After a while of panicking and tears I’d cuddled up in bed trying desperately trying not to think about the picture or the phone call. I’d convinced myself that Danny would look after him, but he hasn’t done a good job so far. Then guilt hit me, it’s not Danny’s fault I can’t rely on him to look after a grown man and tell him what to do.
The tears don’t stop, even when I hear the door click and different voices, I don’t want to move.
“Glen. Don’t, she’s going to be asleep. You’ll regret it tomorrow.” Danny’s pleading with him but I can’t see Glen listening to him anytime soon.
“Get off me! I need to see her!” he yells, it gets my blood racing in the worst way as I hear Danny grappling to keep Glen from rushing in the bedroom.
“Glen...stop! She’s going to be angry!”
“Get the FUCK OFF ME!” he screams, then there’s a loud crack followed by moans of pain. I’ve had enough. I leap out of bed dragging on my onsie and run down to the front room.
“Danny! Oh my god what happened!” I yell, he’s laid out on the sofa holding an ice pack to his cheek.
“I’m alright E, I’m fine. He’s just drunk...I’m sorry I didn’t stop him I couldn’t him and Mark kept telling me to drink” he yelled ignoring my pleas for him to stop. As he opened his mouth again I pulled him into a hug, glad to have Glen home.
“So. What’s going on here then...” I feel Danny’s body tense up under my arms. I look up from Danny to Glen stumbling about to come to a stand still next to the sofa holding himself up unsteadily on it.
“You punched him! Why did you do that you idiot!” I yell, standing up from the sofa just as Glen staggered over to me.
“He was stopping me see my gorgeous girlfriend.” He growls pulling me towards him again. My hands crash into his chest pushing him away from me, his gaze flicks from me to Danny. His face becomes hard and cold.
“It’s you two isn’t it. I fucking new it! Look at you, you can’t keep your eyes off of each other!” he shouts lunging towards Danny again. Before I can run he’s got Danny by his collar up against the sofa.
“You fucker! Have you been sleeping with her? I bet you fucking have, that’s why she didn’t want me yesterday. Because she was thinking of you!” he snarls slamming Danny back against the sofa.
“Glen, Glen! Mate, I’m not, stop!” he pleads swatting at Glen’s arm which find itself pushing against his chin.
“Glen!” I cry “It’s nothing Glen, he’s my friend! Get off him” I fly forward trying to stop him from pushing any further but I’m pushed back.
“Don’t hurt him Glen! It’s your fucking fault for getting this drunk and accusing me of cheating! I love you but not like this.” I shriek. As soon as the words leave my mouth he whisks away from Danny and over to me, gripping my forearms tightly.
“What. I’m not different. It’s you that’s different, you wouldn’t sleep with me last night because you wanted Danny not me!” he yells, his grip getting ever tighter on my arms.
“Mate let go, we’re not together and never have been. She’s my best mate, just get off her.” Danny steps in trying to tear him away from me but is swatted away.
“I couldn’t sleep with you because you were fucking drunk!” I screamed, as his grip became even more restricting.
“I drink because I want to have a good time, you’re not fucking fun at the moment..” he hisses shoving my arms away from him and I stagger back gladly Danny’s behind me to catch my fall.
“I need a drink.” Glen snaps and disappears into the kitchen.
I’m overcome by emotions which just pour out as Danny lifted me into his arms.
“It’s ok little duck. It’s all going to be fine, I promise...” he soothes, lifting me up the stairs.
He places me down onto the bed and tucking me in.
I don’t stop crying as I turn over to see him crouched down beside my bed, his hand brushes hair away from my face along with the tears that fall.
“He’s not Glen anymore. I don’t recognise him...” I sob leaning into Danny’s hand for any kind of comfort.
“Evie, I’ll get him sorted. He’s not himself right now. I’ll stay here tonight and sort him out tomorrow. You stay in bed.” He soothes, and places a kiss on my cheek. I knew it meant nothing but I couldn’t help wanting him to stay with me.
“Danny?” I ask as he’s at the door frame.
“Yeah? Are you ok, is it your arms..”
“No, I want you to stay with me..” I mumble, just loud enough so he can here.
“You know I can’t Evie, just go to sleep little duck. I’ll see you in the morning...” he sighs
“Where’re you going to sleep..”
“I’ll make do. I think Glen’s asleep on the sofa.” He says before leaving me.
Everything whizzes around my brain as I reflect on what’d happened, Glen hurt me and actually accused me and Danny of sleeping together but the worst part is in that moment I actually thought about it....
Sorry about another crappy chapter, I don't know what's wrong with my writing at the moment. Hope you all liked it non the less. Let me know what you think and whatnot. Comment and vote - love Hannah xox
