Our Song [Danny x Reader]

Chapter 24

Remember when you said you lived in the bad part of New York? Yeah, where some gangs are? Well, great news! You're father is a gang leader and he wants you home.
You, Brad, and (R/N) used to be apart of his gang when the three of you left secretly to start a new life.
Brad, of course, fell back into the hole of crime and well, attempted to murder you and (R/N).
(R/N) followed you out of your father's gang. She may be a little older, but she admired your courage.
Your father's gang, well, is basically it's own community. He gang is like five people short from being a mob and your father being a mobster.
You kept this all hidden from the grumps because you didn't want them involved with your father.
You even had a hidden tattoo of the gangs symbol on your side. Your mother was killed in a gang fight, while your sister and brother followed in your father's footsteps. You just wanted out of it all, so you ran.
You sat down on the couch, thinking. You could continue to run, but then you'd have to leave Danny.
You heard the twins leave their room and walk over to you.
"Who was that..?" Marie asked rubbing her eye. "It was nobody sweetheart. Now take your brother and go back to bed." You told them quietly. They nodded and left as (R/N) got home.
"(Y/N)..? What's wrong?" She asked, sitting her stuff down and walking over to you.
"Brad came over. He said dad wants me back home. I don't want to, but if I stay I may hurt the grumps. If I go, I'll have to leave Danny. If we run, I'll still have to leave Danny. It hurts, (R/N). Either way we go, we'll end up hurting someone." You told her, hanging your head.
She sighed, "I knew this day would come. Listen, we can stay and fight them. You still know how to use a gun after all."
"I don't want to fight. I just don't want anybody to be hurt. But that's impossible, right?" You looked at her. She looked away, avoiding eye contact.
"We could tell them." She suggested. "Then what? Then what would we do to stop the gang members coming after us?" You stood up. "I.. I just need time. Goodnight, (R/N)."

When you walked into your room, you locked your door behind you.
Laying down in bed, you began to hum Our Song and slowly drift to sleep.

Dream~
You were walking down the street with everyone when suddenly, your father and the gang appeared.
They pulled out their guns and shot everyone but you, Danny dying in your arms.
Then your father grabbed your shirt collar and began dragging you away from your now dead friends.
"Your mine. And you always were." Your father's tough voice snarled. Your siblings began to laugh as you were taken away, unable to fight.

Then, it was dark. Darkness everywhere. You saw everyone then appear and began yelling hateful comments to you.
"WHY DIDN'T YOU SAVE US!?"
"AREN'T WE FRIENDS? WHY DIDN'T YOU STOP THEM!?"
"I HATE YOU!"
"DIE!"

That last one was from Danny. You began to cry, falling to your knees.

Reality~
You woke up, tears streaming down your cheeks. Pulling your knees up to your chest, you began humming Our Song again. Trying to calm yourself down and tell yourself it was only a dream.
But it felt so real.

Maybe, you should run. Maybe, you alone should just disappear.

Maybe you should return, so nobody gets hurt.