“I thought Susan was coming round?” Glen asked as I climbed into the car.
“Not anymore. Can we just go please?”
“Sure.” He sighed, I didn’t mean to be so blunt. I guess I am just an asshole. That seems to be the case, even Susan couldn’t stand to be with me today. “You should call Dan today, he is constantly worrying about you."
“Ok. I’ll do it when we get back.”
“What’s up?” Glen asked eventually.
“It’s honestly nothing.”
“Come on darling, you can always talk to us.” He pleaded.
“I really don’t want to talk about it.”
“You need to eventually you know, it’ll help you feel better.” Always using logic against me.
“And I will. When I feel like it.” I snapped, Glen just sighed sadly. Again. I’m such a pain. As soon as we reached my place I was in my room, with the door locked. Tears rolling down my face. My phone was in my hand, all I had to do was call Danny, he always made me feel better. But, I don’t need him. I can get by without him. I took the knife out from under my bed, and feeling sentimental, starting playing some OneRepublic videos from the concert me and my Mum had gone too. What a Wonderful World, one of my favourite covers they do, a pressed the knife to my skin. Hissing at the pain, but smiling as I felt everything else drain away. Listening to Ryan sing, it always made me smile, the man is so talented. Danny promised to organise some VIP tickets for their next tour. Damn it, now I’m thinking about Danny. I took the knife in my hand again. Nothing personal Dan. But, thinking of you, is too upsetting right now. Another cut. This one may have been a little deeper, but no harm done, I mean it doesn’t look too serious. Then Budapest came on, I loved the OneRepublic cover and it was even better live. I was feeling pretty out of it by now, light headed and dizzy, you know when you see those funny lights. A couple of songs later I heard banging at the door.
“Amy! You gotta let me in!” Glen shouted, sounding desperate. Why? Maybe I didn’t hear him earlier.
“One sec.” I called back, my voice sounding weak and sad. Urgh, that means we have to talk about feelings. I jumped up to unlock the door, I was more out of it than I thought. I couldn’t stand, instead toppling over. Smashing my head against the desk, there was a moment of searing pain then it all went black.
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