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The Hardest Things - 3.
Published Jul 13, 2009


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Hey everybody.(: This is kind of the wrap up chapter of what has happened so far since there'll be some aging going on. No worries though, we're about to enter a whole new level of drama!
Haha. I torture these sims.
Right, well, enjoy!

Hey everybody.(: This is kind of the wrap up chapter of what has happened so far since there'll be some aging going on. No worries though, we're about to enter a whole new level of drama!
Haha. I torture these sims.
Right, well, enjoy!
"Derek, why would you come back here? Can't you tell I don't want you around?" Darcy snapped, slamming the front door.
I shoved the certificate back into the book and put it in the shelf as I walked towards Darcy. "You're my best friend. You have been since I knew what a best friend really was. I'm not going to throw that away," I said.
"You threw it away the second you decided not to tell me," Darcy shot back.
"If you would've ever let me finish a sentence, I would've told you exactly why I didn't tell you right away!" I shouted.
"I have a little sister, you know. It's like ten o'clock. She's going to be sleeping." Yeah, unless that certificate was Darcy's, in which case she doesn't have a little sister.
"Then, let me say what I came here to say."
"Fine. Go," Darcy sighed.
"Darcy, when my parents sat Jared and I down to tell us they were sending us away, all I could think about was your reaction. It's one hundred and fifty-three miles away. I'd never get to see you. Then, I looked at my dad and he was smiling at me. He did it on purpose, Darcy. Knowing that, I had no idea how to tell you. I knew that when I left, my dad wasn't going to let you say goodbye. So I thought it'd be easier just to leave... but I realize now I can't go," I finished.
"What are you talking about?"
"I can't leave, Darc. This place, no matter how small and old fashioned it is, this place is my home. It's my whole life. All of my friends live here and my grandparents died here. I can't leave," I explained.
"Can I tell you something?" Darcy asked, finally without the attitude. I nodded.
"Do you remember Samantha Gregory?" she asked.
"Who?"
"Samantha Gregory. She was really short and had long brown hair. She used to live in the big clear space right next to my house. Samantha was my best friend before I met you. She was practically my sister we spent so much time together. But one day, I went to her doorbell with my dolls because we were going to have a doll prom. When she opened the door, she was crying. I remember exactly what she said... 'GO AWAY, DARCY DAVIES! WE'RE NOT FRIENDS ANYMORE!' Then, she slammed the door in my face.
"My mom and her mom were really close friends, and, of course, my mom knew what had happened with Samantha. Samantha's mom came over and they were talking in the kitchen about it. I was sitting in a little ball against the dining room wall and I heard everything."
"See, Samantha was living in a foster home. She looked a lot like her foster mother, but that was just a coincidence. They weren't related in any way. Her foster father had lost his job and they couldn't take care of Samantha anymore. She was being sent to live with another foster family in Canada. I'd never see her again.
"Later that night, there was an accident. A car crashed into their house and right into their kitchen because the walls weren't built well. Their whole house went up in flames almost instantly. My mom called the fire department while I sat in my room near the window, the orange flames reflecting off the glass and lighting my face up. I'll never forget that day because it was the day that... the day that she died," Darcy whispered.
"Oh, Darc, I'm sorry," I said, wrapping my arms around her waist. "I didn't know."
"I just didn't want the same thing to happen to you, but in my gut I felt like it would. I felt like I'd really never ever see you again and I couldn't lose another best friend. Meeting you was the best thing that ever happened to me. You were the first person to really make me laugh since the fire," Darcy confessed.
"I'll think of something to keep me here with you, Darc. Don't worry."
"Derek, I... I'm not really dating Tyler," Darcy confessed, keeping her arms wrapped around my neck but backing up so she could look me in the eyes.
"What?" I asked. "I saw you guys... kissing... flirting...."
"I just did that because I knew it'd make you mad. I guess I-"
"Darcy, you already poured your heart out to me just to say sorry. Maybe you should keep a few secrets so there's something for me to discover another day," I laughed.
"Oh, yeah, sorry," she said, quickly letting go of me.
I watched her blush and fidget, laughing the whole time. It was good to have her back.
"Oh... um... Darcy, I...."
"What?" she asked.
Could I tell her? Should I tell her about the certificate? For some reason, I had this gut feeling that it was Darcy's adoption certificate. What if she didn't know? Then again, what if it was her mom or dad's?
"Derek?" she prompted.
"Um... can I sleep over? I don't want to see my dad..." I said, thinking better of telling her.
"Of course," Darcy laughed. "You look exhausted, so go ahead up and sleep. I'm going to grab a bite and then go to bed, too."
"Okay, thanks, Darc. Night," I muttered, going up the steps.
I slept in what I thought was Darcy's room, having another one of those weird word dreams. This time it was something different, something that didn't make sense.
"NI EHT DRAYEVARG, UOY LLIW DNIF EHT YEK OT TAHW UOY ERA GNIKOOL ROF. TI LLIW EB EHT TSRIF FO EHT SELCATSBO NI RUOY YENRUOJ OT DNIF OHW UOY YLLAER ERA. EHT YENROUJ LLIW EB GNOL DNA SUOLIREP, TUB EHT ENO UOY TSURT TSOM LLIW YARTEB UOY."
In the morning, I awoke with a start at five AM to find Emilie in the bed across the room. As to not wake her, I crept through the bathroom and headed downstairs to eat breakfast.
As I chewed on my fresh cereal with real milk from a real cow, not a bean, I thought about the dream. The only word I recognized in all of that was "DNA." Perhaps it was in another language...?
While I was finishing my cereal, I heard footsteps upstairs. I figured it was Darcy and went upstairs.
"Derek, you slept in my bed!" Darcy complained when I went into the room where she slept.
"Then, what's this?" I asked.
"The guest bedroom!" she laughed.
"Hey, cute pjs. Wonder where you got them?" I joked, aware that they were the ones I had bought for her on Christmas last year.
"Some jerk gave them to me."
"Tyler?"
"Oh, shut it!" Darcy said, preparing to slap me in the face. I grabbed her hand in mid-air and looked her in they eyes. She was smiling and her whole face seemed to glow.
"Derek, I have to get dressed. That's why you came in here, isn't it?! You sicko!" she shouted.
"Don't flatter yourself," I said, smiling as I left the room.
Later that night, I called Darcy with an idea.
"What? That's crazy, Derek."
"Come on! If we eat the fruit from Mr. Trainor's backyard with a flame fruit from mine, I read in the encyclopedia that it will make you grow up two years. We'll turn nineteen and then my parents can't make me leave," I whispered so that nobody would hear me.
"Fine. I'll get the whatever fruit and you get the one from your yard. Meet me at the entrance to the graveyard at ten," she said.
"Why the graveyard?"
"It's cool. Just do it," Darcy commanded, hanging up.
The next morning, I awoke in my bedroom. When I went downstairs, Jared flung me keys.
"What are these for?" I asked.
"Your house? Are you an imbecile?" he asked, using the word I yelled at him with.
"I have a house?"
"Derek, you got a house two years ago so you wouldn't have to live with Christina."
"Wait, why are you here? Why didn't you go live with Christina?" I asked Jared.
"When you moved out, dad decided to let Paige and I stay.... Don't you remember? You freaked out and you and dad haven't talked since...?" Jared asked.
"We haven't?"
"You drunk?" he asked.
"I have to go. Where's my house?" I asked.
"Derek, it's on first street. It's the light bricked one... idiot."
When I got to what was apparently my house, I went into the bedroom and found my guitar. I began to play and tried out my singing voice.
(Readers, search "No Surprise by Daughtry" on youtube."
"I've practiced this for hours, gone round and round.
And now I think that I've got it all down.
"And as I say it louder, I love how it sounds,
Cause I'm not taking the easy way out,
Not wrappin' this in ribbons,
Shouldn't have to give a reason why.
"It's no surprise I won't be here tomorrow;
I can't believe that I stayed till today.
Yeah you and I will be a tough act to follow,
But I know in time we'll find this was no surprise
"It came out like a river once I let it out.
When I thought that I wouldn't know how,
Held onto it forever, just pushing it down.
"Felt so good to let go of it now,
Not wrapping this in ribbons,
Shouldn't have to give a reason why.
"It's no surprise I won't be here tomorrow;
I can't believe that I stayed till today.
There's nothing here in this heart left to borrow.
There's nothing here in this soul left to say.
"Don't be surprised when we hate this tomorrow.
God knows we tried to find an easier way.
Yeah you and I will be a tough act to follow,
But I know in time we'll find this was no surprise.
"Our favorite place we used to go,
The warm embrace that no one knows,
The loving look that's left your eyes,
That's why this comes as no,
As no surprise.
"If I could see the future and how this plays out,
I bet it's better than where we are now,
But after going through this,
It's easier to see the reason why,
"It's no surprise I won't be here tomorrow;
I can't believe that I stayed till today.
Yeah you and I will be a tough act to follow,
But I know in time we'll find this was no surprise.
"Our favorite place we used to go,
The warm embrace that no one knows,
The loving look that's left your eyes,
But I know in time we'll find this was no surprise."

Next thing I knew, I was wandering town again, trying to find somebody. I ended up in front of Carlotta's house, though I didn't even know if she still lived there. I didn't know anything....
Like I said, this chapter was mostly just wrapping up their teen years. Prepare for some serious drama in the next chapter, and prepare for a lot of it.(:
Comments are always appreciate.(: Rating is fun, too.
xoxo - Jennie.
SNEAK PEEK OF CHAPTER FOUR!
How could that have just happened? Did I just... did I just KISS her?! Like lip to lip action with... with... oh my God.
I DID!
But I don't like her. I never did and I really don't see myself ever liking her. It's just that new hair cut. I do like that... but not her.
Then why does that sparkly little ring on her finger bother me so much?
"Derek, can we... um... talk?"
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#2fionaivriJul 14, 2009

Wow. \:D

#3spitzmagicJul 14, 2009

OMG,  ooooohweeee, that's a fantastic chapter...OMG! waiting for the next part...wow  \:rah\:

#4RosaleenaJul 14, 2009

wow
 
loving the interactive-ness.

#5JohnnyDeppLuvaJul 14, 2009

Another good chapter =]

#6tykijonesJul 14, 2009

OMG i loved it can't wait for the next part!

#7MangioJul 15, 2009

Cant wait for more drama. \:wub\: Great part.

#8katlin194Jul 15, 2009

I liked it\:\)

#9fredbrennyJul 16, 2009

What a great idea having us listnen to the song! I did, It fitted in so well! Great story, Hope the next part is out soon!\:rah\:

#10charrayJan 15, 2010

Great job on this chapter \:\) \:rah\:

#11xhaiiOct 17, 2011

wow.you leave me hanging out there jennie.. \:D

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