Issac model is called Manu Rios (:

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I wake up to a shuffling, I'm a light sleeper. Maybe Amelia or Darcy have gone to the bathroom. I shrug and turn over.

I roll myself back up into my duvet getting comfy until I hear the back-door open and close, I shoot up in bed. Is someone in the house?

I jump up out of bed, quickly adding bottoms to my naked state and quietly walk downstairs, pass Amelia's room, she's in bed, mom and dad are in bed.

I look around, nothing, I walk around, I don't hear anything, I start to think I'm just being paranoid when I see a figure outside, I heat up and grab the nearest object I can find that's in the kitchen, I grab a knife to scare them off.

I quietly sneak out the back door, I hide behind objects until I lower myself to the ground and move slowly nearer to the person.

The figure becomes more clear, it's Darcy. I forgot to check her room when coming downstairs.

She sits at the side of the pool, kicking the water gently with her foot, she looks sad and lonely I feel hesitant to go sit with her but I don't think she wants to be alone however much she puts a face on and it breaks my heart.

I gently rise from my crouched position putting the knife down and gently walking towards the pool, "Darcy?" I mumble quietly into the dark.

She looks up, her eyes look empty and broken, she's been crying I can tell from the puffiness of her face, "Can I join?" She nods to my request and I sit down next to her.

She's quiet and doesn't say anything, "Do you wanna talk about it?" I look over at her, "No" She responses bluntly to my question, "Nothing to talk about" She shrugs.

"Then why have you been crying?" I can't fight the resistance to hold her hand, to let her know I'm here for her but she moves it away before I can take hold, "You'll be surprised at how much I understand" I crouch my neck down to look at her face but she moves away.

"You won't understand, no one does" Her eyes turn glossy as tears appear in her eyes but she fights them away.

"Yes they will, you just don't let anyone in" I frown, "You haven't got to tell me, I'm not going to force you. I just want you to know that I'm here as your friend or whatever you want me as because I've experienced this before and, I can help you if you let me" I approach her face with my hand slowly and tuck her hair behind her ear.

"I don't need help, I'm fine" She forces her sentences out, she's shaking, I can feel under my touch, "I just came out here because I couldn't sleep" She shrugs looking away from me.

"Darcy please listen, I know you don't trust me and don't want to let me in but I can really understand how you're feeling, I have never experienced it myself but I've had someone who was very close to me that suffered with what you do" She looks over at me, I think I may be getting somewhere.

I don't want to share this story, I haven't spoke about it since it happened but I can't let the same thing happen again, I may not be able to save her because I can't do that, she has to do that herself she has to find ways of coping but maybe she can't do that by herself, that's why I want to help and if sharing this story gets her to let me in, I'll tell her.

"Andrew, he was my brother and two years ago he passed away, I haven't spoke about him since he has passed but there's not a day that goes by that I don't think about him. He commit suicide due to mental health problems. We were really close, he told me everything and we did everything together, he was my best friend as well as my brother. He suffered for years and was able to control it until it got too much for him, he just sunk lower and lower and at the time I didn't know what to do or how to help him, I let him slip through my fingers and I hate myself for that, I could of stopped him from doing it if I had just thought and helped him" I force my words out, I can feel all the emotions and anger that I have buried build back up inside of me.

"What happened?" Darcy's voice is softer now, I can feel her stroke my back comforting me.

"One day he woke up went to school, we thought everything was okay just a normal day but Andrew had got into the wrong crowd because he thought that it was the right thing to do, he did drugs because it took him out of his own mind, his problems vanished for just those few hours. He was such a big character, big personality and big dreams, he wanted to travel the world, make history, he wanted to be a pilot because he loved the stars and the sky, wanted to float in the clouds and drift away" I bury my face in my hands looking into darkness to help get my words out, "But one day, that day, I think it just got to much for him, not being able to stop those thoughts in his head and I'd left him home alone because I was selfish and wanted to go see my mates, I left him when he needed me most, when all he needed was someone to talk to that could tell him everything was okay but no, I ignored him for my stupid mates and found him lying on the floor, lifeless, overdosed, dead, I held him in my arms for so many hours, I'd never cried so hard, mom came home and for months after that everything was a blur, his funeral came and went, his birthday, everything, he's been gone nearly three years now, I still miss him everyday, I still pretend he's here with me sometimes, talk to him, but he's gone and I could've stopped that" I can feel the tears falling down my cheeks, Darcy's head is resting against mine as she hugs me, both arms wrapped around me and I can feel her crying with me. I haven't spoke about this, I haven't really ever had to speak about this because everyone's pretended he's vanished but it feels good to let it go, to talk about it, I've never done that before.

"I was supposed to be comforting you" I mumble, making both of us laugh but it doesn't last long, we both just fall into silence.

"It wasn't your fault, if that's what you think" Darcy soothes me, "If I was there he would've of done it" I whisper, it was true if I hadn't of been selfish he might of still been here I could of helped him through.

"Issac it wasn't your fault, that was his decision, he would of done it anyway maybe not that night but another, you couldn't of been with him every second of the day and he would of done it whenever he was alone next. You can't blame yourself for something like that, depression is a strong thing, very strong, you're amazing and helped and appreciated him while he was here, be grateful for those times" Darcy smiles at me, her plump pink lips curling. Darcy is strong, she may not see it or even think it but she is but maybe, just needs help along the way.

"I understand sometimes how you feel, obviously I'm not in your head but I can tell what you think and feel, I want to help you, be here for you, be your friend, you can't do this alone and you won't let me in" I frown, my tears drain because I'm supposed to be helping Darcy and she's right I should be grateful I had the pleasure of knowing him.

"I don't tell many people, I've only ever told Ezra but that was only after dad left, life was good before then, sadly I still suffered but that was because I was getting picked on at school and it was hard and then dad left, he'd met someone else and one day just walked out and I haven't spoke to him since, I miss him but I hate him for leaving. Ezra is the man of the house now, there is Joseph but ever since dad left he's just hated me for some reason" I've wrapped my arm around her shoulder to allow her to lye her head on my chest.

I'm happy, she was slowly opening up to me and that's all I want, I think we can help each other get through different things and comfort each other. I can't make her have feelings back for me but I don't want to risk this for a relationship. Darcy is precious and I want her in my life.

"I'm sorry to here that, losing a parent is hard especially when they cut all connections" I kiss her head gently, I can tell she doesn't want to go into full detail about that which is understandable so I let her just talk.

"What is the real reason you're down here?" I mumble quietly down to her, gently stroking her shoulder, "I didn't want to be alone and I thought coming down here to relax might help" She shrugs.

"Come with me" I smile, I think her guards are coming down slowly, I want her to be able to trust me, I just have to be patient.

I stand up from my sitting position Darcy doing the same. I take her small petite hand and lead her through the dark, I haven't been here since Andrew left, Andrews glass room.

He came down here almost every night when it was finished, I made it the best for him, heating, electricity everything because it made him happy, he glowed when he could see the stars at night.

I take the key from under the mat and unlock the door, I suddenly get a breeze of Andrews scent, I can feel all the emotion building up at just the smell of him, like he was still here.

"It's beautiful in here" Darcy gasps next to me, she's looking at the king sized bed in the middle with a cosy soft white duvet on, a tv in front of it - Andrew always loved to watch happy films like Disney or love stories with happy endings - a table and chairs, rugs, candles, lights and pictures all hung around of Andrews favourite things. It was like his little home.

"I haven't really taken his stuff out of his room yet, I couldn't bring myself to do it" I shrug, "Don't, this is his room, his spirit is here" Darcy smiles looking at all the photos.

I smile, I was glad the first people I told outside my family was Darcy, she understands and doesn't judge me or feel sorry for me.

"Whenever Andrew was feeling at his worst I used to bring him in here and lye him on the bed so he could see the stars" I smile, "Try it, it might relax you as well"

She nods and crawls onto the bed, I turn some heat on due to the small amount of clothes she's wearing and lye down next to her.

"I can see how this relaxed him" She breaths quietly her voice just above a whisper while she's dazzled by the stars, "He always wanted to be up there with them" I smile remembering him.

"And now he is" Darcy turns her head and smiles at me.

"Tell me what you're feelings, right now" I look into her eyes, sparkly just like the stars, "Relaxed like I could float away, away from all my problems" She shows a sad smile.

"My head is always a mess, I don't know what my true feelings are sometimes, I don't even want to do anything anymore, loosing my love for art but I have to pull myself up and be strong because I love art and I can't let this ruin my life" A tear rolls down her cheek, her head turning back to the stars, "I'm here to always remind you of what you love and what you're passionate about"

I slowly approach her hand with mine, lying between the middle of our separated bodies I intertwine my big hand with her small one and give it a squeeze.

"Thank you" She wipes away her tear, "At least you have our date to look forward to" I attempt to make her laugh which is a success as a little laugh escapes her mouth.

"I reckon you'll like Ellie, I don't see who wouldn't like Ellie" She smiles, "And what's so special about Ellie?" I raise my eyebrows.

"She's funny, beautiful, body to die for, kind, she's the perfect everything" Darcy frowns, "And so are you, you suit each other"

"Darcy you're all those things and more" I frown, I hate to think that she doesn't view herself as all those things, I never went for Darcy because of her looks, at first yes when I saw her sitting in that chair looking at me all nervous with her big puppy eyes my heart melted but then I got to know her and looks just became a bonus to her personality.

"No I'm not, who wants someone's whose mentally damaged like me? I'm depressed Issac, who wants that?" More tears leak out her eyes, I can feel my heart breaking more and more.

"Me, I want that, I want you" I sit up looking down at her, she hides her face with her hands and arms, "It's not fair on you with all the problems I have" Her voice muffles.

"But I want to help you" I slowly remove her arms from her puffy red face, flinching at the contact I pull them down gently leaning on my side so I can look down at her.

"You can help me as my friend, I can't handle anything more, I'm sorry" She looks into my eyes, sounding like it's hard for her to force the words out.

"I can do that, I just want you to let me in so I can help" I whisper, her face shines in the moonlight, highlighting her perfect little face, intense greeny-brown eyes that look soft after her tears, cute little freckles that bridge over her nose and cheeks - she hides them normally with makeup but they're revealed more now that she isn't wearing any - long eyelashes, tucked nose and plump lips that I just want to kiss but I can't, I can't disrespect the choice she's made.

I think I'm falling for her more and more but I know it's wrong. I haven't known her long but she's wormed her way into my heart, I can't stop thinking about her. I've never experienced this before, I've liked girls and I've been with girls but Darcy is something completely different. She's taken over me and I can't stop it.

"Can I sleep in here tonight?" She speaks gently still within eye contact, "Of course" I smile.

I lean down and softly kiss her rosy cheeks, they're still stained and warm from her tears, "Goodnight" I smile gently down at her and lift myself up from the bed.

"Issac?" She calls, holding out an arm.

"Yes?" I turn around to look at her small little body cuddled on the bed.

"Can you stay the night here with me?"

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Hey! I had to re-write this chapter because I didn't like the first version and feel like this is very personal to Issac and Darcy (:

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