Hey guys! Three chapters left.. I'm gonna miss this story a lot. When this story ends there will be another story to replace it about a month after it ends so I can focus a little more on We are and Lost Boys will end not too much longer after that.
Enjoy!!
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February 23rd 2016 – Danny's point of view
I quietly walk out of the house, trying not to disturb anyone especially Jorel. He doesn't know what has been going on, none of them do. I always try my hardest to not let them know what's bothering me. I have been enough of a burden to them throughout the almost 6 years I have been living with them. I keep being plagued by nightmares and they are hard to deal with, so I have been hiding it from them. I don't need Elijah again, I don't want that special treatment anymore. I don't care if he says he does it to anyone who needs it, I want to go back to being my stubborn independent self. I left a note saying I was on a walk and I'd be back by at least 9 am. The need for sleep is still there for me, but not as bad as it was when I was a younger hybrid. I will still need sleep until I am 18 hybrid years which is another 13 years if my maths is right.
Still, the last thing I want to be right now is a burden again. I don't want to have to depend on my soulmate for a good night of sleep. I find a bridge to sit on, just to feel the cool breeze on my skin and to watch the sun rise. People would think I am suicidal just sitting here on the bridge swinging my legs, but I don't care. If they try and talk me down I can jump and get away with it. I can run pretty fast now even with this annoying prosthetic. Michael made me a new one, but I am still finding it uncomfortable and I keep getting blisters from where it rubs on what is left of my leg. I swing my legs as the sun comes up over the river and it just looks amazing. I have done quite well for not being stopped and having people begging me not to jump.
The guys are probably awake by now, I know Jorel enjoys waking up before me. His morning routine is to go and open the curtains then come and watch me sleep while the suns rays enter the room. I hear someone talking, in a hushed tone about me wondering why I was just sitting on the bridge looking like I was about to kill myself, he was talking to a woman. She encourages him to try and talk me down considering I had not actually jumped yet. I can hear it all, but I keep playing a game of pretend with them. I can't wait to bring a little fun into my day, act a little like Jordon would if he was in this situation. I know Jorel was trying to call me, it's not quite the time that I said I would be back by, but at the same time it is not exactly normal for me to do something like this.
The guy was nervous to approach me, but the woman said that if I was going to jump that everything should be done to try and stop me. I lull him into a false sense of security that I am going to listen to him and give him a bit of a confidence boost. He tries to ask me why I am up here, and I give him generic answers I have heard too many times before. I get to do a lot of things during the night and I learn a lot of things. He tries to help me, and it kinda works but I am still going through with my last minute plan. I am still going to jump regardless of what the man tells me. I know I can survive this and give them a good scare in the process. I have given a fake name; my tattoos are covered by my hoodie.
My hair style is not my usual one either. I don't look like my usual self which is going well for me. The fake name I gave is Mason, a lot different than Danny, so if something does happen I can continue my life as normal. The guy was just about to think that I was about to climb down to safety, I was moving backwards, then I spring forwards and down into the river below as the man screams my fake name and the woman screams. I can't believe I just did that. Oh well, life has been boring since the war ended anyways.
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