I want to end my existence. How do I do that if I am neither fully living nor fully dead? Among those alive I am abused or forgotten. Among the dead I am unwelcome, seen as the greatest threat. There is no place for me in any world. How do I end it all?
Danny lay there spread across his bed. The boy hadn't left his room for three days and his parents were beyond worry. They had no idea what to do anymore. At every meal Maddie would bring a plate up to his room, leaving it in front of his door after a quick knock. Now, as she brought up his dinner it took all her strength to keep herself from bursting into tears. She gently knocked on the door.
"Danny, dear. I brought you diner. It's lasagna." She waited for a response, but all that came was the sound of him shifting in his bed.
"Well, I'll just leave it here. You can get it when you're hungry." With that she set the plate next to the eight other meals already waiting for the boy in front of his door. She didn't have the heart to move a single one, even though they were really starting to smell. She didn't want him to think she was lying when he finally left his room. She hoped he would be comforted by the fact that she really did what she said she would.
Maddie stood there silently in front of her son's room until the sound of the door bell, echoing through the house, snapped her out of her pain filled thoughts.
When Maddie got to the front door she saw exactly who she expected. It was Sam. But, unlike any other visit she had made, this time Tucker wasn't with her
"Please come in Sam. It is so nice of you to have stopped by," Maddie quickly said with a strained smile.
"Thank you Mrs. Fenton. How is he?"
Maddie took in a quick breath of air, attempting to piece together something pleasant to say to the girl in front of her, but after a moment's pause, she just let out her feelings. "I don't know what to do anymore. I got used to him distancing himself from us. I thought it was him growing up, growing more independent, but now. He's locked himself in his room. It's the third day, and he hasn't eaten anything this whole time. I just don't know what I'm supposed to do." With that the tears Maddie had been holding in for what seemed ages flowed freely.
Sam led her to the couch. "Is it okay if I try to talk to him again? I know he hasn't acknowledged us any of the times we have come, but I want to try. I don't want to give up on him."
Maddie could see that the girl was in just as much pain as she was. Deep inside she could tell the girl sitting next to her was in love with her son, but she wasn't sure if Sam had realized it yet. "Go ahead dear, but at this point I don't know what good it will do."
With that Sam left Maddie sobbing on the couch. She climbed the familiar staircase and stood outside the door of her best friend. The boy she cared about more than anyone else in the world.
Now What? She thought to herself. You know what you want to tell him. The Truth! But what is it exactly that is making him like this? Damn it Fenton! I can't take this!
Sam thought she had somewhat of an idea what his problem was. Danny had his ghost powers for nearly four years now. The boy was almost 18 and nothing had changed. Even though he had grown and matured so much over the last few years, both mentally AND physically, he still had his problems. He couldn't get rid of the one including Dash and the rest of the football team. Dash still used Danny as his number one target, and although Sam figured Dash was just being jealous of the fact that Danny was about a million time better looking than Dash was, Danny didn't think the same way, and let Dash dish out the pain. Because of it Danny never realized how amazing he actually was, how much certain people really loved him.
The life of his alter ego didn't help him feel any better either. In the human world Danny Phantom, however many lives he saved, still couldn't get rid of the reputation he had gotten at the age of fourteen.
In the ghost zone his list of enemies multiplied by so many that there was no safe place left for him.
As he fought on to save his world, the appreciation he deserved was never given, and instead of gratitude, the world played with his emotions, loving one part of him, but not the other.
After nearly four years the same three people were still the only ones to know his secret. Sam had thought it was enough to show him people cared about both sides of him, but now she was sure she thought wrong.
He had been fine, always a little tired and stressed, but he always seemed his normal happy self. It wasn't until three days ago, when he never left for school, and ignored everyone that came to talk to him that anyone realized that there was something actually wrong.
Now she hadn't seen him for three days straight. She knew something had to be done. He was breaking her heart because of the things she was afraid he would do. She had never felt that much pain before as she did when she thought she couldn't help him, when she thought there was a chance of losing him, and she helped a superhero fight ghosts!
She took a deep breath and knocked on the door. As she expected, she got no response. Tears began to flow freely down her face.
"Danny. Please let me in. I miss you. All I want is to see you. I don't think you realize how much you're scaring me right now." She could hear the pain and tears in her voice, but her attempt to hide them failed. He still didn't respond and she sank to her knees sobbing. She was afraid of his next step. She knew he would do something stupid and she couldn't bear it if he did something to take himself away from her. He was the only person that knew her.
She had no idea how long she sat there crying for the boy she knew she loved.
Please let me know what you think. The next chapter comming soon, if you guys liked it. My first Danny Phantom fic, so bear with me!