HOLLER. 》 Dan x Reader || Danisnotonfire

Chapter 28|| "Daddy's not gonna hurt you"

Update: January 21st (wow, look at me, updatin on time and shit, go me)

-YOU-

You start to clean up the living room a little bit since Dan is on his way.

Tossing some clothes into the laundry basket, you walk into the kitchen to get some snacks ready.

As you're pouring some Doritos into a bowl, you hear a knock on your door. Excited, you run over thinking it's Dan.

Your face drops when you see Simon standing there, a smirk on his face, and a box of condoms in his hand.

"Hi, princess." He smiles.

Feeling sick to your stomach, you try to slam the door shut, but Simon stops the door by putting his foot there before it can close.

Taking a deep breath, you stare at him as he looks up at you.

"Waiting for pretty boy to get here?" He let's himself in, and closes the door behind him. "That's cute." He laughs, making his way towards you, getting a little too close.

"Simon-" you push him back slightly.

"Shhh princess. I'm not gonna hurt you." He wraps his arms around your waist and makes his way down to your butt.

"Simon, stop it-"

"Daddy's not gonna hurt you, baby. Cmon let's just have a little fun?" He holds up the box of condoms and starts to open it.

You quickly slap Simon across the face, and he stumbles back, holding his cheek.

Staring up at you, he shakes his head and laughs.

"You're so cute when you're mad, darling." He licks his lips slightly.

"Get the fuck out of my house, Simon." You hiss through clenched teeth.

"I'm not going anywhere, babygirl-"

"I SAID, GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE, YOU PERV!" You angrily fling the door open. You grab the box of condoms he had dropped on the floor, and shove him out the door, throwing the condoms at him. You slam the door shut and lock it.

Breathing heavily, you slide down against the door, running your hands through your hair. Dan should be here any minute.

"Can't wait to see you!" You shoot a text to Dan.

About five minutes pass, and he's still not at your door. Taking in a deep breath, you text him again.

"Dan?"

Another five minutes pass, and you start texting him a lot more in a panic.

"Dan are you okay?"
"Dan???"

After about 30 minutes of panicking, you throw on your jacket and walk to Dans house.

You knock on the door a few times and wait for about a minute. No answer. You knock again, and still no answer.

Bending down, you lift up the mat that's sat underneath your feet, and pull out a key and unlock the door.

You remembered that Dan had showed you where the spare key was before.

"So if my mum doesn't answer, and I'm not home, just lift the mat up annnd.." he had pulled the key out from under the mat, and smiled at you. "Tadaaaa. You're not an intruder now!" He laughed.

That comment made you giggle and you both had went inside.

You smile at the memory. Snapping back to your thoughts, you open the door and close it behind you.

"Dan...?" You call out, looking around.

"Dan?" You repeat again, waking slowly up the stairs and making your way to his room.

You open the door slowly, and peek inside.

The room is silent and cold. You walk around his room cautiously, and your eyes scan his room.

Your eyes land on a piece of paper on his desk. Making your way over to it, you can see that it's crumbled and ripped slightly.

Picking up the note, your heart drops as you read the sloppy writing.

Your breathing is now heavy, and your stomach is churning in fear as you look over at the dark bathroom.

Dropping the note, you hesitantly take a few steps towards the bathroom. Your legs are shaky, and your lip is quivering as you slowly flick on the light.

The empty orange pill bottle is sitting there with the cap not too far from it.

You swallow hard, and feel tears start to brim your eyes.

"Fuck." You whisper, stumbling over to his bed and sitting down on the mattress slowly.

You don't know what else to do but cry.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." You repeat over and over, as you start to sob.

He fucking killed himself. Dan killed himself.
He's fucking gone.

A part of you feels empty. You're broken. Your heart is shattered into a million pieces as you wipe the tears streaming down your cheeks.

Sitting there for a few crying, you try to stand up. You're crying so hard, you keep falling back down. All you can do is fall to your knees onto the cold, hard wood floor.

You feel your phone buzz in your back pocket, and you quickly pull it out, hoping it's Dan texting you to tell you that he's just pulling some sick prank on you.

Instead, it's his mom.

"Dan is in the hospital." You read.

Shaking, you text back in a panic.

"Is he okay??"

A few minutes later, his mom responds again.

"We don't know."

Shutting your eyes right, you sit back against his bed and take in a shaky breath.

Standing up slowly, you stumble your way back to your house, and you quickly walk inside, searching for where your mom might have hidden your car keys.

Finding them easily, you get into your car and quickly drive to the hospital.

"This is all my fault" you keep thinking over and over in your head.

"It's all your fucking fault, Y/N."