Hey all, here's my new Fic. This one will be more...darker then my other. Anyway here's Chapter one 'Best Friend'
Danielle tried to get up off the cold pavement, despite the pain she had all over her body. She managed to stand up after much effort; she wiped her eyes, and looked at the Vic, inside their everyone had witnessed Ronnie throwing Danielle out on the street, Danielle felt a rush of emotion run through her, Ronnie was the woman she wanted so bad, her mother yet when Danielle finally told her she was accused of being mad.
She remembered, all those eyes watching her, people whispering watching this drama unfold, Danielle remembered screaming to Ronnie, begging her to believe her, yet all Ronnie did was throw her out on to the street, not only causing physical pain but deep emotional pain too. Ronnie's rage had been terrifying, everyone knew she was cold, some would say she was a heartless cow, yet Danielle had always stood up for her. Danielle wiped her eyes once more, as hard as it was; she turned around and walked away from the Vic, even further away from her mother.
Danielle decided to go back to Stacey's, while walking she saw her legs were all grazed; her yellow cardigan had been ripped slightly when she had landed in the road, Danielle tried to not look back, she knew that somewhere in the Vic was her locket, the one piece of proof she needed, she had wondered where it was, not that she needed to think. Archie must have taken it, she couldn't believe she had trusted him, she thought he would be the one person who could help her, but in the end he made out she had lost the plot.
Danielle approached Stacey's and knocked on the door, she couldn't believe how bad things had gone, right now she should be with Ronnie, Archie shouldn't be in there celebrating, he should have been kicked out, he was evil. Stacey opened the door, she looked confused as she saw Danielle with tears rolling down her face, "Danielle?" she asked quietly. No words were needed, clearly Danielle was in need of a friend right now, Stacey pulled her best friend in to a hug to try and make her feel better, although Danielle hadn't spoken yet, Stacey knew this was something to do with Ronnie Mitchell.
Danielle sat in Stacey's front room, she let out the odd cry occasionally, she had a box of tissues right next to her, and Stacey sat on the sofa right next to her. "She is right out of order" Stacey almost yelled, "How could she treat you like that, what the hell was she playin' at?" Stacey said again, she placed a reassuring arm around her friend, "I just wanted her to believe me" Danielle said quietly, Stacey shook her head.
"Nah Dan, I think you had a lucky escape, she's just an old cow who can't stand to see anyone happy" Stacey looked at Danielle for a brief moment, her clothes were torn slightly and her legs were grazed.
"Did she do that to you?" Stacey questioned rage creeping in to her voice; Danielle didn't say anything, "Dan?" Stacey asked getting more annoyed. Danielle looked Stacey in the eye for the first time, her eyes were getting red with all the crying she had done, "She pushed me...outside the Vic" Danielle instantly foresaw what Stacey was going to do and she reached out and placed her hand on her shoulder, "Stace don't...please just leave it" Stacey looked at Danielle even more confused, "Dan, she pushed you out the Vic, Why would she do that to you?" Danielle placed her head in her hands and started crying again.
After a few seconds of awkward silence, Danielle lifted her head, "It was the locket..." she said weakly, Stacey lifted Danielle's head up and held it in position, "What happened?" she asked calmly, she didn't want to make Danielle relive the events but she needed to know what happened. "I left the locket...I left the locket in her Champaign glass...then..." Danielle paused for a moment; Stacey tried to keep Danielle calm, "Then?" Stacey encouraged Danielle to carry on. "Then...she caught me...upstairs, so I told her...I just blurted it out but then...he" Danielle couldn't find the power to say his name, "Archie...he came up and told Ronnie that I was mad...he told her I was mentally disturbed..." Danielle took a deep breath. "I ran down stairs, I just ran towards the Champaign glass and I searched, I just looked in every glass... people stared at me but I kept on searching...I couldn't find it." Stacey sighed; she couldn't believe how wrong it had gone for Danielle.
Danielle wiped her eyes with another spare tissue; she took one more deep breath and continued. "I told Ronnie that I left the locket right there, she didn't believe me...I wanted her to so bad, I screamed at her, I just yelled at her, telling her I'm her daughter... she grabbed me and yelled back...the anger in her voice just burned through me...she took me to the door of the Vic." Danielle looked at Stacey, "She threw me out the door, everyone watching her do so...and then she screamed at me while I lay in the road...she said...who'd want a daughter like you." Stacey gently held Danielle in another embrace, trying to keep her calm.
"The locket's still in there though yeah?" Stacey asked when Danielle had pulled away, Danielle shook her head. "Archie must have taken it" Danielle said with no emotion. "Look...Danielle I know this seems bad...but you've got me...I'm gonna look after you yeah?" Stacey said trying to get Danielle to say something, Danielle tried to smile, although it was near impossible to in the state she was in, "I think I should go back to Telford..." Danielle said, knowing that Stacey would protest.
"Look Dan, it's up to you...I know with that family living close it won't be ideal but...me and you, we can do it together yeah? I mean, why bother with the Mitchell family when you got the Slater family" Stacey smiled; she placed her hand on Danielle's. Danielle looked back up, she nodded. "I'll stay" she said firmly, trying to convince herself as much as Stacey. Stacey gave a sigh of relief, "You're right, I got you...If Ronnie doesn't believe me...well...her loss" Danielle couldn't believe what she had just said but decided to stick with it. Stacey smiled back at Danielle.
"Well then..." Stacey trailed off, "Dunno about you but I need a drink" Stacey laughed, and Danielle smiled. Maybe she had made the right choice. Stacey was always going to be there for her.