HOLLER. 》 Dan x Reader || Danisnotonfire

Chapter 27|| "You're going to miss me"

⚠️Trigger warning for this chapter⚠️

Update: January 20th 2018

-DAN-

"We..." I try to start, but my throat begins to close up slightly, and I can feel the familiar lump in the back of my throat as I choke back tears.

"H-his name was Gray. Grayson." I spit out. "He was my- our l-little brother..."

Loui turns and looks at me, his brows furrowed.

"W-what happened to him?" Loui says, concern laced in his voice.

"Look, Loui...I'm really happy you're back. Pick a room you want to stay in. I'll be back later." I change the topic and spin around on my heels, wiping a tear off my cheek.

I make my way downstairs and walk past my mum, grabbing my shoes.

"Where are you going, Danny?" she walks calls out.

"Don't call me that," I slip my shoes on. "I'm going out."

"To where?"

"To Y/N's," I stand up, throwing my jacket on. "I'll be back later, I promise." I open the door and walk out, closing it behind me.

I've been thinking a lot about our fight, and I feel like I should go and apologize for switching up so quick

I stopped by the store on the corner and picked up some flowers.

As I walk up Y/N's sidewalk, I pull out my phone to see if I have any new text messages. I run into someone, and i immediately apologize, but stop mid sentence when I look up to see who it is.

Simon. He was walking down Y/N's driveway.

I stare him in the eyes, and he smirks slightly.

"You got a keeper there," he points to her house. "Gives some great head," he looks me up and down, and his eyes land on the flowers in my hand. "Oh were those for Y/N? Damn...I'm sorry man. Here, I'll give them to her for yo-"

I sock Simon across the face as hard as I can, mid sentence. I watch him drop to the ground, maybe unconscious. Or maybe even dead, if I was lucky. I aggressively start pacing my way back home, wiping a few tears from my eyes.

We were supposed to be something.

We were supposed to FUCKING be something.

I throw the flowers onto the now wet pavement in anger, and I fling open the door violently and slam it shut, running up to my room.

"Dan, honey?" I hear my mum call from downstairs.

I twist the lock on my door, and quickly search my room for a pencil and paper.

Finding a crumbled piece of paper on my desk, and a pencil behind my bed, I sit down at my desk and start to write.

"I'm sorry I wasn't good enough to make you happy. Go be happy with him..."

I scribble across the soft sheet. I scoot back in my chair, standing up walking over to my pillow.

I lift it up, and grab the familiar bright orange, clear bottle.

Sitting on my bed staring at it for a second, I stand up and walk over to the bathroom connected to my room.

Grabbing ahold of the cup sitting on the counter, I look up at my puffy red eyes and tear stained cheeks.

Will she even miss me?

She won't.

She doesn't care, Dan.

Looking down at the bottle of pills and my glass of water, I swallow hard, and twist the white lid off.

Breathing in and out slowly, I lift my hand up to my lips. I stop for a second, then I spill the pills I've dumped into my hand into my mouth.

I raise my glass of water to my lips next and take big sips.

I swallow all of them, and I shut off the light and walk over to my bed. I sit down slowly, and lay down, staring at my ceiling.

"Dan?" my mum knocks on my door. I turn my attention over to the closed door.

"Can you open the door please?" she says.

I turn my head back to the ceiling, not moving a muscle.

I hear my phone buzz, and I look over at it, seeing Y/N's name on the screen.

Swallowing, I lay back down and blink slowly.

My head starts to become cloudy, my hands numb. My vision starts to become blurry, and my mums voice is now just muffled as if she's underwater.

Some people say that when you want to die, and you actually do, that you regret it. I won't regret this. I was never needed here. Y/N was only messing with me. She never loved me... I couldn't keep her happy. I'm doing her a favor if anything.

I'm going to be with Gray finally. I can protect him now from all the bad things.

"You're going to miss me." I whisper, as I close my eyes slowly.