Make A Choice, Danny

Honey

 Okay so this part is mostly about Danny’s girlfriend; she has a few secrets of her own ;)

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The week passed by slowly, and Danny and I hadn’t shared an intimate heart to heart moment since the day we sat in the tree. I realised Danny was only saying the things he did to make me forgive him. I’ve stopped believing his bullshit. He spends more time with his whore than his band. I wondered what happened to the Danny that used to do everything for the music; the Danny that thought girls were just a bonus. What happened to the music Danny? 

"So..." i said awkwardly, i was sitting on the couch watching Danny do his hair once again before we left to go drinking at a nearby strip club. He glanced over at me and smiled, "Tell me about your girlfriend, is she nice? what’s her name?" I asked, edging forwards; he had never told me anything about her and i was genuinely intrigued about her. Mainly to see if Danny could do better with me than her.

"um, where to start?" he laughed, scratching his beard. "She’s beautiful", urgh Danny cut the soppy shit, and give me something to bitch about!!

"Well, what’s her name?" I asked resting my chin on my palm. "Honey" he replied turning to face me and taking a seat on the couch. "Is that her actual name?" Danny nodded "bullshit" Danny looked angry, "i mean she hasn’t even told you her real name, do you even know where she is now Danny" Venom grew in his eyes, i knew i was talking shit about his girl, but i hoped Danny would realise there was no trust in the relationship. Not trust like we had.

"Shut the fuck up Ben, we're going out to have a good time and your not fucking up my night!" He shouted at me, getting up from his seat and leaving the bus. I sat startled. "are you coming then" Danny asked peering through the door. I got up and left with him.

*at the strip club*

Danny and I, sat in the booth at the back of the club, a waitress in a very revealing outfit took our drink orders and quickly skipped off, shaking her hips un-necessarily in front of us. Danny’s eyes grew wide and i just turned away in disgust. We sat in silence, waiting. We exchanged a few looks and every now and again our eyes met, but one of us quickly turned away. The waitress came back over and gave us our drinks, a pink napkin stuck out under my glass and i removed it, staring at it contently. A phone number was scribbled on it with a small message ..

Hayley,

Your hot! Call me <3

I shoved it in my pocket, hoping Danny hadn’t seen. Her number could come in useful later. I looked up to see Danny being hit on by a stripper, i got up and tapped her shoulder.

“hi, do you mind i need to speak to Danny, come back later sweetie” i shouted over the music, pulling on her shoulder lightly. She huffed and walked away, i watched her as she moved straight onto another guy who looked like he had money.

“i need to talk to you” I said, looking him straight in the eye. He nodded and hollered me over towards the back door. We picked up our drinks and headed out the back door. We both sparked up a cigarette and took a long drag.

“I cant do this anymore Danny” I looked up at him, hoping he noticed the misery in my eyes.

“do what Ben?” He questioned, “as if you don’t know” i said bluntly.

“i cant go on with this, just this! You confess you ‘feeling’ so me then fucking push me away for a girl! Don’t you remember ‘I’m an idiot for thinking any girl could make me forget about the feelings i had for you’ Coz i do Danny. I remember every day, every single fucking day! Everything you said to me, over and over and over and you just don’t take my feelings serious. You’re a fucking prick Danny!” I shouted, turning swiftly to hide my tears. I had hoped Danny would be there to comfort me; to tell me it was ok, that he did love me, that he would drop everything for me, for us to be together. When i didn’t get a reply i turned to see Danny was gone, the door left swinging. “For fuck sake” is screamed pressing my forehead against the wall, and taking a long drag of my fag.

The cold grabbed at my shoulders, i shuddered and made my way back inside, holding my half empty glass of whiskey tightly. I sat back at the booth where Danny sat opposite. He had his head in his hands, his fingers scrunching up his hair. He was surrounded by empty whiskey glasses.

“oh Danny” i whispered. A tear hit the table. Deciding to stop being childish, i sat next to him rubbing his shoulder. “Ben, fucking help me sort myself out” He asked me, looking deep into my eyes with his blood shot eyes. I simply smiled and we both turned round to watch the girls. The main girl appeared at the top of the stage and started to walk down hesitantly. Flashing her customers as they wolf-whistled at her and chucked her dollars which she happily tucked into her underwear. I squinted trying to make out her face but the lights were to bright. We were sat at the far end of the stage so i watched her with a weak smile, as she made her way closer. As her face came into view my smile faded, and Danny’s head rose up from his arms, where he had been resting it. “i think its time to go” i whispered to Danny trying to pick him up and escort him out but he pulled away from my grip “no” he childishly rebelled. “Come ON, Danny!” i shouted pulling at his arms but he wouldn’t move. I sat and watched the girl again, knowing Danny was about to be completely heartbroken.

“Honey?” He whispered furrowing his eyebrows together to make out the strippers face. She reached the edge of the stage and crouched down to tease us. Her smile quickly faded “Danny?” She whispered her mouth dropped in horror.

“Honey What the fuck?” Danny shouted at her, grabbing her hair and slapping her round the face. Honey cried out in pain and tried to pull away. I ripped Danny away from her “hes just drunk Honey!” I shouted trying to get him out the club. “Honey you fucking whore! You pussy, you whore, bitch” He slurred shouting at her as i escorted him out. I turned to look at the horrified girl who was now on her knees in hysterics. I didn’t feel bad, she should have told Danny she was a stripper. But Danny called her some fucking harsh names. I turned and threw Danny to the pavement, sitting on his chest and grabbing his collars.

“You fucking idiot! Keep your fucking mouth shut!” I shouted inches away from his face.

“I love you” Danny whispered to me, pushing his lips against mine, i pulled him away immediately.

“Shut the fuck up Danny! You’re drunk!” i shouted slapping his face.

“No im not, i love you Benjy “ He smiled a drunken smile and leaned up, pressing his lips against mine again. I didn’t want to pull away, so i didn’t and kissed him back.

“OH.MY.GOD” A squeaky voice screamed from behind us, i turned quickly to see Honey stood with her arms round her waist, protecting her from the cold.

“What the fuck is going on” She shouted rushing to me and pulling me off Danny.

“Please, Honey it’s not what it-“I started, before I could finish my sight faded to black.