Her grace can't save you now.
Eight.
Darcy avoided me for the rest of the entire week, I tried to talk to her a couple of times but she just ran away or ducked into another classroom before I could catch her. I also saw her with Connor a lot, I assumed they were dating because of the fact they were usually always holding hands or he had his arm around her in this really protective manner. It was cute.
“Zacky why did you let her get away?” Jimmy asked me as we sat in History.
“What are you talking about Jimmy?”
“Darcy”
“Yeah what about her?”
“Last I heard she was fucking Connor Webster”
“How is this my problem?”
“Because you were gonna fuck her”
“No I wasn’t” I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose “Jimmy I don’t like her back like that, okay? I explained this to the at the start of the week—“
“Is that why she’s been avoiding you like the plague?”
“What?”
“Even Johnny noticed dude, she runs away literally every time you get near her”
“Oh for fucks sake” I said burying my face in my hands.
“Come on Zack; tell Uncle Jimmy, he can sort everything out”
“Thanks for the offer Jim, but I don’t think there is anything to sort out, she’s dating Connor now and she’ll get over me eventually”
“I don’t know, according to Matt she never used to shut up about you, and then this week she’s barely said anything to him throughout the whole time they’ve been rehearsing”
“I just don’t get why she’s so hung up on me, we barely know each other, we’re not from the same social circle, I just don’t understand why she likes me so much when she could have any other guy in this fucking place”
“I don’t know dude but look at this way, Darcy’s hot, she’s talented, she’s smart, and she likes you . So don’t pass up on an opportunity that good when it’s practically fucking handed to you”
“Jimmy I don’t like her!”
“Zack! James! Detention! That is the third time this class that I’ve had to tell you to stop talking”
“What the fuck?!” I was pissed off already, this asshole was just making it worse.
“Language! Now sit back down or get out of my class Baker, I will not tolerate—where are you going?” He demanded.
“You told me to get out” I said swinging my bag over my shoulder and walking out of the door.
“Bye Zacky!” Jimmy yelled from the back of the room, I snickered and saluted him before
slamming the door shut behind me.
I walked through the empty corridors before I came to a less frequently used stairwell; I went down the stairs and behind them, thinking that there wouldn’t be anyone there and I could just sit there for another half an hour until the end of the period, but apparently someone else had the same idea.
I came across Darcy sitting on the floor with her face buried in her knees, he shoulder shaking with quiet sobs. I stood there for a moment, debating what to do, whether or not I should go to her and comfort her or turn tail and run. I went with my better judgement and moved so that I was kneeling in front of her. I needed to talk to her… to apologise for what I said to her at the start of the week.
I reached out and touched her arm gently; she jumped and looked up at me. What shocked me was by how different she looked, she looked tired as fuck for one thing, and her cheeks were flushed with and blotchy from the tears. She sniffed.
“What do you want?” She was trying to be pissed at me by the tears leaking out of her eyes betrayed her. She tried to glare at me but another sob bubbled in her throat and she buried her face in her knees again. I sighed and shrugged my bag off my shoulder, then sitting down next to her and wrapping an arm around her shoulders. She tried to resist but after a moment she moved and buried her face in my chest, sobbing into my shirt. I didn’t mind, she was obviously hurting, and I couldn’t help but feel like it was my fault. After another ten minutes her sobs died down and she was just sniffling.
“Your shirts wet” She said quietly, her voice hoarse from all of the crying.
“Doesn’t matter” I said stroking her hair gently. I decided to just pull her into my lap so that she wasn’t sitting so awkwardly, she stiffened for a moment before she relaxed and rested her forehead on my neck. “Darcy I’m sorry for what I said the other day”
“It’s okay, you had every right to say it”
“Yeah but I shouldn’t have said it the way that I did”
“You still had the right to say it though”
“But I shouldn’t have been such an ass about it, I’m sorry that I don’t feel the same way Darcy, I really am, but I just… I can’t force myself to love you, you have to understand that” I looked down at her with pleading eyes.
“I get it” She said pressing her nose against my neck, her breath was coming out in short hot puffs and needless to say it was turning me on which I really did not need right then. She moved a little bit and I felt her press her lips against the skin of my neck, they lingered there for a few seconds before she moved away from me again. I’d forgotten how to breathe in those few seconds so it came as a shock to me when I was suddenly craving oxygen. My breathing was getting laboured as she moved her lips back to my neck and she knew exactly what she was doing was turning me on.
“Darcy… n-no… you… we can’t” I said moving away from her, the movement of my face to tell her no caused her to slip and out lips collided. I don’t know whether it was an accident or not, but she held them there, keeping her hand on my neck, giving me the option to pull away from her if I wanted to.
But just like the kiss before, it made my brain foggy and I couldn’t think about what I was doing until I felt her tongue on the seam of my lips, and then I came back down to earth and pulled away abruptly from her.
“Darcy. No” I said firmly “I’m not doing this with you, not now, not ever, I know that you don’t want or need to hear this right now but I can’t” I said “I just can’t, and you’re with Connor”
“Yeah… I know” She sounded defeated again.
We sat in silence for a little while longer, before the bell rang, and students flooded the halls again, it didn’t matter that we were here, nobody would come down here, and no one would find us. When the halls cleared again I looked down at her again.
“Darcy why are you here? Why aren’t you in class” Her normal response would have been some smart ass remark about why I wasn’t in class, but today she just shrugged and shook her head. “Please tell me Darcy” I said using my finger to lift her chin so that she was looking at me “I just wanna help”
“I didn’t want to go okay?”
“There has to be a reason as to why”
“Because I got back late from Connor’s last night, and I didn’t do my homework, so I figured skipping was the best option”
“But why were you crying before?”
“Jesus Zack why the fuck do you ask so many inane questions?!”
“I only want to help you Darcy”
“No you don’t you just want to fuck with my head” She fumed standing up “One minute you like me, next minute you act like I’m some sort of mangy dog that you wouldn’t touch with a ten foot barge pole! I just don’t get why you do it! Do you enjoy pissing me off and making me upset?! Do you get some weird kick out of it?!” I was standing by this point too.
“That’s just ridiculous” I said
“Is it really Zack? Really ?” She said before turning on her heel and walking off down the hall. When I thought about it, it really wasn’t all that ridiculous at all.
“Zacky why did you let her get away?” Jimmy asked me as we sat in History.
“What are you talking about Jimmy?”
“Darcy”
“Yeah what about her?”
“Last I heard she was fucking Connor Webster”
“How is this my problem?”
“Because you were gonna fuck her”
“No I wasn’t” I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose “Jimmy I don’t like her back like that, okay? I explained this to the at the start of the week—“
“Is that why she’s been avoiding you like the plague?”
“What?”
“Even Johnny noticed dude, she runs away literally every time you get near her”
“Oh for fucks sake” I said burying my face in my hands.
“Come on Zack; tell Uncle Jimmy, he can sort everything out”
“Thanks for the offer Jim, but I don’t think there is anything to sort out, she’s dating Connor now and she’ll get over me eventually”
“I don’t know, according to Matt she never used to shut up about you, and then this week she’s barely said anything to him throughout the whole time they’ve been rehearsing”
“I just don’t get why she’s so hung up on me, we barely know each other, we’re not from the same social circle, I just don’t understand why she likes me so much when she could have any other guy in this fucking place”
“I don’t know dude but look at this way, Darcy’s hot, she’s talented, she’s smart, and she likes you . So don’t pass up on an opportunity that good when it’s practically fucking handed to you”
“Jimmy I don’t like her!”
“Zack! James! Detention! That is the third time this class that I’ve had to tell you to stop talking”
“What the fuck?!” I was pissed off already, this asshole was just making it worse.
“Language! Now sit back down or get out of my class Baker, I will not tolerate—where are you going?” He demanded.
“You told me to get out” I said swinging my bag over my shoulder and walking out of the door.
“Bye Zacky!” Jimmy yelled from the back of the room, I snickered and saluted him before
slamming the door shut behind me.
I walked through the empty corridors before I came to a less frequently used stairwell; I went down the stairs and behind them, thinking that there wouldn’t be anyone there and I could just sit there for another half an hour until the end of the period, but apparently someone else had the same idea.
I came across Darcy sitting on the floor with her face buried in her knees, he shoulder shaking with quiet sobs. I stood there for a moment, debating what to do, whether or not I should go to her and comfort her or turn tail and run. I went with my better judgement and moved so that I was kneeling in front of her. I needed to talk to her… to apologise for what I said to her at the start of the week.
I reached out and touched her arm gently; she jumped and looked up at me. What shocked me was by how different she looked, she looked tired as fuck for one thing, and her cheeks were flushed with and blotchy from the tears. She sniffed.
“What do you want?” She was trying to be pissed at me by the tears leaking out of her eyes betrayed her. She tried to glare at me but another sob bubbled in her throat and she buried her face in her knees again. I sighed and shrugged my bag off my shoulder, then sitting down next to her and wrapping an arm around her shoulders. She tried to resist but after a moment she moved and buried her face in my chest, sobbing into my shirt. I didn’t mind, she was obviously hurting, and I couldn’t help but feel like it was my fault. After another ten minutes her sobs died down and she was just sniffling.
“Your shirts wet” She said quietly, her voice hoarse from all of the crying.
“Doesn’t matter” I said stroking her hair gently. I decided to just pull her into my lap so that she wasn’t sitting so awkwardly, she stiffened for a moment before she relaxed and rested her forehead on my neck. “Darcy I’m sorry for what I said the other day”
“It’s okay, you had every right to say it”
“Yeah but I shouldn’t have said it the way that I did”
“You still had the right to say it though”
“But I shouldn’t have been such an ass about it, I’m sorry that I don’t feel the same way Darcy, I really am, but I just… I can’t force myself to love you, you have to understand that” I looked down at her with pleading eyes.
“I get it” She said pressing her nose against my neck, her breath was coming out in short hot puffs and needless to say it was turning me on which I really did not need right then. She moved a little bit and I felt her press her lips against the skin of my neck, they lingered there for a few seconds before she moved away from me again. I’d forgotten how to breathe in those few seconds so it came as a shock to me when I was suddenly craving oxygen. My breathing was getting laboured as she moved her lips back to my neck and she knew exactly what she was doing was turning me on.
“Darcy… n-no… you… we can’t” I said moving away from her, the movement of my face to tell her no caused her to slip and out lips collided. I don’t know whether it was an accident or not, but she held them there, keeping her hand on my neck, giving me the option to pull away from her if I wanted to.
But just like the kiss before, it made my brain foggy and I couldn’t think about what I was doing until I felt her tongue on the seam of my lips, and then I came back down to earth and pulled away abruptly from her.
“Darcy. No” I said firmly “I’m not doing this with you, not now, not ever, I know that you don’t want or need to hear this right now but I can’t” I said “I just can’t, and you’re with Connor”
“Yeah… I know” She sounded defeated again.
We sat in silence for a little while longer, before the bell rang, and students flooded the halls again, it didn’t matter that we were here, nobody would come down here, and no one would find us. When the halls cleared again I looked down at her again.
“Darcy why are you here? Why aren’t you in class” Her normal response would have been some smart ass remark about why I wasn’t in class, but today she just shrugged and shook her head. “Please tell me Darcy” I said using my finger to lift her chin so that she was looking at me “I just wanna help”
“I didn’t want to go okay?”
“There has to be a reason as to why”
“Because I got back late from Connor’s last night, and I didn’t do my homework, so I figured skipping was the best option”
“But why were you crying before?”
“Jesus Zack why the fuck do you ask so many inane questions?!”
“I only want to help you Darcy”
“No you don’t you just want to fuck with my head” She fumed standing up “One minute you like me, next minute you act like I’m some sort of mangy dog that you wouldn’t touch with a ten foot barge pole! I just don’t get why you do it! Do you enjoy pissing me off and making me upset?! Do you get some weird kick out of it?!” I was standing by this point too.
“That’s just ridiculous” I said
“Is it really Zack? Really ?” She said before turning on her heel and walking off down the hall. When I thought about it, it really wasn’t all that ridiculous at all.
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