Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom... but I wish I did.
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"This cannot be happening! This cannot be happening!" I cried, hugging my knees and rocking back and forth against my bathroom wall. This wasn't really how I acted--- I'm much more put together than this--- but in this case, I don't care. "Danny, why is this happening to me?!" I asked, tears falling faster than my words.
He shrugged and put his hands on my shoulders. "I don't know, Sam. Don't worry, we'll get through this."
"How?!" I snapped. "When it gets up and walks away?!"
"Sam... You know I hate seeing you like this..." Danny said softly.
"Well it's your fault this happened!" I yelled.
"It was your decision as well," he replied.
"Well, you could've stopped me!"
"Sam! Can we please just drop it?!"
"No! No we can't... Not until this whole thing is over."
"I don't think I can wait that long."
"I waited ten years for you to tell me how you felt. I think you can wait."
"Augh! Sam, come on."
"No. I'll come around when this whole mess is straightened out, okay?"
"Fine," he exhaled.
"Alright then," I replied quietly. "But, Danny! How are we gonna get through this?!"
Danny wrapped his arms around me and kissed my head. "I don't know, Sam. I don't know."
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I guess you're all wondering what this is all about. Maybe it'd be clearer if I started it off the "right" way.