DAN
As I walk into the house, I see a woman I never saw before drinking beer and watching television in my house. Then she sees me and asks,
" Where were you, stupid rat? Your uncle told me I had t babysit you till he's Come back." She spits onto the ground next to me and before I could tell her where I was she says, " You're a meaningless piece of shit." Then she suddenly hits me so hard I fall to the ground, my cheek bleeding. She goes off and I stand up. I run to my room but she sees me and comes into my room. She is carrying a huge piece of metal. Before I could become aware of what is happening, she knocks me to the ground again, then drops the metal onto my chest. I try to breathe, but can't. She lights a match and presses it against my foot. I clench my healthy fist, pain erupting in my leg. I try to breathe again. Nothing. My face turns pale from the absent of air. She lifts the bottom of my sweatshirt and shirt up, then presses the lit match against my tummy. I try not to scream as she pushes it against my skin as hard as she can. I smell smoke. I look up to see my belly, and I wish I hadn't. I close my eyes and she moves the match away. But then she pushes it against the back of my neck. This time I can't scream, I don't have enough energy because of air loss, but whisper,
" Help." I know nobody will help me. A tear flows from my eye. Just when I think this is the day I'm going to die, Aunt Elizabeth moves the metal away from my chest. I inhale deeply and close my eyes. Then two strong fists collide with my tummy and I wince. She hits me again over and over and over again. I already feel dizzy. If I won't pass away, I'm pretty sure I will at least pass out today. She then lifts the sweatshirt off me and hits my back with a whiplash until it's bleeding like crazy. I rest my forehead on his legs, silently crying as I can feel warm blood slipping down my back. Then she suddenly stops hurting me and says,
" Take your sweatshirt back an' go to school." Then she leaves. I quickly pull my sweatshirt on and limp to the front door. I open it with my left hand and walk out, closing it behind me. I hate to admit it, but my uncle was honest - Aunt's worse. As I sit down in school I see Wayne's already there. He looks tired, but as soon as I enter he looks up at me and his eyes widen in fear. Oh. I forgot about the blood on my cheeks. I try to wipe it off but damn, it dried.
" This wasn't abuse I just fell and my head hit the desk." I lie, hoping it'll make him calmer. I limp to my chair and sit down. Fortunately no one other than Wayne is here yet. I open my note book and start scribbling,
Pain, let the bullets fly oh let them rain.
I like that, pain rhymes with rain. Cool, cause they're similar. Both rain and pain just rain down on you. I'm interrupted by the principle's voice,
" And this is our new student, Fred Timeller, is that right, Fred?" Fred Timeller. I stop moving, and I'm pretty sure my heart misses a beat. Horror's written on my face. I remember Platz trying to make fiends with me, and I remember what I remembered then. I remembered Fred. The friend who was not my friend and who left me. I hear Fred confidentially and loudly say his name. Then he sits down next to me and I quickly lean over my desk, hoping he doesn't recognise me. Too late.
" Dan? It's really you, Dan!" I look up and at Fred. He looks just as I remember, and I start shaking without intending to. My heart quickens and I don't know if I can ever breathe again. I bite my tongue. Calm the fuck down Dan, you survived a month of abuse and you panic at an idiot kid! Well, teenager. Who's a bit older than me and even taller yet I swear I am the tallest from my whole class... Before now.
"What to you want?" I ask. Thank goodness I sound more angry than scared. I take a deep breath and then shout, " WHAT DO YOU WANT?!" He moves a bit way from me and I have to sink my nails into my palm to slow the shaking. He touches my right hand and I since then close my eyes, trying to calm myself.
" I want you to forgive me. I believe in second chances. Please open up again. I will not break you. I will not let you down." I look him in the eyes, trying to see if he's lying. He seems honest and regretting but it doesn't matter,
" No, give up, Fred. I will never trust you again." I say.
" But please, Danny! I didn't understand then, I get it now." I say,
" No, and do not call me Danny." Then I look away from him and continue scribbling. Then I remember I have to learn not write songs so I do that instead. I just hope Wayne didn't see the terror light up on my face when I heard Fred's name. Is Wayne all that I have to live for, you ask? Yes. He's my everything. If I wouldn't have met him, I would have crumbled crumbled and committed suicide long ago. But I met him, and he saved me. He was - he IS - with me now when I'm at my lowest. He's my candle in the dark. He's the light of the day. He's all that I got, next to the wounds. And I love him. I couldn't take it if he betrayed me... This is the worst day of my life and it only started.
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If only you could save me || Imagine Dragons Fanfic
FanfictionDan Reynolds is thirteen when he joins Wayne Sermons school. But he isn't okay. Will someone be able to help him? OH MY I ACTUALLY FINISHED THIS.
