Posted this to blow off steam. The ending contains a twist, so read at your own risk, and if it manages to catch you off guard (pleasantly or not), please review. : ) Enjoy.


She'd like to think of herself as her own person, unique and individual, but when it all comes down to it, everyone is one and the same—flesh and blood and bone. That is a fact, and sometimes she has identity issues when those sharp lines defining who and what she is blur and wash away. But there was another fact, one that makes her unmistakably her.

And the fact is: She is in love with Danny, and this makes her a person, makes her distinctive, because of the twisted, perplexing relationship she has with him.

She doesn't tell anyone, pushing the thought so far down that it's become a permanent fixture in her mind, echoing loudly and mockingly in those dark lonely nights. And she ignores it, as she should, because she shouldn't—can't care for Danny the way she does, right?

Their relationship was…strange, to an extent, and that was another fact. She doesn't know what they are now, because everything had so suddenly, abruptly changed, like steps shifting below her feet, trying to trip her up and send her down, down, down, into the abyss. And maybe, just maybe, she liked this feeling of falling.

And yet another fact of life: Danny did not feel the same. How could he, when he could spoke of those other two girls, those other not-her girls with that look in his eyes? She knows it is wrong, just like the way she feels for him, when she realizes she hates them unfairly, both of those females, with the utmost burning intensity. What right have they to Danny? She alone knows him best. She alone can sympathize with him, can understand him. She alone knows what it truly feels like to be him.

She belongs with him. She belongs to him. It didn't matter how she worded it, because without Danny, she feels that there would be no her.

She wants to believe it to be fact that they are synchronized so perfectly, so flawlessly together, that nothing, absolutely nothing, can break their bond.

It is a fact of life that sometimes, when the hero falls and she is there to catch him, she can see herself reflected completely in his eyes. The vulnerability, the stubbornness, the burning sparks she's become so familiar with…she recognizes them all.

We are obviously alike, you and I, she thinks.

Having few people to look up to, maybe it is a fact that Danny is the object of her mislaid hero worship, the feeling warped somehow into affection and infatuation. She would much rather accept this explanation than face the truth. Because the truth, the bare facts, is so much crueler than pretty words and excuses and little white lies that cover what is black and ugly.

Because in the end, it is a fact that Dani has irrevocably, unconditionally, unforgivably fallen in love with Danny.



Show of hands through reviews, who was creeped out? O.o