F I F T E E N
"T-Tod...?" I stammer as I see the only person I actually trusted my life with at the moment.
"Hey, Tod, honey!" I hear Darcy yell from the direction the kitchen is in, "Who's at the door?" I hear her walk towards the doorway but I can't stop staring at my cousin. Tod gulps hard. I know what he is thinking, what he is feeling. That's how close we are...and now...that connection is lost. Darcy gets to the doorway and a hush rises over everyone.
"H-Hey, Darcy." Will, Kyle, and Woody nearly whisper.
"Hey guys!" Darcy looks down at me. When our eyes meet, I swallow hard, hanging my head low, "So, this must be the famous Dan, eh?" She asks, "Wait...I remember you!" My head shoots back up, my heart racing at her words, "Ya! I do! You are the doctor at the hospital! That must be your part-time job!" Tears fill in my eyes.
"Erm, Darcy, hun," Tod starts, "Dan is my cousin...and no. He isn't a doctor." Tod's voice is low and I know that means that he feels guilt and pain.
"Ah. I understand." Darcy says.
"I...I think I should go..." I reply, head down low as I turn myself around in my wheelchair, "By the way," I stop, talking directly to my band mates, "Don't bother coming for me. I'm going out tonight." And with that, I left them all in Darcy's doorway.
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My step-brother and step-sister, Hunter and Ellie, aren't home for a few months, so I decided to take advantage of their time off to raid their flat. I pull the key from under the doormat, unlocking the door, taking the key inside with me. Currently, it is 1:00 am. I went home earlier and did find my prosthetic leg, so finally today I can walk. But I also grabbed something else, not knowing I would need it until now.
I walk to their liquor cellar, deciding to lock myself down there for the night. Taking out a Sex At The Beach, I lean against the brick wall, taking small sips, and sobbing. I reach into my pocket pulling out a bag of Advil. Opening the back, I accidentally rip it open, causing all of the Advil to fall onto the cement floor.
"DAMMIT!" I yell, sobbing louder now, hiccuping in between sips of liquor. I scoop up a handful of the Advil, popping them in my mouth, and chugging them down while taking a swig of my Sex At The Beach. I start laughing silently as I hear loud knocks on the cellar door.
"Dan? Are you in here?" I hear Tod ask.
"GET OUT, YOU ASSHOLE!" I shout back, gulping at least ten more Advil on top of the twenty I had just inhaled. I start laughing louder now as I throw the empty glass bottle onto the wall.
"Shit..." I hear Top whisper. He kicks open the wooden door. My vision has already gone blurry by the time he kicked it down, "Oh my god...DANIEL!" I hear Tod shout. My hands are shaking too hard, forcing the last ten Advil to fall out of my hand. I limply fall onto the cold cement floor, my insides burning.
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I wake up to find myself lieing on the side of the road, covered in snow. Automatically, I start shivering. Standing up, I yell as I notice that my chest, arms, and neck are covered in tattoos. Every inch of skin in those areas.
"Where am I...?" I whisper, my warm breathe kissing the icy air, forming small clouds.
"Dan." I hear a deep voice mutter from behind me, "Where is the girl and where is the money?" I turn around to see Cameron rubbing his mitten covered hands together.
"Excuse me?" He waddles up to me, pulling a glove off.
"I believe I asked," He pokes an uncovered finger into a wound that I had suddenly gotten on my shoulder. He chuckles as I yell in pain, sinking his finger deeper into the wound, "Where. Is. The. Money. And. The. Girl." I shake my head.
"I don't know what the bloody hell you are flapping your jaw about." He twists his finger around in my wound before pulling it out. His eyes lead to my forehead. He places his bare hand on it and I suddenly feel a sting.
"Well, well. Grayson actually did his job," He shakes his head, clicking his tongue, and slipping his woolly glove back on, "I am going to need to catch you up on a few things," I stares me in the eyes before spinning on his heels and walking the way he came from, "Follow me, Daniel."