A/okay you guys welcome back to ghostly music, this is chapter 2 and yeah, I hope you like it so far. So yeah this is a bit ambiguous to but you will get flash backs, of what both Danny and Sam's past. Also I know it is gonna seem a bit out of character, for Danny to have done a lot of the stuff he's done in the past.
Also paul calls him phantom in the flash back, and he calls her blue, she doesn't know his secret it's just a nickname like her nickname his blue.
but you have to understand this Danny didn't have tucker or Sam, and he is extremely bitter, so he basically, wants to act this way, but he is also still in character, for he most part. He is 16 in this fic, except for in the flash backs. On another note please read my update for running from the grime, and review please?
For those of you who enjoy rap music, don't take offense to Sam's opinion on rap music, it's just how I think she would feel about it. also if you don't know what a rap battle is check out the Disney movie let it shine, and also check out nick cannons show called wild n out, and go on YouTube and type in epic rap battles of history, you'll get the picture.
You guys I have a poll for this story and I'm gonna need you to check it out, it's basically asking you do you want tucker and danny to be rivals and then become friends at the end which I'm leaning towards, or become friends at the beginning so do the poll please
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Also I just want to make it clear, that I do not own Danny phantom or, the animal I have become by three days grace. (I know big shock right) Okay so without further ado
Chapter 2: this is me
Danny's pov
I can't escape this hell
So many times I've tried
I'm sitting here in a fucking rv, but I'm supposed to be living my life. I'm supposed to keep doing what I'm doing. I'm not I'm on my way to hell a hell that I can't escape, it's like I don't live in hell anyway, but this one is worst.
Instead, of staying at my home, my town with my friends, I'm being forced, to go to some idiotic, rich kid school. What's worst I have to sing, and mold myself into this cultured, kid who just loves to sing, and wants to be at this school.
I suppose it's my fault, I sat there like an idiot. I could have called the police; I could have got a bat, a knife, a mirror, anything. I could have protected my home, my family, but I didn't I hide like a scared little bitch, that's who I was back then, and now I'm paying the price.
"Danny come on, I know you don't want to go to California, but this is what we have to do. Who knows you might like it."
My sister's voice breaks, through my mental rant, damnit jazz, don't you get that your making this worse for me. You're not helping, you can't jazz this is my fault, I never thought I'd want to stay in amity park, 2 years ago I wouldn't have, but now my life is perfect, and I have to give it all up, to go play fucking glee.
Flashback
Click
Bash
Shatter
Boom
Damnit, damn damn damn shit, what the hell am I supposed to do. God damnit I'd know that voice anywhere, it rings in my ears every damn day. What the hell do I do, nothing, guys like me can't do anything; we are the ones who get tormented, the one who sit and take.
We don't have a choice, where week, hardly even men, hell hardly even boys, and were nothing we are losers. That's who we are we don't have a choice. It's our eyes look at the inside of the closet, my back rest against the wall of this dusty closet.
My prison, my cowardice, how can I hide, when these basters come into my house, and trash it. is there something else I can do, can I somehow help my family in anyway. The flashes of my mom's face, her delicate sweet features, the sound of her voice, even though she isn't there.
The similar face of my sister, her whiney yet caring voice, her stupid teal headband, her toothy smile. My dad's huge hulking form, his stupid ways, I see them all, how can I help them, how can I protect our home, from the same guys I can't even protect myself from.
Click
Bash
Shatter
Boom
I hear those sons of bitches laughter, has they make a mockery of me, trashing and stealing from us. Damnit, what can I do, damnit.
Flashback ends
If only I could have been stronger back then, whatever this is my fault my prison that I'm heading to, but that doesn't mean I have to like it.
"Whatever jazz."
I felt my eyes roll, and I looked at her once more, her eyes focused on the road. God damnit I hate this, finally I get my life perfect, I have friends and girls lining up for me, and I'm living life, and boom I have to go start over in California.
I have to be that weird kid again, I hated being him the first time, that's what got me into this whole mess, but that loser is gone. I made sure of it; I'll never be a loser again.
But I'm still caged inside
somebody get me through this nightmare
We pass trees and dirt roads, on this long journey, the air awkward between us. What the hell am I gonna do at a rich kid boarding school, for god sakes it's bad enough going to school period, but I have to live with the sons of bitches, 24/7.
I'm gonna die, or kill someone, and to make matters worse my only friends are gonna be back in Ohio. Not to mention the only person I'll know is jazz, yeah that doesn't help at all. I mean don't get me wrong, I love my sister, I'd do anything for her, but she doesn't get it. She's the pretty one and the smart one; I'm just a freak with ghost powers. Ever since Paul came into my life, she wants me to go back to the loser I used to be.
Damnit if she's so smart, doesn't she get that he was a person I hated, he was whip a loser, he was a guy who let his family get robbed. He was nothing, doesn't she get that Paul helped me, she made me the type of person no one would want to mess with, and she made me happy.
No jazz could never get that, she could never know what it's like to wish that you were never born.
I can't control myself
So what I'm having sex, and smoking and doing drugs, and so what I'm, friends with ham and skillet and Paul, so what this is who I am, this is me. I will never be that geeky little kid again, I made that promise to myself, doesn't she get that I'm doing all this so I can be a better me.
Isn't that what she wants, doesn't she want me to be better.So what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one would ever change this animal I have become
and help me believe it's not the real me
somebody help me tame this animal
(This animal, this animal)
well if she doesn't, then that's too bad because that kid is dead, I'm here now and this me is gonna stay, this is who I want to be, and this is who I'm gonna stay. I can't wait until we get to Casper, the sooner we get there, the sooner I can get the hell out of this conversation, and she's been waiting to have.
I'm in the RV with jazz for hours on end, and she has at least a million lectures, she'd been waiting to give me, oh yeah this is gonna end good.I can't escape myself
(I can't escape myself)
So many times I've lied
(So many times I've lied)
Sam's pov
Grr just another day, of the life of a girl so out of her element.
Damnit, damnit crystal! This is the third time! I can't believe she took my part of the money again, no this is it, and I've had it! This is the final straw. I stuff, my pants on quickly shoving my t shirt on. I smooth my hair down, had much and I can, and slip on my infamous combat boots, and now I'm on my way, to have a word with crystal.
I can't believe this! I walk to the elevator step by step, and press the button. Ding, uugh that sound, it never ceases to annoy me. To make matters worse there, is fricken Valerie in the elevator. Damnit I don't, have time to catch another car, I got to be at the desk, in 30 minutes, and this fiasco with crystal is gonna take, a while.
"Manson, you getting or not."
I step in making sure to glare at her, the doors close behind me with that damn ding again. Valerie is my best friends, ex-girlfriend, but she's still pretending to be his current girlfriend, because she wants to hide the fact that she's dating this girl named mikki.
I know how this sound, but I'm not a homophobe I swear, in fact I'm in the gay straight alliance, you see when I grow up I want to be, an animal rights activist, as well as a minority rights activist. I guess you're probably wondering, what I'm, doing attending a performing arts school; well it's a long story.
Long story short I guess, is basically, when I was 5 my parents adopted a girl named crystal Winchester, she was everything I wasn't. She was a total cookie cutter they wanted me to be. naturally being the vain people they are they absolutely loved crystal, way better than me.
When crystal was 13 she decided, she wanted to sing, so then she ended up coming her, and by default my parents wanted me to come her, but I refused to audition, so they made a deal with the head dean at the school, that I had to work here as a desk girl.
So here I am 3 years later, working in the hell hole with a bunch of prissy bitches, who think they can sing. Most can but it doesn't make them any better in my book. There all a bunch of vain rich cookie cut outs, except for tucker Foley, he's the rare exception, he's nice kind and talented.
Of course by default he's also extremely annoying, but you get used to it. he can't sing a lick though, he's one of the school best rappers, and the school only scholarship kid. Then that brings me back to Valerie, who is currently popping gum, and getting on my last nerve.
So her and tucker dated for a bit, until he caught her in a janitors closet making out with star, (this popular girl who always follows Paulina, the school ice queen around.) the sure irony of it, was the fact that star was his girlfriend before Valerie.
After that incident, Valerie who is afraid her "friends" won't accept her being a lesbian, asked tucker to still pretend to be her boyfriend, to which tucker agreed. That's why Valerie and I don't get along; I mean she'd using tucker, for god's sakes.
To make matters, worse he's trying to date other girls, and now most of the female population of the school thinks, he's a huge cheating asshole. But of course Valerie, keeps this charade going, despite the fact that she's running tuck's life.
Ding
That was probably the first time, I've been happy to hear that god awful noise, I breathe in the lobby of caper high music school of California, as I step out of the elevator. I can already hear the bubble gum, voices of Paulina star and crystal, out schools lead group, their voices erupt from the auditorium down the hall.
(a/n: I do not own just dance by lady gaga)
I've had a little bit too much, much
All of the people start to rush, start to rush by
How does he twist the dance?
Oh gods just shoot me now, just pull the gun out and shoot me. I mean I suppose I should be used to it by now, I mean my working desk in right by the auditorium, so I have to endure listening to them cover mindless corporate bubblegum, all day long, (I know fun right) yeah I'm sarcastic.
I feel downcast judgmental looks, burning them into my skull, as if I was a rapist who just rape there kids right in front of them, yeah I'm used to it. Those are the looks I get for being different, for not being just another cookie cutter.
It's funny how they think I care, their eyes looking at me, and there condescending words, they whisper between each other. Do they think it will change me, make me cry; make me want to be one of them.
It so then there dead wrong, I love being different being, me and not having to live in a world of facades, I was in that world once, and I ran from it. While they all embraced it, I embraced the night while they smile threw the day.
It's not like I choose to be me, no me chose me. I didn't fight it, I embraced it.
Can't find a drink; oh man
Where are my keys? I lost my phone, phone
I swing open the door throwing all my anger into it, my eyes land on the plug and I smile the stage there Paulina star and crystal provocatively swaying their hips, and demeaning the female race.
God I never understood why girls willingly get on a stage and demean themselves like that. It makes me embraced for them. With a swift tug, I unplug the plug and the music dies. For a few moments, they continue singing and demeaning themselves until, they realize the "music" isn't playing anymore.
"What the hell do you think you're doing Sammy?"
Yup there's crystal, and she was mad. She jumped off the stage her eyes, flaring in anger and her eyebrows furrowing. She marched right over to me, her eyes flashing in anger; I could have sworn they flashed red, for a second before returning to their normal hue.
"I think I'm finding out, what the hell you've done with my share of the money, mom and dad gave us!"
I screamed my foot, slamming on the ground; Paulina and star were gaping behind us in shock, before they made their way over, to us to stand beside crystal.
"Oh Sammy, it's not like you care about that stuff anyway. I mean for god sakes look at what you're wearing. I put that money to better use thank you ever would have."
I can't believe her nerve, good god she had no consideration for anyone but herself, damn her. Ever since we were little she'd been this way, and my parents always loved her for it. Sometimes I have to remind myself who's adopted and whose there biological kid, I imagine they have to too.
Crystal is the exact embodiment of what they want in a daughter, and I'm well me. No one ever understood me, except for grandma, and they left her back in amity, when crystal had us move out here.
Apparently her and my mother, who never saw eye to eye mind you, had a huge argument that ended, in her staying behind, at our house in amity. The day we left amity and grandma was the worst day of my life.
"It doesn't matter what I use the money for, I need it and it's my share, and you're gonna give me the rest of it damnit."
I screamed my eyebrows furrowing, and my foot stamping on the floor once more, the room soon falling into an eerie silence, everyone and there mother, knew for a fact, that you don't mess with me when I'm mad.
"Whatever Sammy, I already spent it."
Now I was pissed how dare she, like how actually dare she! That was my money and she had no right! Vegetarian food was extremely expensive, not to mention the weekly social was a 100 dollars, for non-scholarship kids.
I wasn't big on the social normally, but they had rap battle central and tucker was the main star, the guy may be annoying but he's like a brother to me, and despite me thinking rap is stupid I like to support him, for the most part, his lyrics aren't so bad.
At least he doesn't use the n word, or demean women those are really my main problems with the rap music, it's so disrespectful. like for gods sakes African American ancestors fought to get the usage of the n word out of the vocabulary, not for their grandchildren to turn around and use the same word, and then if there not using the n word all they talk about is some "booty" or "pussy" I mean for god sakes how shallow is that.
But considering the genre, tuck's stuff was pretty good, and now cause of crystal I might have to miss the socials this month, unless I can find 400 dollars.
"well you return whatever it is you bought, and give me my half of the money!"
I normally don't give her the satisfaction of seeing me upset, but I can't help it. I mean for god's sake she had no boundaries.
"You can't return couture purse Sam, Michael Anthony has a no return policy."
She has got to be kidding me, god damnit I don't have time for this, I have to be at work. Damnit crystal I swear she does this just to spite me.
"Michael Anthony and his purse can kiss my Jewish ass; I just want my share of the money!"
I am so done with this conversation she is gonna find some way, to get me my money or this means war.
"Or you'll what Sammy, mom and dad are gonna take my side and you know it. Face it Sammy what type of money does a desk girl need."
And she pulled the "parents like her better" card; she knows just what buttons to push to get to me, well fine then Winchester this means war.
"You won't get away with this!"
Then the hyena's burst out in laughter, yeah that's what I call them they just love to burst out into laughter at others misfortune. They think everything is handed to them on a silver platter because they are the schools elite, or so they think.
If only they knew that I'm so much more than a desk girl, that I can sing better than all three of them combined, not that I'd ever let the know that. I'd never give them the satisfaction, of me being a cookie cut out.
Here at Casper, the elite are based on talent, and so is status, I'd rather be a desk girl than be another cookie cut out, of a wannabe singer. So I pretend that I'm a talentless girl, and sit at a desk all day, giving out maps, and grading papers, and being desk girl.
"Crystal why are you even entertaining desk girl, she's not even worthy of being in this room."
God damnit, yeah I forgot to tell you about her, yeah that's Paulina Sánchez the school s most beautiful girl, and I won't lie, I'll admit she is beautiful. Her caramel skin her full lips her long wavy hair, her perfect curves in all the right places, it's obvious why she hold, the princess title.
Too bad beauty is only skin deep, she is one of the most cruelest two faced girls I have ever met, and that says a lot, for a girl who's been surround by the quote un quote elite, her whole life, and have met all types of people, I've never met someone quite as cruel as Paulina, even crystals not as bad as her.
To everyone else she'd perfect, and has no falls she's Casper's very on queen, with a heart made up of ice.
" mija this room is for the elite, not some talentless nobody. Face it desk girl the only reason you see even an inch of this school is because of crystal, show some respect to your maker."
I don't know what it is, or how she does but she knows just how to rub me the wrong way, just the very presence of Paulina Sánchez irks me to no end. Something just is coming over me, and I didn't even realize until I did it, I slapped her, a red hand print bruising her "flawless skin".
"How dare you Manson, are you crazy! Your gonna pay for this."
Yeah remember the girl who was in the closet with Valerie making out, who is also tucker's ex-girlfriend, yeah that's star the same star that's Paulina's bitch. I swear star rose doesn't have a mind of her own, all she does is dedicates her whole life around Paulina Sánchez, and how to be just like her.
I think she's done a pretty good job if being a Paulina cookie cut out is her goal, she talks like her she hates the people she hates, she likes the people she likes, she even dates a cookie cut out of Paulina's on again off again boyfriend, dash Baxter.
"And whose gonna make me rose."
Yeah I know like who has the last name rose, then again who in their right mind wants to be just like Paulina.
"I will, I'll make sure your ass is scrubbing floors for the rest of the month, better yet you can clean the cafeteria after lunch. Don't you forget Manson being at your little desk is a luxury, I can make your life hell you here me."
she screamed as she watched my retreating, form I was lowering myself by even engaging in a civil conversation with these little witches, I was so out of here. Grr just another day, of the life of a girl so out of her element.
An hour later found me sitting at my desk grading papers, at least the room was quiet because the ice queen and her servants were in class along, with the other cookie cut outs that went to this school.
"Hey sam."
Oh shit, damn I'd know that voice anywhere, literally anywhere. I mean I should it was the voice of my ex-boyfriend/current stalker, joey burg. Yet another long twisted story, that makes up my life. When I first got her, I didn't really have any friends besides tucker.
Then I met joey burg, he wasn't exactly another cookie cut out and he seemed sweet. He played guitar, and I don't know why but I've always been a sucker, for a guy with a guitar in his hands. We started talking, and we hit it off pretty well, I mean soon we were going out, and it seemed so perfect.
Key word seemed it was a night I'll never forget, it was the social and he asked me to go up to his dorm and "watch movies", I mean I'd be up there a million times, but this night was different. Little did I know joey had a complete different idea of the definition watching movies?
We got to the dorm, and I had my back turned for one second, and boom the son of a bitch has me pressed up against the wall. I had never been more terrified in my life, I've always had a petite form despite me knowing how to protect myself that night I was completely defenseless.
He had made advances at me before which I refused, mid you I mean for god sakes we were 14, and I just wasn't ready for those types of activities. He starts ripping my clothes off, and I was terrified I mean for god sakes he was raping me.
I thought for sure, I was gonna be violated that night. Then my some miraculous twist of fate he was pulled off me, and I opened my eyes to see tucker with a bat beating the living shit out of joey, I truly believe he would have killed had it have not been for me, damn near dragging tuck off of him.
I haven't even considered dating anyone since that night, it seemed like everyone guy I was attracted to or who was attracted to me, was joey burg. I mean I know I can feel like that forever but right now, even two years later, I'm still not ready to date again.
It doesn't help that joey, has practically stalked me since that night. He'll pop up at random times, he'll be waiting for me outside my dorm, and I'll turn around to see him staring directly at me. He still had a scar over his eye, from the incident with tucker.
He hasn't really tried anything since then, but it's just the uneasiness him being around me brings. Then he'll show up at times like this, when no one is around and just approach like he didn't try to rape me.
"Aren't you supposed to be in class?"
I said masking my fear, I hated it, I hated being afraid of anyone especially joey burg. But something in me couldn't help it, not that I'd ever admit it out loud.
"I thought I'd come and visit, my favorite girl."
God that voice just sent chills down my spine, damnit this boy scares the shit out of me I swear.
"Joey gets out of her, before I call security!"
I told him making idle threats although we both knew I wouldn't do it. Hell I didn't even inform the police when he actually tried to rape, me. No matter how much tucker wanted to, I told him no. the police was for victims, and I was no victims I wouldn't give joey the satisfaction of me calling the police.
"oh please Sam, we both know you not gonna do that."
He said moving closer, towards me, coming to sit on the desk. Why did he like fucking with me, I mean for god's sakes the man's been doing it for the past two years, you think he would get tired, the creep.
Well I'm just gonna ignore him maybe then he'll go away, maybe. Grr just another day, of the life of a girl so out of her element.
Danny's pov
But there's still rage inside
somebody get me through this nightmare
I can't control myself
An hour later found us somewhere, on the outskirts of Arizona, where I suppose were gonna stop for the night. Great instead of getting situated at the hell hole I'm forced to call home, for the two school years, I have to lie on the RV floor in the middle of nowhere.
Oh yeah, can this just keeps getting better and fucking better. I feel the RV come to a stop finally I can stretch my legs, for god's sake. Being cramped in and RV is one thing, being cramped in the RV with my over bearing sister is a complete another.
Yeah this is gonna be a long ass road trip. I step out of the RV slamming the door behind me, I've held out for the past 6 hours, and now I need cigarettes. Yeah don't look at me like that, I've been through a lot, and Paul says cigarettes just add to the "don't fuck with me" image.
So what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one would ever change this animal I have become
And we believe it's not the real me
I pull out my black lighter with a skull on it, and get my back from my other pocket. I light it while, looking down at my old red conversed, that cover my bare feet. I take a long drag of the little white stick, as I feel my worries go away with it. if only for a little while, as I blow it out.
Flash back
Paul's pov
What the hell am I gonna do, how the fuck am I gonna tell him. I mean he's a nice guy he's gonna stick by me right! Damnit I need a fucking cigarette, but I can't have cigarette!
Ding dong
Oh shit, that's him what the hell do I do! Okay Reynolds you can do this, this isn't some random screw this is Danny, your best friend you guys are like to peas in a pod, he'll understand. Okay now I'm talking to myself I need a smoke, like real bad.
I open the door with shaky hands, and it creeks open to reveal the face of my best friend. And he's smoking, damn you Danny, you're making it hella hard to quit.
"Hey what's up phantom?"
Oh yeah Paul, that's how you greet him when you got to tell him this. God I'm such an idiot, he comes in and closes the door behind him, but he just stands there. It was weird like he has so much on his mind.
"Hey blue, I got to tell you something."
He sounds so somber, like it's just god awful news, but come on how bad it could be. Ironically I had some news for him two; he must have noticed the troubled look on my face.
"Are you alright Paul?"
He grabbed my hand in a sign of comfort, for a moment I could see that boy he once was is his eyes. Just as quickly has it came it was gone, replaced was the stone hard face, of the boy he told me to make him. I regret it, I regret making him this way, even if it was who he wanted to be, he was so much better before.
It's my fault though I should have told him "no". but how could I say no to that face, those eyes those baby blue eyes that I would fall in love with, no Paul keep it together girl he doesn't like you that way, hell he doesn't like anyone that way, love isn't what Danny Fenton is looking for, not anymore.
"I have news too"
I told him my voice coming out softer than I intended how I to tell him, my truth was. How was I to tell him what I was carrying? It would surely turn his life upside-down, and besides we weren't together, no he wasn't looking for that.
He didn't want to be together with anyone, maybe the old him did but this Danny this monster I've created, wasn't looking for love.
"me first, mine is big"
"so is mine"
I blurted out, and we both burst onto laughter, I heard a horn honk, what the hell was going on was someone waiting for him. did he have a date.
"I'm pregnant"
"I'm moving"
We both blurted it out at the same time, our eyes widen in shock as we realized what we had just said. He was moving, he was leaving. The horned honked again. How could he leave now, right when our lives were changing, how could he.
Tears leaked from my eyes, before I even realized.
"I'm sorry Paul, I don't want to go, believe me. I have to Paul. I'm so sorry."
He said has I stood there shell shocked I couldn't breathe hell I couldn't even move I just stood there. I felt his lips lightly touch my cheek, as I heard him whisper I'm sorry once more. I heard the horn again, and I heard my door slam.
He was gone; he was really leaving, going somewhere far away. He came over today to say goodbye, he came over to let me know he was leaving, that it was all over. Our little foursome of outcast, who just happened to be friend, was over. And I was pregnant and he was leaving.
Flash back ends
Danny's pov
Somebody help me tame this animal I have become
And we believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal
In and out and breathe in and out and breathe it's like a rhythm letting the smoke spill from my mouth as all my worries float away with it. my mind is running around like reels, as I think about the world I have left behind and the world I'm entering.
I think about what's ahead and what's behind, who I was and who I am. Then I decide yes, I am rude and, disrespectful, and I smoke and do drugs and rink and have sex, and I take things that don't belong to me.
I do these things with my friends, and I did them by choice I chose who I wanted to be and I didn't want to be, it's okay that I like to watch the world burn, and be what society calls a menace, all a while saving people in my other form.
It's okay that I'm being a contraction riding the fence, between good and evil, and I like these things that I have done, and take pride in the drama I have caused. Because I choose it, and this is me.
Somebody help me through this nightmare
I can't control myself
Somebody wake me from this nightmare
I can't escape this hell(This animal, this animal, this animal
This animal, this animal, this animal, this animal)So what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one will ever change this animal I have become
And we believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal I have become
And we believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal
(This animal I have become)
a/n: okay so yeah I know danny seems a bit out of character but like I said before this is au and he is older and he didn't have sam and tuck, and he has been through a lot. Don't worry the danny we all no and love is still in there it just is gonna take same to bring him out, so I hope you liked it, and don't worry about paul being pregnant this is strictly DxS
