Summary: The calendar scares the crap out of Danny when he realizes he forgot Tom's birthday.

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4 - The Fight

I close the door behind me. Al the way home no one said a word. Without caring I throw my jacket on the floor underneath the coat rack. When I walk into the living room, suddenly Dougie's in front of me.

"What the hell were you thinking?" he asks. Shit. "What do you mean?" I say, trying my best to walk past him. He stops me. "Oh no, you are NOT walking out on me. WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?" At the other side of the room Harry watches us from out of the kitchen.

"Doug, listen…" "Where did you get those pills, Dan?" Harry interrupts me. I stare at him. "I didn't…" I can't get it out of my throat. How am I supposed to tell them it's my fault? I turn back to Doug. He stares back as cold as he's never done before.

"Well?" I try to find words. "ANSWER HIM!" Dougie yells at me. A tear escapes my eye and rolls useless over my cheek. "Guys, I…" 4 eyes stare at me. And they know I'm bad at lying when I get stared at.

"You did WHAT?" Guilty I look at Dougie. "Listen, I'm really sorry, but I completely forgot about his birth…" "So you bought him DRUGS?" Doug's completely going crazy. I drop my head in my hands. "Doug, calm down. I'm sure he didn't do it on purpose." "SAYS WHO?"

Harry shuts his mouth. I hear how Doug walks up to him. "Harry, he bought him drugs. He bought TOM fucking DRUGS for his BIRTHDAY!" More tears slip through my fingers. I wipe 'em away and get up. Harry looks at me. "Maybe you should get some rest, Dan." I nod and go upstairs.

I'm on my bed. In the meantime it has started to shimmer outside, but it's not really dark yet. With my hands behind my head I stare at the ceiling. I hear someone opening the door.

"Dan?" It's Harry's voice. I consider not to answer, but he walks up to my bed. "Dan, are you asleep?" "No." He sits down on the edge of the bed.

"Dan, don't feel guilty about what Dougie says. He's just a bit confused, he doesn't know what he's saying." I don't reply. He coughs and continues. "You must understand that he didn't expect all of this, okay?" Off course he didn't. "Yeah, okay." I decide to say.

"Tom's all right, no need to blame yourself. I'm sure you didn't realize those pills were drugs, did you?" he says like I'm a little kid who stole candy out of the cookie jar. I go sit up straight. "I didn't. But that doesn't make me un-guilty, Harry."

I see his eyes, full of compassion. I don't deserve that. "Doug's right, you know. I did buy him drugs and he took them." Harry shakes his head. "Well, dinner's ready. So get dressed and come downstairs."

Dinner has never been so quiet. The only sound comes from the television which, what a coincidence, broadcasts tapes from the show at New Castle. Over and over again.

Tom starts to sing, breaks down, I run up to him and act like a complete lunatic. And again. Why we're watching this? I don't know, but Doug refuses to change the channel. I steer my eyes away from the screen.

The doorbell rings. "I'll get it." I say and quickly get up. No one reacts. On the screen of the intercom I see Giovanna. I push the button and downstairs the door opens automatically. A few minutes later she comes in. "Evening, Dan!" I get three polite kisses on the cheeks. She hands me some flowers. Here, I came to see how you guys are doing. Must have been horrible! I saw it all on tv." She walks to the kitchen. Doug and Harry say hi and she takes place at the table.

"How have you been?" Dougie asks. "I'm alright, thanks. Wow, he sure scared me!" I sit down. Giovanna goes on about how she was painting her nails while all of the sudden it was on the news and the nail polish went all over her hand. "I visited him this morning. Have you seen him yet?" We nod. "He was as happy as always." Harry replies. "Oh yes, he certainly was. He's a fighter!" Gio says. She gets up again to put the flowers in a vase. She knows this house better than I do.

"Danny fed him drugs." Dougie says. I choke in a piece of chicken. "What?" Gio stops with what she was doing. "Danny fed Tom drugs." He repeats. "Doug…" Harry starts, but Gio holds up a hand to shush him. "What do you mean, Dougie?"

"He says that all the time, the little joker." Harry replies quickly and gives Doug a warning look. Gio frowns. "Why would you say such a thing, dear?" Harry's eyes are still pointed at Dougie, who gets up and hurries upstairs. I follow him.