Traded In His Misery {Brusnop Remake}

Now Are Better Days

Danny's POV

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"Alright, this is my room. You can have the bed or the couch. Both are comfortable, so im fine with either. I might be able to find you something to wear that is more comfortable." I said and shut the door behind us.

"Why am I staying here?" He asked.

"You're all over the news..." I said. "The guy who shot you is looking for you, and people have been asked to try to protect you at their own risk. I wasn't gonna leave you at a hospital, so I called my mum and she said you can stay here." He looked down.

"He killed my family." He whispered. "He shot them... They're gone."

"Ben..." I sat next to him. He put a hand over his mouth as a sob escaped his lips and tears spilled over. I watched for a moment, unsure what to do before walking out of the room. I came back with a bottle of burban and sat down again.

"I brought you a friend. His name's Jack Daniels."  I offered.  He shook his head and covered his cheeks, rocking himself back and forth. I opened the bottle and took a sip before setting it down.  "Do you need anything to help you calm down? A hug maybe? I... don't really know what to do." He grabbed me and pulled me close, crying into my shoulder. I felt my heart ache with sympathy for the boy as he tried to keep his sobbing quiet. I wanted to help, but I didn't know how. I just kept one arm around him and rubbed his back. Eventually he fell asleep, so I moved over and picked him up, putting him in the bed and covering him. I sighed after and sat on the couch again, lighting a cigarette, and turning on the TV.

" The teenage boy, Ben Bruce, has been taken in by an anonymous family earlier tonight. For safety reasons, we don't know who or where this family is except they are going to keep Bruce safe until his father is captured. If you missed earliers story, last night around seven, a man shot and killed his wife and daughter before coming after his son, who escaped. The families neighbors reported three gun shots, so we do believe Ben Bruce had been shot. However, we don't know exactly." I turned off the program and took a drag of the cigarette. I couldn't even imagine going through that. Eventually, I grabbed a blanket and pillow before curling up on the couch and sleeping.

In the morning, I woke to hear a sound from across the room. I sat up and looked to see Ben sitting up with his head on his knees, looking around the room.

"Morning." I said. He looked over and gave a small, forced smile.

"Morning."he replied. "Your room is awesome."

"Thanks." I said. I heard my door opening my slid the bottle of Jack Daniels under the couch.

"Danny, James and Cam are here. Do you wanna come out and see them?" My mum asked.

"Um... they can come in here if they want." I said and glanced at Ben. He watched me awkwardly. "If you don't care."

"Its your house." He shrugged. I nodded and told my mom to let them in.

"I'll tell them to not be dicks today."I told him. He just stared at the wall. The door opened again and my two friends walked in loudly. I shushed them and pulled the Jack Daniels out and took a sip.

"Danny, there's a man in your bed." Cam stated.

"Um... Cam.... Thats not just a man. Danny why the fuck are you hiding Ben Bruce? You're gonna get yourself killed." James slapped my arm. I looked and saw Ben roll over and cover his head I sighed and slapped James back.