Rise of Rain - Sequel to Tower Falling

Chapter Five

I'm so sorry for the long break. I actually wanted to have this chapter out last night, but I had a lot of stuff going on and didn't have time. I just wanted to apologize for being so absent and not really explaining why like other writers do on Wattpad. The author's note at the start of a long-awaited chapter is probably not the best place for a heart-to-heart, but I wanted you all to know how terrible I feel about neglecting you all. I've been going through a lot lately, between issues with my family and issues with myself. I started going to counseling last Tuesday, where the woman told me that my anxiety is much worse than both my family and I thought it was, and now I am supposed to be having regular appointments to talk to a counselor and starting to take anxiety medication. It's gotten to the point where what's happening mentally and emotionally is starting to affect my education and my health - hardly sleeping, hardly eating, hardly getting out of bed for class, etc. My family is concerned (my grandma thought I was on drugs tbh), and I'm trying to do better for myself. So, hopefully that means I'll get motivation back so I can continue to write for you all. It might take a while, but I just wanted to let you know that I am trying, because I know you've been waiting and I feel awful about it.

Mkay, enough of the complaining. Here's the next chapter!

Chapter Five

~Danny~

I stood at the bottom of the stairs and watched Andie jog her way up to the top. She was fuming; that much was clear. I'd lied to her, and now I was paying for it. It was going to take a lot for me to win her over again. Forgiveness wasn't one of her strong suits.

I wait for somewhere close to fifteen minutes before trudging up the steps after her. She would be long gone, off to get coffee like she'd said. As much as I'd lied to her, I knew she would never lie to me. Not since we'd gotten together, anyway. I wasn't so sure about when we both kind of hated each other.

My footsteps echoed in the underground tunnel as I made my way back out onto the abandoned subway tracks. I don't know what I was thinking, sneaking out of the apartment while she was asleep and chatting with someone from the Eye about getting back onstage again. I did want to become the leader of the Horsemen. The person wasn't wrong. Andie wasn't wrong either when she accused me of it. I knew I could be a better leader than Dylan, if only the group would give me the chance to prove myself. If only Andie would give me the chance.

It stung, knowing that she didn't support me. Weren't relationships supposed to be about supporting your person? I had been helpful and caring while she was having those hellish nightmares, and did everything I could to make sure she was okay. So where was my support in turn? Did I not deserve it?

You're being selfish.

I sighed. I couldn't be a selfish boyfriend. Not with her. Her nightmares were about me dying; she'd told me so. She cared. I never had to question it. It would be unfair of me to expect her to go against her personal beliefs and support something she so clearly wasn't comfortable with.

I sighed again, having finally reached the sidewalk outside the abandoned subway station. Gone to get coffee. I didn't know when she would be home, but I wanted to be there before her. Not that I could get inside the apartment, anyway; she must have taken the key with her. I could sit outside the door and wait for her, silently trying to come up with anything I could possibly say to make her happy again.

Or I could get her lunch. It was nearly eleven at that point, and she was bound to be hungry. Unless she planned on getting something to eat while she was getting her coffee, but it was better to be safe than sorry. Or at least sorrier than I already was. I would make it up to her. Food wasn't going to get her to warm back up to me right away, but it would be a start at least.