The Fallen

Chapter 9

"Here we are." Brendon said holding up his hands at the white door like it was a present. Danielle knocked on the door quietly. Liam answers the door in his boxers. "Oh hey Danny and uh Brendon." Brendon glared angrily at him, intense heat was rolling off him in waves. He wanted to punch Liam. One for kissing Danielle. Two for using his nickname for Danielle. Danielle didn't even need to turn around to know that Brendon was angry. "Bren calm down." She smiled apologetically at Liam, she felt the heat go to her cheeks. She turned around to Brendon. "You can leave Bren. Thanks." Brendon huffed out a sigh then turned to go back to the kitchen. "I let you get dressed meet me at the bar." Danielle left Liam standing in the doorway. She sat down in a different booth than last night. She watched the dance floor as she waited. She saw a guy with dyed red hair spin another guy around with dyed green hair around in a circle. The one with green hair made eye contact with her and started coming over to her dragging the other guy behind him. "What'cha doin here all alone?" The guy said in a rich irish accent."Just waiting for someone." The two men shared a look and nodded their heads at each other. "Well i'm Sean and this is my boyfriend Mark." He said gesturing to the man with red hair. "So how long ya' been here for?" Sean questioned while sneaking side glances at Mark. "Only yesterday and-" Danielle was interrupted by Liam clearing his throat. "Hey Danny. How's it going?" He says grinding his teeth. He was glaring at Sean and Mark. The two looked to Danielle but all she did was shrug. "Hey Liam this is Sean and his boyfriend Mark." Danielle said emphasising the word boyfriend. "Ey' is dis' who ya' were waiting for." Sean asks but he already knows the answer. "Yes." Liam answers for Danielle. "Well you two have a good day!" Sean and Mark walk off back to the dance floor. Once they were out of sight Danielle brought her head to the table and started to laugh. Liam was turning red as he slid into the other side of the booth. "Stop laughing at me." He whined, but Danielle just continued to laugh into the table. "This is why I don't do social interaction." He said. Danielle turned her head so she could see Liam. "I can't believe you thought two gay guys were flirting with me!" She said. "I did not!" Danielle raised her head and sat up straight.

"You did too!"

"But what if they weren't gay and would've put something in your drink?"

"I don't have a drink Liam." Danielle said flatly before laughing, hiding it with her hands. "I can't believe you." Danielle mumbled from behind her hands.

"You've would've done the same." Danielle mumbled "sure" while rolling her eyes.

"Did you just make me come here for you to laugh in my face?"

"No I just-" Danielle glanced behind Liam and she saw Brendon staring straight at them. Liam noticed that something caught her attention. "What?" He said while turning around, looking for something strange. Brendon was spying on them. Danielle lost her smile. She thought Brendon was going to be mature and stay away. That's what you get when the man is a ten year old on the inside. "I'll be right back. Stay here." Danielle said abruptly getting up without saying another word. Brendon saw Danielle walk towards him and tried to get lost in the crowd. Danielle started to run through the crowd after him. "Brendon get your ass back here." Danielle mumbled while following the top of Brendon's hair, the only thing he could see of his. Danielle reached out trying to grab Brendon's arm before he slipped between more people. Luckily, she grabbed him in time. Brendon turned to Danielle and put on a big smile. "Hey Danny! Funny see you here. I gotta go so." Brendon pulled away again but Danielle had a firm grip. "You were spying on me." Danielle said. Brendon looked surprised. "What? Bullshit."

"You lier, you don't trust me." Danielle said, she sounded like she was mocking him. She wasn't mad, just surprised. But she really shouldn't be.

"He's a fuckboy." Brendon said pointing at Liam, who was peacefully on his phone.

"You know what? I'm just gonna go, and you need to leave." Danielle said backing up.

"But-"

"Go somewhere Brendon that's not here." Danielle said before she was already out of the crowd, away from Brendon.

Taylor decided that she should probably shower. She grabbed a pair of black jeans and a black shirt. Then she walked next door to the bathroom and found towels before turning on the shower to the warm side. Dried blood caked her thighs from her wiping off her hands when she was bleeding. She looked at her stomach there was large gashes covering it. Her chest and collarbone had bruises littering it along with scrapes and scratches. She looked at her hair there was dried blood in it. She gagged at the grotesque gash that went from the end of her right eyebrow to the corner of her mouth. She got dressed the started drying her blonde hair in a gray towel when she impulsively started singing Titanium. "You shout it out. But I can't hear a word you say. I'm talking loud not saying much. I'm criticized but all your bullets ricochet. You shoot me down, but I get up. I'm bulletproof nothing to lose. Fire away, fire away. Ricochet, you take your aim. Fire away, fire away. You shoot me down but I won't fall, I am titanium. You shoot me down but I won't fall. I am titanium." She started to brush out her hair singing more of the song. "Cut me down. But it's you who has further to fall. Ghost town, haunted love. Raise your voice, sticks and stones may break my bones. I'm talking loud not saying much." She looked into the mirror saw her grayish blue eyes were bloodshot. She put her hair in a messy bun and walked out. "Nice voice songbird." Alec said smirking and leaning against the wall across from the door. Taylor jumped when he heard his voice. "God dammit Alec! You scared me." She glared at him. "That was the point songbird." He said smirking.

"You can stop calling me that now."

"Nope I like it. It's gonna stick." He said smiling broadly. "Whatever." She walked towards the kitchen. "Oh hey Brendon?" She said questionably. He was sat in a chair with his arms crossed murmuring to himself. "You good or not?" She walked closer to him and tapped him on the shoulder. "He's not good for her!" He shouted turning around flustered. "Calm down dude. Whos not good for who?" She said backing up a step.

"Liam! He's just gonna hurt Danny!"

"Brendon I think he's a good guy you just gotta give him a chance. He seemed like a good dude when me and Alec brought him back from the bar."

"You should've left him passed out on the floor!" He said, the area warming up around him. The brown in his eyes was starting to turn to the deep red color again. "Brendon. Calm down." Taylor sat in the chair across from him. She placed her hands in the air like someone who would calm a wild animal down. His eyes melted back to their brown color and the warmth washed away. "Good. Now why don't you tell me why you're so protective of Danny." He shifted in his seat and looked away from her face. "Brendon, what's going on?" He looked straight into her eyes. Taylor saw a flash of sadness in his eyes. He looked like he was remembering something painful. "She died to young. She didn't deserve it. She deserved to live a full life." Pain was etched on his face. "Brendon what are you talking about?" Taylor looked concerned. "I'm her brother. She died when someone killed her." He looked straight into Taylor's eyes. "I swear to god you can't tell her. Please. Anyone but me can know about their pass selves. Thing will happen that I can't explain." His eyes were watering and he was pleading with Taylor. "Brendon I won't I swear." She grabbed his hand and shook it. "You have my word." The tears evaporated from his eyes and he smiled. "But how do you remember?" Taylor asked. No one supposed to remember their past life. Brendon's smile faded all of a sudden as he avoided eye contact. "I can't say. I don't want to bring that part of my life up." Brendon said with a weak smile. Taylor understood. Some things were to painful to talk about.