his father. “Dad…” he walked towards him and they hugged. “Welcome back, Arthur.” Mr Sterling smiled. Then, Arthur raised his head at Charles who's still holding on to me. The three of them now staring at us like we were guilty as thieves.“Brother…”“Don't call me your brother.” Charles' hissed. “It's disgusting.”“Charles'!” Mrs Sterling screamed. “How could you say that to Arthur like that? After he just got discharged.”“I don't underst
Darcie I ran inside, back to my room and my face was wet with tears. My legs were shaking, I was so scared, so confused and angry about what Charles said. He has caused trouble. He should have just kept quiet without saying anything. Now I feel so stupid and threatened by the last words his father said. I'm just supposed to be his helper, not a lover. They would be so disappointed in me, at the both of us. My fingers trembled as I merged them together. I was trying to breathe normally but my heart seemed to beat rapidly. I stood to my feet, pacing the room. Whatever Charles' doing, I have to stop him. But how could I, he just confessed how he loved each other to them. Could I still stop him?The knock on the door almost made me jump. It wasn't once or twice, just kept on drumming consistently. “Open the door, Darcie!”That sounded like Mrs Sterling. I closed my eyes and opened the door slowly. My entire body was shivering like I had a cold. I saw half her body and suddenly, she push
DarcieThe entire class, I couldn't focus. My mind was centered on what Sloane had been asking me to do for her. Implicate myself. That would be the most embarrassing thing to do. But she was so hellbent on watching me do it. I tried my best to distract myself from thinking about it, but I can't. I just laid my head on the desk and slept off. When it's closing time, I rubbed my eyes, feeling so tired and I was already enjoying my nap. I grabbed my bag and Jax and I walked out of the class. Charles' move quickly beside us, heading to the car.When we got outside, Jax and I waved before he left. I slipped into the front seat which Charles had opened for me. He drove out of the park and into the road. We still didn't say anything. As it should be though. He glided into the mansion before the engine stopped. I opened the car door and before I could walk from it, he hurriedly slammed his door and scurried towards me, grabbing my hand and pinned me to the car. “What are you doing?” I gas
Darcie Charles' and I hadn't seen each other all day. Actually, since the beginning of the day, he wasn't up. I'm pretty sure he suffered from hangover because of the drinking. But I didn't go into his room with a towel and warm water, I'm still trying to avoid him with all costs. Although, I have a mission to fulfill. Sloane's. Make him go out with Genevieve. I sighed and cleaned the kitchen countertop. After doing some chores, I finally settled on the on sofa to watch a movie. I grabbed the remote and pressed the buttons before leaving an action movie I thought would be interesting.As I stared at the television screen, from behind, a leg dropped to the other side of the sofa and when I looked up, it's Charles. He just sits, sprawling his arms all over without looking at my face. He grabbed the popcorn bowl in the middle and threw some into his mouth. The silence is really awkward and I can't help but feel tense. Maybe I should leave but I don't want to. He didn't say anything. I
DarcieThe moment he stopped the car, I came down and walked into the mansion hurriedly so he wouldn't meet up with me. I moved faster, into the foyer and climbed the stairs. Then the hallway before finally getting to my room. I thought I was safe till I realized the door wouldn't close. Like something was on its way. I looked down, it's a shoe. Look up, it's Charles. I struggled to close the door and shove him but he was way stronger and barged in. Face filled with confusion. I moved away from him, and walked towards the window. He followed me and hugged me from behind. “Darcie, what is going on? You're avoiding me and it's stressing the fuck out out of my head.” I missed the way he held me like I was his only. I missed the scent of his cologne. “Charles.” I whispered as his hands tightened around my waist. “Why are you doing this?”“I said you should avoid me in school. I had my reasons.”“What?” His hands unwrapped slowly and he turned me effortlessly to face him. “Okay, fine.
Darcie.Steve caught the phone. It bounced in his hands and I covered my mouth with my hands, baffled.“Whoa. Easy.” He handed the phone back to Sloane, obviously thinking it's hers. “Thank you.” She says. “Sloane, please.” I rubbed my palms together, already tearing up. “Don't destroy it. I swear, I didn't ask Charles for it. He did it out of his good mind. You know my former phone is already outdated. I've managed it ever since. Please don't do this. Please.”She crossed her arms, phone still in her hands. Charles stepped into class and I wiped my tears so he wouldn't see it whenever he noticed me and Sloane sitting together. “So…” she began, then caught Charles going to his seat, his friends were with him too. “You mean, everything I told you about avoiding Charles, you didn't take warning?”“No. No. I'm doing as you say. I told him to stop talking to me. I told him I'm just his nanny but he just bought me the phone and urged me to accept it.”“I hate seeing expensive things in
Darcie The next morning, Charles and I are preparing to leave home for school. We didn't even sleep throughout the night, just screaming and talking like the way we wanted since Arthur was out. We played games throughout the night. After I made breakfast, we still had time before leaving for scho
Darcie I was supposed to stay up on the couch and wait for Arthur, watching TV, but unfortunately, I slept off. In a very awkward position. I thought I would open my eyes on the couch but instead, I was in bed. My bed. I looked towards the window and it was morning. I tossed and yawned. Someone mu
DarcieMy heart thudded, Charles didn't move. We exchanged a quizzical look indicating that we're both dead. I managed to move a foot, quivery movements. I breathed like it was my last. “Sir, I…I….I don't know…..”“Come here, Darcie.” He gestured, in a calm voice. I gulped and stepped forward. “Ta
Darcie I moved away from the bed. The most incredulous look was on my face. “I know but he won't die.”“Charles, I….are you serious about this?”He held the sachet. “Listen, I won't come in here if I'm not serious.” He looks back at the door. “It's almost 8. You know Arthus would be looking for u







