HOLLER. 》 Dan x Reader || Danisnotonfire

Chapter 14|| "No promises"

⚠️TRIGGER WARNING: VIOLENCE IS IN THIS CHAPTER ⚠️

•14th Update: June 21st •

-DAN-

How can the same person make you feel so alive yet so dead at the same time?

I actually thought she liked me.

How could I be so stupid? Of course she wouldn't like me.

I had seen Y/N walk up to Simons' front porch and I was confused at first. I didn't really think them much as the friend type. I didn't think much of it really.

I did notice that I could see right into Simons' window. They were studying for finals I believe. I tried not to spy. But I wanted to see what was going on.

They were doing nothing but studying until I saw Simon lean in and kiss her.

My heart dropped to my stomach. I swallowed hard to try to get rid of the little lump in the back of my throat and my legs went weak. A tingly sensation ran up my nose and tears started to brim in my eyes.

Why would Simon do this? Simon has a girlfriend. Getting over the feeling of pain and sadness, I feel my blood begin to boil. How could he do this to Y/N and his girlfriend? I had to let Simon's girlfriend know. I clench my teeth together, and ball my hands into a fist; my nails digging into the palm of my hand. I grab my phone quickly and start to snap pictures of them.

When i'm in the middle of snapping pictures, I see Y/N get up and shut the blinds quickly.

Knitting my eyebrows together, I turn away from the window and start to look at the pictures I took.

A few minutes later, I hear a voice outside my house screaming, "SIMON! STOP."
"Just stay out here!" Simon hisses at who i'm guessing is Y/N.
I was too late to lock the door.

Simon flings my door open and walks right over to me and smacks my phone out of my hand causing it to break.

"What the fuck Simo-"

"You sick motherfucker! You think taking pictures of us is OK? You sick fuck!" Simon shoves me back against the wall hard.

I grunt and I hold my hand up to my head and look at it to make sure there was no blood on it.

"Simon I don't know what you're talking about-"
Simon socks me across the face before I could finish my sentence. His punch is so powerful, I fall to my knees and hold my throbbing jaw.

"You know exactly what i'm talking about, Howell." Simon hisses at me and kicks me in the rib cage hard.

I let out a hoarse wheeze, and I lay on the ground for a second. Simon kicks me once more, and I cough up some blood. I spit it out onto the wood.

I slowly rise to my feet.

I stare into Simon's eyes before socking him in the face. Simon almost falls to his knees, but he manages to keep his balance. I punch him once more.

I think to myself that I should probably stop, but oh my god that was a hell of a feeling. A tingling sensation runs through my hand and up my veins. My adrenaline starts pumping like crazy.
I punch him again.

And again.
And again.

Blood begins to ooze from Simon's nose. He's on his knees now, choking on his own blood. Spitting it out on the floor, he stands up and punches me back.

I swing at him again, missing. Simon takes advantage of this moment and throws me over his shoulders and onto the hard floor, my back smacking the cold wood knocking the wind out of me.

I gasp, trying to catch my breath.

Simon grabs my ankles and pulls me over towards him. He picks me up by my shirt collar and makes me look him in the eyes. My head goes limp as I feel light headed and my vision begins to fade.

"LOOK AT ME!" he screams causing me to jump slightly. I stare him in the eyes.

"Do NOT mess with us again. I don't want you anywhere near Y/N. Got it?!" he shakes me harshly, causing my head to throb.

I look at him and smirk slightly, ignoring the warm red liquid dripping into my mouth and staining my teeth.
"No promises."

Simon throws me back onto the ground leaving me there to choke on my blood.

"You think this is funny?! Next time you fucking mess with us, your ass is DEAD!" he screams at me, spitting on my shirt and bending down to rub it in roughly, slapping me hard across the cheek as well. I grunt, and hold my burning cheek. He stands back up.
I hear him walk out and slam the door shut.

"I don't want you seeing him ever again, Y/N." I hear Simon's muffled voice from outside. I sit up slightly, watching Simon grab Y/N's arm harshly and dragging her back to his house. Y/N had looked back at me with an apologetic look on her face as Simon was dragging her back to the house.

I look down at my feet and lift my hand up to my nose to wipe the blood dripping from it.

My heart drops slightly as thoughts start to fill my head.

What if Y/N doesn't like me anymore?

What if she thinks i'm creepy?

Weird?
Scary?
A loser?
A loner?

What if she'll never love me now?

"STOP STOP!" I scream at them. I try to make them go away but they won't. They keep filling my head.

"STOP STOP STOP!" I scream at the top of my lungs. They keep forcing themselves into my head. It starts to drive me crazy. "STOP!" I scream again as tears start to brim in my eyes, and I hit my head hard with my hand thinking it will help.

I stand up, blood still dripping onto my white shirt and pants.

"I'm sorry, Y/N," I say to myself. "I'm so sorry I wasn't enough for you to like me. I'm sorry."
I start to breathe heavy, my head going dizzy, my nose and lips numb.

"I''M SORRY!" I scream again as I start to hit myself in the head over and over. "I'M SORRY. I'M SORRY I WASN'T ENOUGH!" I scream, letting out sobs.

I hear my mother enter from the back of the house. She runs in with the groceries to see me smacking myself in the head and crying.

"DAN?!" she drops the groceries and runs over to me.

"I'M SORRY, I'M SORRY, I'M SORRY!" I repeat over and over, hitting myself harder.

My mother grabs my hand and forces me to stop hitting myself.
"DANIEL STOP! STOP!" she screams. I look at her quickly, fear in my eyes, my body shaking.
"M-mom?" I choke out, looking at her.

She stares at me not saying anything. I fall into her arms, and we both fall to the ground. I cry into her shirt.

"Dan baby...w-what's wrong?" my mother begs me, her voice cracking as she's on the verge of tears.

I swallow hard, choking back my tears.

"I've been trying to see things in a positive way...but how am I supposed to fake a smile when everything just keeps getting worse?" I cry.