Days had passed since he was gone, and nothing was the same. At school there was an odd silence all over the place, even the people that didn't like him had some respect towards him, either that or they were afraid to say anything around me. I hadn't said a word since that day, all I did was think, and kept everything to myself. I hated people trying to help me, especially with something like this, since there was no way to help me.
As soon as we could finally tell each other our feelings, he was gone, I never got to be with him like I had always dreamed of, it was just my luck. I wished I could have said something before hand now, if I could go back in time I would change that, and change him from ever dying, I should have never left him alone. I hated myself for it now; his death was all my responsibility it felt like, I could have been there to do something about it.
All the sudden in the middle of class tears ran down my face and I tried to keep my crying hushed so people wouldn't notice, but Mr. Lancer was trying to explain something, so the whole room was totally silent, and everyone turned away from the front of the class and faced me.
"Miss Manson, would you like to go to the office?" He asked me, and I shook my head, I couldn't let this whole thing take over my life, after all, Danny wouldn't have wanted it this way, right? Of course, he also wouldn't want me to stay quiet for the rest of my life either, but I couldn't talk anymore, I wanted my last words I ever said to remain Danny's.
"All right, class pay attention," he said ignoring me now, and even seeming to be a little mad that I was distracting everyone, that and there was no reason for me to cry to him, everyone else would have gotten over their friends faster, right? At least, that's what people thought, but once he was gone, I realized how much he meant to me, how much of my life he really was. He was like my other half, and without that, I was no one except a sad, misunderstood, shy, quiet person. He was the one that brought out the happiness in me, and the one that made me have an attitude worth living for.
I wiped away the tears from my eyes, but more approached the corners of my eyes, I hated the endless tears that came out of me at random times when I was deep in my thoughts. I had forgotten I was even in the classroom for a while, that is until I realized I was once again crying and I had the eyes of everyone else on me. I closed my eyes and folded my arms across my desk and placed my head down on them, hoping that maybe it would all just go away if I tried to stay hidden for a while. Although, that wasn't the case, because then I closed out the rest of the world, and the thoughts came back into my head again.
How was I going to live the rest of my life, he was the one for me, the ONLY one, and I knew it, I had known it all along. What if telling him in the first place would have changed everything? Then maybe he would have been fine with me tagging along because he had no need to impress me, or anyone else any longer. I could have stopped this all if I hadn't kept my thoughts all bundled up inside of me. After all, letting all your thoughts out was healthy, people who keep them inside often live shorter lives. In this case though, I shortened my friends life instead, it was all my damn fault.
"Sam, you ok?" Someone asked, a hand placed on my shoulders. I lifted up my head and wiped away the tears first, how embarrassing this was. It was Valerie, out of all people, why did she have to talk to me? I hated her, and always would hate her, no matter what; I didn't need help from someone like her. I nodded again, refusing to say anything at all; the only time I would talk anymore would be to Danny, wherever he was now. Hopefully he was happier, that's all I could say.
"All right, here I have some notes, you can use mine," she said, handing me her notebook, and I took it respectfully and smiled at her, confirming that I was happy with her sudden need to make me happy, although really I could care less about my schoolwork anymore anyway. People were being nice to me for now, teachers and all. I had been given extra time for my assignments and all because I was never finishing any of them, but over time my sadness will not have faded, yet their kindness will have. They would all think it was an act probably after a while, or figure that I should be over it by then; no one realized how much it really hurt. And every time I even thought of him my eyes would get watery and swell up immediately, I was afraid I was going to be stuck with this curse forever.
I tried to copy her notes the best I could, but even thinking of Valerie reminded me of her and Danny's many fights, which brought me back to Danny, and the tears started to form again. I handed her the notebook back with only a few lines done out of a whole page worth of shit, I couldn't do anymore of it, I could hardly see beyond the tears.
"Miss Manson, why don't you go down to the office, you need the day off," Mr. Lancer insisted, standing over the top of me. I nodded, I guess I did need to get out of here, I wasn't getting anything done, and it was getting annoying with all the people constantly staring at me. It was as though seeing someone cry was amusing, it happens to everyone, but I guess seeing the same person cry every single day gets to people more, you would think they would learn to get used to it.
I picked my stuff off my desk and walked out of the classroom, the whole room was totally silent as all eyes fell on me, and I picked up my pace a little more trying to get out of the pressure. Once I was out of the room and into the deserted hallways, I slowed down my pace and was at a normal walk again. I walked up to my locker and threw my stuff in it; I didn't feel like bringing homework home, after all, I would never get it done anyways. I grabbed my Ipod off the top shelf then slammed it shut, and turned around pressing my back against the locker. I stood there for a second with my eyes closed, then looked at the locker next to mine, Danny's. I turned the dial on it, and opened it up, all of his stuff still remained in there, untouched for a week.
"Danny, I wish you would come back," I said under my breath and closed his locker up again and sighed, this wasn't helping me any, in fact it was only making me feel worse about myself. Someone else passed me in the hall and I started to walk so it didn't seem as though I was up to no good, although I didn't know them anyway, so there was no reason for them to even notice me. But it gave me a reason to head home instead of stand around here, so I walked down the hall behind them, a ways, but I was still following them it seemed. The person even glanced back a few times, maybe it was because I was following, or because my make-up was messed up, my face was blotchy and my eyes were still watery.
I didn't stop by the office, they would make my mom pick me up then and I didn't want to waste any of her precious time. Plus then I couldn't walk down the street and clear myself a little bit, the fresh air was always good for you after all.
I took my time walking down the road with my music blaring in my ears, the whole town was pretty much empty feeling, everyone was at work or school, and only a few cars passed down the normally busy road. I noticed the oddness of the view though, normally there was something moving, birds, bugs, something, but everything was oddly still. I stopped and pulled my headphones off and looked around me, I could feel it inside me that I wasn't alone anymore.
I kept walking, but with more caution, looking all around me with every few steps I took, it was the feeling I had the day Danny had died, the feeling that something wasn't right, and that's when I realized it, it was the same ghost that had killed Danny. I saw it out of the corner of my eye at first, and turned to where I thought I had seen it, but noticed nothing was there. I knew I hadn't been seeing things though, and I began to run down the road, I didn't want the same fate, although sometimes I wished I was dead. I tripped over a crack in the sidewalk though and found myself on the ground with pain in my leg. I sat back up right and noticed blood leaking down the side of my leg coming from my knee. Just what I needed, was one more thing wrong with my messed up little world.
When I tried to pull myself back up off the ground I realized maybe I was seeing things, because nothing appeared, nothing tried to attack me while I was down on the ground, I was just being dumb. Everything was getting to my head. It felt like something other than Danny was missing from my life now, there was a hero missing. Our whole town had lost the person that had once protected us, but who would take his place? His whole family had moved afterwards, realizing that ghost hunting and this town wasn't safe at all, they realized it a little too late though.
That was when it hit me, I needed to do something about it, because ghosts were still coming here, we needed someone else here, someone else to keep the place safe, and make it whole again. The disappearance of Danny Phantom was noticed; they even mentioned it on the news every night. Headlines were filled with, "Where's our town hero?" Only, they never respected him like they do now. He needed that respect from them in the first place, even that might have changed him from his young death.
When I walked past his house, I turned and walked up the steps, and stared at the door for a second. It was left open so people could look inside of it, they were trying to sell it, but a house that goofy wasn't exactly the hot spot to live.
I reached out for the handle of the door, and turned it slowly, almost afraid to walk in at first, I shouldn't have been doing this to myself. I knew I couldn't handle it, yet I couldn't help myself but to go inside.
When I first stepped inside the empty house came to some shock to me, I was used to stuff laying all over the place, the house was never really clean, his parents were too busy to clean it themselves, Danny was never home, and Jazz wasn't ever going to take on the responsibility of housekeeping. Yet now it was spotless, dark and cold. The house had an eerie feeling to it now, whether the warm feeling it used to have when I walked in the door.
I approached the steps, a little afraid to go up to his room, and I didn't head in that direction, I turned towards the basement instead. I decided I would never enter Danny's room, not now at least, not until I was over him, but I was afraid that time would never come. Yet I thought that going anywhere in his house would make me tremble and make the tears come back, there were memories everywhere, yet I managed to walk in the doors. When I got to the entrance of the basement however, I froze for a second, one part of me saying it wasn't such a good idea, while the other half knew it was the right decision.
Despite the fact that I wanted nothing to do with Danny anymore in my life, I began creeping down the steps, but dropped my stuff off at the top of the stairs, so that I had nothing to tie me down. I reached the bottom finally, and everything was still in the right order downstairs, all the ghost stuff had been left behind in the home, the Fenton's no longer wanted it in their lives. Little did they know that was Danny's whole last year of his life though.
I didn't even pay attention to anything around me, my eyes were focused on the Fenton Ghost Portal that was the only reason I even came in the house, I was being pulled towards it. I wanted to take on his responsibilities; it would have been what he wanted, right? No… he wouldn't want me to deal with the same thing he had to deal with, it was fun for a while, but it ended up taking his life in the end. Yet, he would have wanted it in every way, imagine if I would have done it before and I could have been his partner that would have been the best. Then I wouldn't have had those past few sad days, because everything would be different. My life, his life, everything would be totally different. We could have been dating, and could have happily been ghost hunters together, for the rest of our lives.
Although they were happy thoughts, I snapped out of them because I noticed my face getting wet again with tears, knowing that none of that was possible anymore, it was all a wasted opportunity.
"All right Danny, I'm gonna do this…. I have to do this," I said approaching the portal, reaching my hand out to the dial, I could still remember where it needed to be at. I had it all set, and I turned towards the portal, but then remembered however I went in, that's how I would be as a ghost as well, I would be stuck with the same outfit for the rest of my life, so I needed something different, not the same as Danny's, but close to it. I opened up the closet where the uniforms were placed, and found some of the ones that would have been used for Jazz. They were pretty much the same thing, except a little more girly. They weren't exactly skin tight on the bottom, the pants and shoes were actually separated, and the shirt was also separated from the rest of it, the shirt was tight, the rest was a little more on the baggy side. I slipped it on, and ripped the face off the front of it. I wasn't going to have a logo, I could never think up of one ever again anyways, especially not for me.
"I can't believe I'm going to do this," I said to myself, and walked into the entrance of the portal, I knew where the switch was, which was making it all the more harder to actually accomplish what I was trying to do. I kept reaching out for it, then pulling my hand back in, afraid of how much it hurt. I could remember when Danny did it the first time, he was knocked out for a while, and he yelled so loud when it hit him, he was a little weak for a while too. Did it really hurt that much though, I closed my eyes and finally pressed the button, and I could see lights flashing from all around…
Ok guys, I know I haven't updated any of my stories in a million years… but yeah. If you read Snowy Nights, Unknown Luv, or Finding My Way back to You, they should all be updating within the week I would imagine. I got a new puppy, which has been taking up a lot of my time, and I have track after school… STILL but this is the last week… YAY! Lol. But anyways, thanks for reading it guys, please review!