Dead Man Walking (Glanny Fic)

Chapter 41

I'm at the house. I don't understand. The last thing I remember is Madison taking my hand, about to walk me to the car. But now here, back in my little haven. I know in that moment that I wanted to come back, but now I don't want to be here. And why can't I remember how I got here. How the fuck did I get here?

I spin around and see Madison walking into the room with me, hesitating when she sees my face. I can't imagine the emotions carved on my features, because I sure as hell don't understand them right now.

“Danny, are you alright?” she asks slowly.

“How did I get here?” I cry, panic etched into my brain. Confusion and concern cross her face, only making the panic in my chest increase. “How the fuck did I get here?”

“We drove here, Danny,” she says nervously. I start pacing, retorting back to my old ways. His ways.

“No. No, no, no. We were in the alleyway. We hadn't left yet. You were going to take me home.”

“That was eight hours ago.” Eight hours... “We got in the car and you told me to bring you back here. You were completely inconsolable. The panic soon turned to calm and logical, and you were talking to me like the old Danny. And now that we've arrived here...”

She's lying. She has to be lying.

“What did you do to me?” I wail loudly, cutting her off. Fear flashes on her face, but she soon composes herself. “You did something to me. Made me forget. What did you do?”

“I didn't do anything, Danny.”

“Then why don't I remember?”

“You stopped taking your medication. This is your body reacting to the loss. You started having blackouts before the medication started, remember? That one night with Glen that you can't remember? And once you started taking them, they slowly began to stop. And now you've stopped, your body is going back to it's old routines.”

She's lying.

“I don't need medication. You forced me to take it.”

“We talked about this, Danny. We agreed that medication was the next step in getting better. You know this. You just need to calm down and start thinking clearly.”

There's nothing wrong with you.

“I'm not sick. There's nothing wrong with me.”

“We both know that's not true. We both know that you need help. You asked for my help. Let me help you, Danny.”

She's trying to hurt you. You need to stop her.

I growl angrily, trying to push the voice away. His voice. I clutch at my head, the pounding in my ears deafening me. My head hurts so much, I swear it's going to explode...

“Danny, tell me what's happening to you.” I hear her from across the room. But it seems so far away. I'm so scared, I don't think I can...

“He's coming,” I whimper. “I can hear him in my head...”

“You're stronger than this, Danny. You can beat him.”

Don't let her in.

“Stop it!” I screech, unsure of who it was directed at. “Just stop it!” The fire in my stomach burns so bright. I need to calm down. But I don't think I can.

“Remember everything you've accomplished over the past year. Focus on all of that and push him away. You have it in you.”

All you have is me. Don't push me away. Don't even try.

“He's so strong...”

“You are stronger. I promise that you can do this.”

I spin around, turning my back to her, trying to force him back. I can feel him pushing harder and harder, scraping my stomach and up my throat, desperate to be freed. But I push harder, with every last ounce of strength that I have.

I feel the urges ease slightly. His growls of protest ring in my ears, but I carry on. And slowly but surely, I push him back into the cage. I can do this! I open my eyes and glance out of the window.

There's a car coming...

She's called for back up.

Everything that I have just achieved goes out the window. I can't stop him now. As the last part of humanity leaves my body, I turn around, tears falling from my eyes.

“What did you do?” I whimper. When she doesn't answer, I take a step towards her. “Who did you call?”

“You know who I called, Danny.”

She's lying.

“Who did you call?” I shout shakily, afraid of this feeling brewing in my stomach as I move slowly towards her. I can't tell now whether this is pleasure or disgust at my own temper. I've gone beyond help now...

“Mark.” She can't hide her fear. I can practically taste it as she backs away from me. So sweet... “You asked me to call him.”

Why would you do that? You wouldn't be that stupid. You know what would happen if Mark found out.

“You're lying!” I roar, completely under the control of the voice from deep inside.

“I wouldn't lie to you, Danny. You told me in the car that you needed him to know so that he could tell Glen what was going on. So that he wouldn't worry. You didn't want Glen to worry.”

They're going to take you away. Lock you up again. Like an animal.

“Stop lying to me!”

“Danny, you need to calm down.”

They're going to hurt you. You need to protect yourself.

“I won't let you hurt me!”

“I'm not going to hurt you. Please, Danny, think about what you're doing.”

You need to stop her. She'll ruin everything.

“Shut up! Just shut up!” I'm so close to her now. I can feel her body trembling, see the sweat on her brow...

“Madison?” Mark's voice echoes through the house, and fear takes over.

Do it.

I see her go to move, but my hand locks around her throat. As her mouth moves to cry out, I launch her away from me with all of my strength, giving her no chance at all. I watch as she stumbles backwards, unable to get her footing again. I watch as she falls backwards and her skull slams against the corner of the stone table. And it's only when her body is still that I realise just what I've done.

And then the door opens. Mark walks in and all the rage evaporates. I burst into tears, afraid of what I have become. Afraid of the monster he sees in front of him. And afraid of how he will react.

He sees me first and goes to move towards me when he sees my tears. But then he sees the body and he goes absolutely still. The colour drains from his face as he comes to grips with the sight in front of him. And oh so slowly, his gaze moves towards me. I whimper in fear, desperate for him to understand what I did. And so I say the only words I can think of:

“It was an accident.”

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A/N - So...Hi there...Hum...Yeah...I don't really...Don't really know what to say at this point. I'm sorry, perhaps? I don't know. I just...this just kind of happened. I didn't intend it, but it happened. I hope it wasn't too disturbing or anything like that. I toned it down A LOT to the original version, so I hope this wasn't too bad. Please let me know what you think. And if it is too offensive, I'll edit it again. Thank you to everyone who's reading and all that stuff. I hope I haven't scared you away. Vote, comment, do your thing. Much love x