Kiss My Undead Soul (Hollywood Undead FanFic) ~Danny

Crazy nights

~Sondra~

"Where's daddy?" Ava asked, as I gently hauled her out of the smoky room. The guys continued to giggle. There was no sign of Johnny in the room, not even one of his belly laughs.

Ava kept looking back at me confusedly since she had no idea what the guys were doing. Heck, just breathing in the smoke made me feel a bit high. Not high as a kite, just a tiny, little bit. As soon as the door slammed shut, George came out of the elevator a few steps down the hall. He staggered around for a bit, then finally made his way down the hall towards us. Johnny recognized us quickly, and threw Ava up in the air.

"Dad," Ava giggled, "I thought you weren't supposed to smoke in the hotel rooms?"

George held onto Ava, glancing at her face, then at me, "What?"

His buzz was pretty noticeable. He swayed just a teeny bit as he glanced at me, holding Ava in the air.

"I walked into the room with her, and I honestly had no idea that they were smoking marijuana in the room." I say innocently.

He gently put his daughter down. George dug through his pocket, looking for his key. The change jingled like a million bells, and finally, he pulled a card out swiftly. With anger written on his face, he shoved the key into the slot, then when it turned green he pulled it out, opening the door.

Jorel ran for the door, coughing like a donkey. George lay his eyes on him, then picked him up by the collar. Jorel's eyes widened, and he looked completely baffled. Everyone knew that he never smoked, and it looked like he was trying to get out of the room himself.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?! Smoking in front of my child?" George slurred his shout.

"It's not my fault, man! They made-- they locked me in this damn room." Jorel panicked, glancing over at me every now and then.

Dylan walked over calmly, with a grin on his face. He looked pretty high, so he probably had no idea what was going on. Ava grasped at my pant leg, and I touched he back lightly. A flash of anger was in George's eyes, and Jorel was sent across the room, flying into Dylan. Dylan collapsed under Jorel. Ava covered her eyes.

Johnny stomped over towards the two while rage ran through his veins. The whole room fell silent as Jorel tried to get up. Johnny forcefully pushed him back onto the ground, then turned to Dylan. I covered Ava's eyes, and she covered her ears. Grabbing FunnyMan and sitting him up, he screamed, "What the f*ck are you mother-f*cking doing?! I will beat the living sh*t out of you if I have to!"

"I'm sorry!" Dylan blocks his face with his hands, ready for George to send a fist flying at him. It didn't come. Instead, he threw him back on the hard hotel room floor.

"The f*ck you are." George seethes through his teeth.

"George, I believe you should think about what you are doing in front of your daughter before you worry about what they do in front of her.." I say calmly.

Ava shook a slight but, and I felt her hold back tears. George's expression softened, and he made his way towards us two. I picked Ava up, then went to another room that we had. I sat her on the bed, and with that she burst into tears. George pulled her into a comforting embrace.

"Everything's alright.." Johnny 3 Tears comforted.

"What about Dilly?" Ava sobbed, slightly choking on her words. George started to rock her.

"He's alright."

"Is J-Doggy okay?"

"Yes."

I watched as he continued to rock her. He looked up at me, his eyes slightly glossy like puppy eyes. He knew what I said was right. George was a bit buzzed though, so that sort of made him go out of control. Ava started to become peaceful, and soon her eyes began to flutter uncontrollably.

"I'm sorry, baby." George whispers, laying her in the large queen sized bed.

She turned over on her side, closing her eyes sleepily, and in defeat. Johnny gently pushed off the bed and stood up.

"Thank you for watching her." Was all her said, then left the room to get the guys out of Danny and I's room.

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"Danny, that's enough." I giggle, taking the wine bottle away from him.

"Damn, why do you do this to me, love?" Daniel leaned over me drunkly (and a bit high), but lost his balance and fell on top of me. "Sh*t.."

I giggled as he wiggled around, struggling to lift himself up. His hand slipped under my shirt instead, and his warm hands started to trace my sides. His touch was so light it made me want to shiver.

His lips touched mine in a second. Slowly, he began to pull my shirt off. Danny quickly took his off as well, grinning like a mad man. His owl tattoo on his chest shown in the dim light of the room window. He leaned down to kiss me softly.

"I love you." He whispered into my ear, pulling my jeans off as he did.

"I love you too."