Janiel Oneshots

Gasoline

Are you insane like me? 
Been in pain like me?
Bought a hundred dollar bottle of champagne like me?
Just to pour that motherfucker down the drain like me?
Would you use your water bill to dry the stain like me?

"Joseph Michael Graceffa was a patient at Radley's insane asylum due to childhood issues. He managed to escape this morning between 4:30 AM to 6:30 AM. He is wearing a baby blue shirt with matching pants, the standard attire for the asylum. He has golden blonde hair, green eyes, and fair skin. Be on the lookout. This boy is dangerous," Daniel heard from the news reporter on his car radio.

Well wasnt that just peachy? Daniel thoight. There is an insane man who escaped from an asylum that is right down the road from his house.

Daniel sighed and rolled his eyes. This world is really getting out of control. Daniel was driving down the empty main road and was heading to his house.

Something catches Daniels eyes as he is taking a left turn. Its a man holding out his thumb, for someone to pick him up. Oh hell no. Daniel thought as he realized he looks exactly like the description on the news.

Daniel drove past the man on the side of the road eagerly. There was no way that he was going to get murdered by an insane person on the side of the road. 

Daniel drove the speed limit, which was 72 right now. Suddenly something jumped in front of the car, causing Daniel to hault the car, and making a scream come out of Daniels mouth.

"What the hell!" Daniel yelled. What was that?

Daniel gets out of the car to check what had happened. And right there in front of his bumper, was Joesph Michael Graceffa, with a bloody arm, and a cut up face, but with the biggest smile on his face. He was laughing. Daniel was confused. But also scared.

"Why the hell did you do that!?" Daniel yelled at the man shakingly.

"Well I got your attention didnt I?" Joseph said and continued to giggle with his surprisingly feminine voice.

"Your sick in the head!" Daniel yells, rushing to get back in the car.

"Damn straight," he hears joey yell.

Are you high enough without the Mary Jane like me?
Do you tear yourself apart to entertain like me?
Do the people whisper 'bout you on the train like me?
Saying that you shouldn't waste your pretty face like me?

Once he does he slams the door shut and backs up. But is stopped when the car door is opened by the supposively injured man.

"Get in the passenger seat," Joey said seriously, not giggling this time.

"No!" Daniel yelled terrified. Joesph holds a knife up to his neck.

"Now," Joey says venomously. Daniel wasnt risking his life for this, so he does as told. Joey hops in the drivers seat and drives away quickly.

"W-where are you t-taking me?" Daniel stutters.

"Your house. Give me the address." Joey states calmly. Daniel does as he is told.

"What do y-you want from me?" Daniel asks.

"A place to stay," Joey says focusing on the road.

"Y-you can't stay a-at my place," Daniel whimpers.

"Well I am," Joey says as they pull into Daniels driveway. Daniel hits his head on the back of the car seat.

"Calm down harlet," Joey says sassily.

Joey gets out of the car leaving Daniel and walks to the passengers side opening the door for Daniel, holding his hand out. Daniel gets out of the car by himself looking at Joey like he is stupid.