heartbroken

pt.3

Danny's apartment was a lot cleaner than sam expected but there were still some bottles of beer lying around the counter. The ashtray on the coffee table seemed full aswell to sams dismay. Why did he do these things to himself? Sam didn't know. Danny grabbed a cigarette from the box on the table and lit it. He took a drag from it before sighing, a plume of smoke floated from his lips and curled around his head. Sam sat down in the chair next to the table. Danny offered her a cigarette but she shook her head no. "So," danny started. "Explain."

Sam was silent for a moment as she tried to think of a way to start. "Um, that week. You know my grandmother passed that week and I went to you. I needed a shoulder to cry on but you seemed distant. You wouldn't hold me or give me a hug or anything. You just said I would be fine and went off to fight a ghost. And since then you've been so distant and it was like you didn't care," tears started to stream down her cheeks. "I thought that you didn't feel the way I did about you. And on valentines day I was trying to tell you my feelings but you just didn't pay any attention. You didn't even look at me or notice I was there. I tried to tell you I loved you danny! Any you didn't even respond!" She sobbed and wiped her tears away and continued. "I was just so upset with you, danny and I just didn't know what to do. Tucker found me in the broom room and he asked if I was OK. He actually gave me a hug and the comfort I needed. I lost control of myself in that warmth thinking it was you and without thinking i-i kissed him. And when you saw me I realized it wasn't really you. But ever since I read that note I realized that it could have been. But the one thing I want to know about is why you were acting that way if you said you loved me?"

Danny took one last drag of his cigarette and put it out after exhaling the cloud of smoke. He frowned. "It's my fault. I should be the one that's sorry. I shouldn't even be angry about you and tucker. But I just couldn't take the pressure," he said.

"What pressure," sam asked moving closer to him. He shook his head. "Please danny. You could tell me anything."

"I uh," he rubbed his face trying not to cry. "It's a new power. I-i... it makes me suck the energy out of people and convert it into power for my core. But... the only way for it to work is if I sing. And before you came to me, I couldn't control my power and I found myself singing to a random stranger I found it the street when I was taking a walk. He..." Danny paused as tears pricked the edges of his eyes and he began to shake. "He lost so much energy to the point where he... where I...Sam." he grabbed Sam's calm and steady hands with his shaking ones. "I killed him."

"What," she gasped.

"I couldn't control it. He lost so much energy and so much life. I didn't want to... I wish I didn't, "tears started to stream down his cheeks as his voice shook. Danny held sams face in his hands. "I didn't want to hurt you. I would never forgive myself if I hurt you." Sam stared into his distressed and scared eyes full of tears. "So I'm sorry if I hurt you. I'm sorry about everything. And if you don't ever forgive me for what I've done I understa-," he was cut off by sams lips smashing into his. Danny was suprised at first and pushed her away. The two breathed heavily as danny looked at her scared. But nothing happened. She was OK. She was still alive. Danny pulled her in for another kiss and the two melted as he cried.

Once they broke apart the two gave each other a sad smile. Sam then frowned a little. "Danny, please understand that I do love you. Do you feel the same," she asked.

"Sam, I love you too. But are you sure," he said cautious.

"Yes I'm sure. You won't hurt me," sam said. She caressed the side of his face and smiled. "You love me too much for that." Danny grabbed hold of her and held her in his arms. She smiled and melted into his touch.

The two sat in their peaceful scilence as the just enjoyed each others presence. But sam couldn't help but think of something. "Danny," she started. He hummed in responce. "You said that if you ever sang then it would kill someone. That you didn't have any control over it. How come no one died at the club?"