Dani's POV
Three years.
It's been three whole years since everything took a turn for the worst. My life has not been the same since, and I feel like it will never recover from this heartbreak. Life has been lonely for me since the day Brayden and I called it quits.
Two and a half days.
After Thanksgiving, it took two and a half days for my mom to pass peacefully in her sleep. I was holding her hand while watching her heart monitor loose its tempo. Her pale color turned nearly translucent under the living room lights as she struggled to take her final breaths. Those images of her turning lifeless will forever be etched in my brain.
Her once closed jaw slowly fell open. Shelly, her hospice nurse, gave her extra dosages of morphine to help send her soul to the Heavens. My Aunt and Uncle sat around her body in silence, exchanging tears and prayers to themselves. What did I do?
I got in the bed with my Mom and cuddled up to her. I screamed and cried until my voice gave out and the tears ran dry. I gave her gentle kisses on her soft cheeks, caressed her hands, yet I didn't leave her side until the next morning. That was when the morticians came and took her.
The time of death was 10:37 pm.
A time I will never forget.
I had a small, private funeral in the meadow. Only Bee, out of all the Cube members, came to her burial. I lined the area with metal gates, solar lights, butter cups (mother's favorite), and a small concrete bench that sat exactly eight feet in front of her grave. The bench already has one worn spot on it in the center. After her body was placed there, I came and visited with her from sunrise to hours after sunset.
The temperatures dropped well below thirty degrees Fahrenheit, but I never left the bench. Snow, rain, sleet, nor a hurricane could make me move from that spot. I even brought a pillow out there and a blanket on nights it wasn't snowing too bad. I never went to sleep, though. I laid in the silence with my mom reminiscing the good times I had while she was alive.
That went on until February.
During this difficult time in my life, I decided to stop making Cube videos. I lost a lot of followers, but changing my content honestly gave me hope. I became a Square Enix and Nintendo game let's player. Just recently, I went to a con in California and did a collab with my favorite LPer, Chuggaconroy. My bucket list was complete after that meet up. He offered for me to join the Rubaway Guys YouTube channel, but I told him to give me some time to think since this was all new to me.
It took a lot of time to gain new followers, so I spent a majority of my time locked in a recording room. That was also a good way I dealt with depression. My fans were very understanding about my three month hiatus to get my mind right; other fans, who were loyal to the Cube, were not very understanding. I get that. That's been their life for a little bit. Change is difficult. Believe me, I know.
My new fan base, mixed with some old followers, are excited about my let's plays. When I started with the Cube, my sub count was barely over six hundred thousand. Now, my subscribers are over one million.
Seven months.
That's how long Parker and Lora were publicly together.
She helped his career sky rocket, but secretly she was using him for her own bitter plan to sabotage me. I started getting death threats from random numbers after me and Brayden split up. "Fan" mail kept coming in with death threats while the police kept telling me "that's what comes with fame". They constantly monitored my moms house, since thats where I'm currently residing.
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Where I Belong (Parker_Games)
FanficAs Daniella's back story unfolds, her future begins to crumble. Friends will be lost and hearts will be broken. Will things ever be the same? Will she finally find out where she belongs?