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This chapter is something little different I enjoyed writing this because parts I could connect to so I hope you like it. hmu with what you think. (:

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Shouting questions and questions, mom and Ezra in my face. I zone out.

"Where have you been?"

"Why are you with that boy?"

"He's no good"

Just noise, I don't listen, just stare into blank space thinking about Issac. I just want to be with him, around him, in his arms. He makes me feel safe.

"I don't want you seeing him anymore"

I come back to life, "W-What?" I look up at mom, her arms folded. I know she's serious by the look in her eyes, she's never been good at setting orders in the house, dad was always the one to tell us off and give us punishment when we got into trouble but mom was serious this time.

"You're not to see him anymore" She repeats, "What-? No!" I stand, she can't do this.

"You're not to see him anymore Darcy! Now go to your room" She shouts, I feel silly like I'm five and she's telling me off, I wanna stamp my feet while trudging up the stairs but I don't, she can't tell me who I can and can't see, it's my life I'm so fed up of people telling me what to do.

They've grounded me, taken my phone. I try to calm myself down by finishing the homework me and Issac were set but it doesn't do anything I'm still raging.

I look at a picture, stare at it, me, mom, Ezra, Joseph and dad, smiley happy family, this is all his fault.

I throw the photo frame across the room, smashed to pieces on the floor I stand to my feet.

This is your fault, not his, who would want a disappointment of a daughter like you?

No one likes you.

I shake my head, deep breathing trying to hold onto the back of my bed for support but it doesn't stop, it's running through my head.

Joseph was right, you're a complete mental box, psycho.

Why are you even still here? You don't deserve to live.

You're worthless.

I smack my hands to my head trying to make it stop, falling to my knees I scream, tears flood down my face, why is this happening to me?

I feel like everyone is against me, laughing at me because Joseph was right.

No wonder Issac chose Ellie over you, you're nothing compared to her.

Did you think he'd actually stick around for you?

"GO AWAY" I cry hoping it will listen, my head pounds. My body heats up and I feel like I can't breath.

You should of listened to them girls at school, kill yourself.

No one would be sad if you went.

No one would miss you.

Your dad already abandoned you, no one wants you Darcy.

Loud screams escape my mouth and I feel someone shake me, my vision is blurry, I kick out my legs booting whoever was on me off, I try to run escape from the voice.

You can run, but you can't hide, I'm always here.

"Get off me!" I scream when I feel hands on my waist pulling me back, "Darcy, it's me" Ezra keeps hold of me.

I kick and try to wiggle out of his arms, mom and Joseph stare at me, horrified. I scream and cry tears uncontrollably running down my face, "Get off!" I throw my hands into fists smacking them everywhere.

They all hate you Darcy, no one likes you, not even your own family.

"Get off! Get off me!" I scream in his face, "Darcy! Just listen to me" Ezra pins me against a wall, out of breath he pants, "Just listen"

I fidget against his grip, "Let go" I whine frustrated, tears roll down my now puffy cheeks I want to get out this house, I feel like it's caving in, I feel like I've snapped, I can't breath.

I can't hear what Ezra is saying to me over the voices in my head, loud like someone is next to me, I don't know whose voice it is I thought it was mine but It feels different, familiar.

You don't need these people, these people don't need you, they're better off without you.

"Get off me!" I scream into his face, "Darcy it's me c'mon, just breath" He looks me in the eye and breaths in and out, deep breaths, I follow along.

I stop fidgeting and become to shake, I want to get out, when Ezra lets go of my wrists I try to smack the wall down, "Darcy what's going on? Tell me what you're thinking" Ezra turns my face to look at him but I shove him away kicking and smacking the wall.

They don't care about you.

I smack my head, "Go away" I want to escape, the walls are caving in on me, I desperately want to free myself from my own skin, "Darcy what are you thinking?" Ezra repeats calmly but I can trace the horridness in his voice.

"Get me out, I want to get out" pounding at the walls a picture frame falls down, another family picture, I immediately stamp on it with my shoe.

Your dad doesn't want you. He never will.

My body explodes, "Get out of where Darcy?" Ezra pulls me away from the picture, I can still feel mom and Joseph's stare on me, shock.

I've had enough, I can't breath, my body is trembling and my screams around louder and louder, "I WANT TO GET OUT OF HERE" I use all my strength, unknown strength and push Ezra off, he falls to the ground.

"I want Issac" I rush down the stairs, pushing past mom and Joseph. I can't see because of my tear filled eyes.

I smack the door open and run, all I feel is the wind through my hair and the burn of my thighs. I'm running so fast I'm pushing past people, I've zoned out, my thoughts just taking over everything.

Run, no one cares about you.

"Leave me alone!" I scream into the wind, I'm giving up what's the point of me even being here, why would I be put here to feel like this? To feel like a disappointment?

I bang on Issac's front door, "Issac?" I ring the doorbell, "Issac! Please!" I repeat his name my thumps getting weaker until a worried Issac opens the door and I just collapses into his arms.

"Darc? What's wrong?" He wraps his arms around me and I cry whaling into his chest, he holds me there with him, for what feels the longest time.

"What's the matter?" He mumbles into my hair, slowly closing the door, "The voices, my voices" I mumble, I'm a shaking mess, my face probably red and puffy and my clothes dirty from running.

He lifts me up in his arms, my sobs are quieter trying to focus on my breathing, I nest my head into his chest, it's warm and cosy, I wanna just stay like this forever but I feel his grip loosen and my eyes shoot open grabbing back for him.

"Don't worry, I'm here" He coos into my ear placing me on the bed, "Don't leave" I take his hand.

I feel his lips on my forehead and I pull him onto the bed with me, he doesn't object he just scoops me up once again into his arms stroking my hair and I drift off into darkness.

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I wake up in a dark unknown place, even though I was awake only a few hours ago I can't seem to remember much. I know I'm at Issac's house, in Issac's bed, I know I had a melt down and now I just feel empty like everything has come out.

I don't know why I ran to Issac because normally I run to Ezra, he's normally the one to make me feel safe but for some reason when I thought about who I needed most I thought of Issac.

I stretch, I'm still in my clothes which I knew I would be, everything just feels weird like it was one massive dream but unfortunately it wasn't.

I'm still trying to piece things together as I get up from the bed, my legs ache a burning which I normally feel when I've left the gym. I sit back down confused, I don't know what I'm doing, why did I come here?

I look around hopeless, even though I spent a few nights here I have made it into Issac's room, it's quite dark, the evening sky outside doesn't help but he doesn't have any uplifting colourful decor I guess just a normal boys room.

He has some interesting art work on the walls, portraits, posters, self drawings & then, my drawing. I freeze for a second but lift myself from the bed and walk over, it is my drawing, from the first day I met him and wondered why he'd slipped it in his pocket and when I drew my perfect city at the museum.

"You're awake" Issac walks in quietly, I don't know what to say to him, I feel rather embarrassed so I keep my head down and go back to my sitting position.

"I stayed until you feel asleep" He places a glass of water on the side and then takes a seat next to me.

"My parents said I couldn't see you anymore" I play with the rings on my fingers, "Is that why you came to see me?" He frowns.

"No" I shrug, "I had an argument with mom and Ezra and I can't remember what happened I think I started screaming and crying and then I ran here" I fuzz things together.

"So you came here to get out of your own house?" He tries to meet my eye but I'm staring face down at my lap, "No" I sigh.

"I came here because I wanted to see you, you make me feel safe" I blurt, as soon as it comes out my mouth I regret it.

I see a smile tug onto his mouth as he gently takes my hand in his, "Darc" He sounds nervous, "You mentioned something about voices" I look at him confused.

"What do you mean?" I frown my eyebrows, "Darcy I think you hear voices" He looks me in the eye.

"What are you implying?" I stand up, annoyed, "I do not hear voices"

"Maybe you can't remember" he stands up trying to take my hand but I snap it away, "Joseph was right wasn't he? Even you think the same" I take my stuff to leave but he takes hold of me pulling me back.

"No of course I don't, I'm just trying to help you figure things out" I shove him off I feel angry and defensive and I'm not entirely sure why.

"Look Darc why don't I run you a bath and you can relax for a bit?" He raises his eyebrows, I don't look at him but I nod my head, my body is aching and a bath sounds really nice.

He disappears into the bathroom I stand still where I am until he comes back signalling me to go follow him into the bathroom.

I walk in to smell a refreshing scent from the bath, it was a beautifully decorated bathroom the complete opposite of what his bedroom looked like.

"Thank you" I look over at him, he smiles, "Anything for you, Darling Darcy"

"Can you help me get my jumper off?" I ask, he nods and walks over to me, I lift my arms up and he gently pulls the clothing over my head so I'm left in my shirt.

"Thank you" I mumble again, his eyes gazing into mine, there's something about Issac's gaze I always get stuck in, we're so close I can feel the warmth of his body on mine.

His hands roam back down to my waist, I feel like it's just us two, in this house it's just us two but I feel like there's no one else on this earth but us, the sounds around me go silent as I've zoned out of the present captured completely by Issac.

I feel his hands slip until my shirt slowly pulling it up my stomach and over my head like he did with my jumper leaving me standing there in my bra. I don't take any notice I feel so comfortable around Issac, its scary.

He dips his head down to my neck, I slowly race my hands up his arms around to his neck gripping his shirt when he plants kisses on my neck.

I tip my head back feeling him unbutton my jeans and slowly sliding them down my legs, "You're beautiful" he whispers bringing his face back to match mine, resting his forehead on mine, noses nudging each other.

"You make me feel beautiful" I mumble. My lips brushing his and a tingle in my stomach does every flip possible.

I reach behind my back to take my bra off, reaching the clasp, "Turn around" I giggle, "Such a tease I hate you" He whines but turns around, "No you don't" I get on my tip toes and kiss the back of his neck.

I slide my underwear off and step into the bath, there's so many bubbles I can cover myself so Issac won't see anything and tell him he can turn around.

"After you've been a selfish, selfish tease I'll leave you in piece" He turns to leave, "Don't leave, stay and talk to me" I reach my arm out but I can't reach him.

He smiles and sits down the side of the bath.

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