Why Me?

Chapter Nineteen

Adelaide's POV

*THREE*DAYS*LATER*

"Thanks for watching me do the cinnamon challenge...twice. If you enjoyed my near death experience, then please give it a thumbs up, comment what you would like me to do next, and subscribe! Thank y'all so much! ILY!!!" I finish the video.

"Who is it?" I ask, hearing a knock on my door.

"Dan." the knocker replies.

"I don't think I know any Dan's, but I do know a Daniel Howell." I tease, getting up and opening the door.

"Addy!" Dan shrieks before engulfing me into a hug.

"DANNY!" I shriek even louder.

"OWWWW!"

"Sowwy"

Matt walks in the room with Caspar right behind. I run up to Caspar, but I end up tricking him by turning sharply and hugging Matt. I feel bad for Caspar and run up to him with open arms. He hugs me tightly. I hug him back, just not as tight. He looks at me and ruffles my hair. I giggle and kick him in the shin. Matt steps toward me and kisses the tip of my nose. I lean up to kiss his nose, but I am only tall enough to reach his lips, so I kiss those instead. He turns a hot pinkish color, causing me to laugh at his adorableness. Dan clears his throat, scaring the living daylights out of all of us. I look at him with a playful glare. I charge straight at him and leap into his arms, in which he doesn't bother to put out. So I fall face first onto the ground, and I am laughed at. I run to my room, locking the door. I grab my blade and slit my upper thigh at least 3 times. I can't take embarrassment well. I hear a knock on my door, but don't bother to answer. Instead, I just cut my upper chest trying to make them seem like they were an "accident." I don't notice that the bedroom door opens until I hear a gasp. I look up to see Dan staring at my cuts that I had just made...and my scars that I didn't bother to cover today. I look up at him to see that he has sorrow written all over his face; I thought he would have been disappointed. I want to hide in a corner and disappear, just until he forgets about this. I see Caspar and Matt walk into the room, but they have anger written on their faces instead of sorrow. I back away and hide under my blankets, that is until Matt comes and takes it off of my fearful, shaky body. I try to back away even further but Matt swooped me up into his arms and sat on the bed.

"What the hell were you thinking?!" Matt pried.

"Everything." I screamed in his face.

"Oh really, what's wrong in your "horrible" life?"

"Oh, lets see, YOU, CASPAR, MY ADOPTION PARENTS! SHALL I GO ON?" 

He storms out of the room with Caspar following close behind. I start crying as realization showers over me. I just lost my best friend and my boyfriend. Dan comes and sits by me, placing an arm around my waist and pulling my light body closer to his muscular one. I look up at him, and as I do so, he uses the pad on his thumb to wipe the flowing tears. I lie my head on his shoulder, sniffing. He looks down at me with his eyes really popping against his regular black shirt. I look at his beautiful smile and smile right back at him. He giggles a little making me giggle faintly. He leans down and kisses my forehead, blushing a light red. I blush as well. 

*next*morning*

I woke up and looked to my left expecting Matt to be there, half knowing he wouldn't. I sigh and don't get out of bed. The door opens and I see Dan's head pop through the door. I allow him to come in, regardless of how I look right now. He sits down on the bed next to me.

"Good morning, Addy." he says, his voice raspy and low.

"Morning." I say, half of me wishing that I could have died through the night.

"What's wrong?" 

"I just wish i could've died through the night. Why?"

"No, please don't say that. I am sure after everything you do want to die."

"I know right. I am glad you stayed and didn't make me move into an apartment alone."

"Hey, it's really no problem. Plus, I needed to get away from Phil for just a little while."

"Really?"

"Naaaaaah."

"Sure..." 

"Shush it, you."

"Nah, I think I am good. I will have to decline your offer."

"Suit yourself!"

I get up and walk down the hall of my parent's old house that they had left me. I quit school this year and decided to do only YouTube. Dan thinks it's a pretty good idea.  I make the two of us breakfast and sit down with our plates on the table. I call Dan into the kitchen and sit him down across from me. We dig in, not caring about doing our morning prayer. I can't date him. He is only a friend, and he can't be any more than that. I love him as a brother.

"What are you doing today?" Dan interrupts my thoughts.

"I am going to go visit my parents."

"I thought you hated your parents?"

"No, those were my adoption parents. I met my real parents a few days after Caspar was beaten up by my adoption parents."

"Welp, that's confusing, but okay?" 

"Haha, yeah..."

"Life is great..."

"TOTALLY!"