Hi, I'm Darcy Tomlinson-Styles, Larry Stylinson's kid.
Since before I could even open my eyes everything I do in public has been and still is controlled by my parent's management.
So basically all my decisions are made for me, and it sucks. I hate it. I hate having to be driven everywhere by a black range rover with tinted windows. I hate having to appear in public with My "Mom". I hate that I can't even talk to my closest friends about my home life and I have to lie to keep the story going. And most of all, I hate that my dads have to hide and pretend to be something they're not.
Of course my life isn't all shit, I have my best friend, Bre, who I love very much. I have my great dads, and my awesome aunts and uncles. It just gets hard to look at the positive when it feels like hiding is the only thing my family does.
Now before what will now be forever referred to as "The Incident" happened I thought my life couldn't get much worse. But as you will see later I am both proved wrong, but also given a little shining gem that made all this pain fade away.