Dangerous | wdw

22 | no, no, no

CHAPTER 22:
NO, NO, NO
SONG FOR CHAPTER:
IT WILL RAIN BY BRUNO MARS

Knowing the fact that you might have killed and or are killing someone; going insane seemed like the correct thing. You wonder what you could do. You wonder how you could possibly help. But you can't help; especially if you don't know what's wrong. That concussion that you gave someone, might be severe. They could be permanently damaged, not being able to turn out like their old self. And those sharp edges you forced into other people, impaling them is even worse. You could have ripped or stabbed something important; making surgery for two hours not even worth the time. You could have killed them right there, and internal bleeding being a cause. But let's not forget, that you also aloud poison to be injected into the last person. It's not long before a nurse or doctor comes out and says that the venom had already traveled all over.

It's not long before a nurse or doctor comes out and says that your friends are no longer with us.

You killed them. It's all your fault.

If you weren't so scared of your dad, you wouldn't have lost control.

Don't you see, if you actually tried to fight back, none of this would be happening.

They might die because of your pathetic ass.

Next time, don't just wait for someone to come and save you.

Wait! There probably won't even be a next time.

And like I said, it's. All. Your. Fault.

"I DIDN'T MEAN TOO!" Daniel shouted while punching the hospital's bathroom mirror. The sound of glass shattered onto the floor and in the sink, but to the brunette it was more distant. His head was spinning, while his ears were ringing. Hot tears ran down the side of his face, as he gripped the sides of the sink. He could see little spots of red painting the white sink, making Daniel a little confused. It was easily answered though as he seen his knuckles with the same red liquid dripping down carelessly. When hitting the mirror he managed to cut himself. He didn't care though, his main focus was the boys.

"Daniel? Daniel, it's me honey" a familiar voice soon rang through his ears. The brunette looked up slowly and turning his blurry vision towards the still closed door. He wiped his face with his non hurt hand and slowly crept to open the large brown door. He peaked out, catching the familiar person. It was Zach's grandmother. And when knowing that she was safe, he opened the door completely allowing her to engulf him into a hug.

"I'm so sorry" Daniel whimpered, with more tears free falling. The older lady broke the hug and gave him a warm smile. She wiped his tears with her thumb.