I'm not going to lie, this is kinda cheesy and like almost every other fic because it's pastel Dan, but I'm having Nerd Phil so we'll see how this turns out. I'm not good at writing descriptions, but I'm very happy with the plot of this story.
Dan got out of bed a few hours later and made his way downstairs. He completely forgot that he didn't enter the house through the door so when he scared his mum he was confused.
"I thought you hadn't come home yet Daniel... Oh that's new," Mum said.
"What's new?" Dan asked, now even more confused. His head was still not fully functioning correctly.
"You're outfit. You normally don't wear this kind of stuff," Mum replied, flipping through the channels on the television.
"I'm just cold mum," Dan lied, hoping she wouldn't say anything else.
"Daniel, it's 33° (92° F) outside," Mum said, but didn't continue. He went into the kitchen to get a snack, not that he was hungry enough to eat. Dan just wanted his mom to think he was okay even though he wasn't in the slightest bit.
"Dan be ready to go in roughly an hour please," Mum said as Dan made his way up the stairs. He didn't respond and went straight to his room to shower. As much as he scrubbed his skin with soap, he still felt dirty. Dan didn't think he could every feel clean again.
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"Dan can you go show Jayden to their room so I can get a small snack prepared?" Mum asked as soon as they got through the door.
"Erm sure mum. Jayden follow me," Dan replied as he walked to the stairs, glancing behind him to make sure they were following him.
"Why don't you talk much?" Jayden asked as they got to their bedroom. Dan looked down at the gray carpet, tears threatening to fall once again today.
"It doesn't matter," He replied, still not looking up from the ground.
"That's not true erm, Dan, was it? Sorry I'm not very good at names," Jayden said, putting a hand on his shoulder.
"I-I-I was," Dan started, not able to finish his sentence. He was humiliated about everything. He didn't want to be alive anymore. He didn't even know why he was going to tell Jayden.
"Dan you can tell me. Who am I to judge?" Jayden said in a comforting tone.
"He did something to m-me," Dan choked out, now crying.
"Who did?" Jayden asked, lifting Dan's head up by his chin.
"J-Jeremy. You don't know him," Dan let out a small chuckle, "He raped m-me." He was now ugly crying. His whole body was trembling as he sunk down to the floor.
"Oh my god Dan! When did this happen?" Jayden asked, playing with Dan's hair to try and calm his nerves a bit. Dan began to feel nothing once again. His crying stopped along with the shaking.
"A few hours ago."
"We have to tell someone Dan. He can't get away with it!"
"No."
"What?"
"I said no."
"Dan I-"
"I'm going to my room."
"Dan come on."
With that, Dan stood up walked to his room, closing the door behind him. He made sure to lock his door before going to his bathroom.
'Back already Dan?'
"Yeah."
'That's good. Your friend gets very lonely when you don't visit everyday.'
"I know. I'm going to change that."
'Good boy.'
His fingers fiddled with the blade as he stared at it. His mind was shutting off again. He wanted to feel something, anything. Without realizing it, he pulled up his sleeves and got to work. Cut after cut getting deeper with each. After about seven cuts Dan fell to the floor, meeting the same fate as only a few nights ago. His phone was going off, but he couldn't hear it because he wasn't awake. Dan had passed out on the cold tiled floor, blood starting to stain the gray tiles. His life was slipping away from him and there was nothing he could do to stop it.
A/N: SORRY THIS IS REALLY SAD BUT IT SHOULD GET BETTER. anyways, this is what jayden's room looks like
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