Wow! I can't believe you guys are reading into this stuff! Seriously, leave a review or something so I know you're into this. I want to keep it up and everything. I got a whole story going for this. I apologize for my grammar, though. I just don't get why this story is so... luring to your attention on this.
I'm working on the other story too, but this one got my attention a lot.
Anyway, enjoy! Sorry if you cried, I don't want my readers to cry! D:
-No point of view-
Tucker flickered his eyes open due to a bright sunny day and groaned in pain.
"Danny?" He waited for a response.
Tucker couldn't wait longer to hear Danny's reply and struggled to get up due to only one arm. He glanced over at the foldable table that contains a few things like a couple of pills, cup of water, a remote control, and a note. He picked up the note and read:
'Hey Tuck,
If you're up, I left to exercise and went to work. I didn't want to bother your sleep 'cause I want you to heal faster. Do NOT leave the apartment, but you're free to use your PDA & laptop. I made a couple of sandwiches and poured your drinks. They're in the refrigerator and all.
Oh, take one pill now and another in three hours. They are strong, but not fast enough. It'll help. Don't strain yourself or I won't ever leave you alone.
I won't be home until 4 PM because I have to two jobs to work today and seriously need more money because of what happened yesterday. So, have lots of rest, okay?
Your boyfriend,
Danny-'
Tucker sighed, "At least he didn't disappear again." He set the note down and took a pill.
Tucker looked over at the note again and smiled to the boyfriend. He thought about something and walked over to the kitchen table. He opened his laptop and pressed a button. The laptop stirred the fanning noise to wake up and this pleases Tucker to the fact he has access now. He connected progress to the internet; Tucker got over to the refrigerator, and spotted the sandwiches. His snarling stomach was eager to be full and he helped himself.
"Damn, did he think of everything for me?" Tucker asked himself.
He sat down in front of the laptop and noticed Vlad's online availability. In his mind, he knew there were some questions that could solve Vlad's particular problem. Tucker sent an invitation for a private talk with Vlad and waited for the acceptance. About a few minutes, the invitation was generally welcomed by the man and Tucker brighten his smiled up at the man.
"Hey Vlad, thanks for joining up on here."
Vlad rolled his eyes, "Just be glad I even bothered to come on, but I rather not talk to Daniel until he knows."
Tucker sighed, "He does now."
Vlad jerked his eyes over to the techno-geek boy, "Really now? Tell me, what's his reaction? Wait, is he here?"
Tucker shook his head, "He's at work by the looks of it. For the aging backward, Danny had a question about any changes before you went backward with your age? I thought it was something we haven't thought about."
Vlad rubbed his chin, "Hm, I guess it was the time when I heard he was dating Dash and the dreams were very odd. I was talking to myself about the dream."
Tucker blinked, "…you were talking about the dreams out loud? Isn't that dangerous?"
Vlad shrugged, "Not unless you have high security in your personal home and no one can track your every move, it's not."
"Hm, I guess so. What was your dream about?"
"I will tell you when you tell me what he thinks of my feelings. I would like to know if he feels the same way."
Tucker knew this wasn't going to entirely work out about this, but he had to focus on the aging backward first.
"Vlad, just answer my questions?"
Vlad wasn't getting any patient with this, "Tucker, tell me or I will take my leave."
Tucker smirked, "I can keep your computer up with my laptop, Vlad. You may be rich and all, but I'm a serious technologies expert here."
He muttered under his breath, "Great, I am dealing with another stubborn child."
Tucker held his breath with the man's insult and focused with the realistic moment.
"So, tell me about your dreams, Vlad."
Vlad pinched the bridge of his nose, "It did start unusual for a couple of days and I saw myself engaging Daniel, in a way that was sexual. My dreams were showing me his Phantom side only and how much I forced myself into loving him. Do things with him and how much I want him to do things against his will. How satisfying it gave me and everything. At first, I thought the dreams were fantasy and it kept getting worse with the dreams. I tried to visit Daniel myself and escaped immediately. He was hardly alone, he was still with Dash, and how it made me mad. How I could take those away from him and get him to be mine. When I saw Daniel almost blasting his powers at Dash, I didn't want him to regret it and took him away from allowing it. I wanted to tell him, but he was so upset. I knew I didn't have a place to say it then, but I was afraid to do anything."
Tucker's face had a ghostly appearance and drawn away from even hearing what Vlad has revealed. It made him wondered if Vlad's powers were changing him to be more…accommodating for Danny.
"…how old are you now, Vlad?"
Vlad snapped out of his reality, "I'm almost twenty-five years old." His voice felt so depressing.
"Oh, gee! This is getting way too fast." Tucker bit his lip.
"It happened on the night you announced of finding Daniel. My aging went down suddenly to a year and a half. Last night, it went straight to twenty-five and I do not know how long my disguise can hold up. It's getting annoying more than ever."
Tucker understood and could see much drastic change.
"I wish I could help you out there, but I really do not have much of a clue until Danny helps you out which he feels he does not want to do."
Vlad moaned, "Daniel is really getting me irked more than-"
Vlad ended up aging backed up and Tucker didn't know what else to do. It kept making Vlad younger than ever and the strange glow around the man. He was almost close to Danny's age and just a year older than the rest.
"Ooh, wow." Tucker commented, "Good thing Danny isn't here."
Vlad glared, "Oh? Why is that so?"
"…he thinks you're a pedophile."
Vlad's eyes attacked at Tucker, "What?" He shifted his head to get a good listening.
"…when I told him how you felt about him, he literally thinks you're a pedophile and refused to love you back."
Vlad shook his head at a nonsense saying, but Tucker was telling him straight out. Of course, leaving little details behind, this would be difficult for the both of them to face. When Danny wasn't involved, it shows much challenge to hide it worse than it could be for them.
"Where are you right now?" Vlad insisted.
Tucker slowly shook his head, "No."
"Tucker Foley, you are to tell me where you are specifically."
Tucker glared, "Forget it, Vlad. Don't waste your breath with me. Danny could be listening in and I hate to see him upset."
Vlad had a wild look in his eyes and Tucker didn't like where this was heading into.
"He's into me, isn't he? I can see it right through your eyes. Daniel confessed, didn't he?" Vlad has officially lost his mind, but he was right.
Tucker glared, "…it's complicated for him, alright?"
"Why is it so complicated? I belong to him and no one will dare to stand in the way."
Tucker gulped and hated to hear it otherwise. It was something he expected and he had to do something at least. He was typing something down, dealing with something, and Vlad was baiting his eyes on Tucker.
"Tucker, you are up to something. You are not telling me where he is, you say it is complicated for him, and you are not doing the promising job very well." Vlad complained already.
Tucker pouted, "So? I am also respecting Danny's wishes."
"Oh, I didn't know I was dealing with a one arm genie, I should have bought your bottle." He mocked.
Tucker wanted to type with both of his arms to speed up the process, but it took a while. Vlad observed the boy carefully to see what may occur to the situation.
"I am sorry that I'm not doing anything your way, Vlad, but you have to keep an open mind too." He stopped typing, "You'll have to trust me on bringing Danny back, I need more time, and he is stubborn, Vlad. If you came here, all you're going to do is make it worse." He sighed, "I do have a plan, though, but I have no idea how long it'll take."
Vlad took interests, "Continue."
"I rather not say. Like I said, he could be listening in."
Vlad scoffed, "How far is his work place?"
"Not far, actually."
"Drat, I was hoping he would be two miles away."
Tucker blinked, "Huh?"
"Super hearing ability is very limited and can go up to two miles. I noticed Daniel is sensitive with crowd noise and if he tries to push it any further, he may damage his hearing and become deaf."
Tucker gulped and didn't know that much dangerous to some powers could do.
"Ooh, wow. I-I didn't know."
Vlad scoffed, "Of course you wouldn't. People think super hearing is a power and allow you to hear anything from any distance or place. When you have to realize is that our ears take in a lot of work to focus and we listen to everything naturally. As you know that today, teens are losing their hearing because of blasting music in their ears or being in a loud crowd for a long period of time and constantly repeating the habit. That's when a hearing level changes and get completely worn out from doing most of the work. You can never reverse the damage, no matter how much claiming there are." He sighed, "There are limits to some part of our powers and affect our real abilities. This is why you cannot excel more limits to higher the strength in our ears. It's too much to handle and not worth to go overboard on."
Tucker nodded and thought about the consequences with his hearing. He remembered how Danny mentioned about the ear buds were too loud for him and the reasons why he bought the headphone.
"That would make sense. He bought himself a headphone earlier this week." Tucker thought about it more.
Vlad agreed, "Yes, so I take it that he is aware of it somehow."
"Maybe, but he can be a bit clueless sometimes."
"Just call him an idiot, he is like his father." Vlad rolled his eyes, "Of course, he can be clever as well."
Tucker didn't feel comfortable with calling Danny about idiot or stupid. Not since the last time Danny gotten so violent about it and it caught his attention especially.
"No. I will not, Vlad."
Vlad shifted his head, "You will not what?"
"Call him that, any of that." Tucker leaned back in his chair to relax a bit.
"Being called an idiot or stupid? I do not see anything wrong with that, most people are normally like that."
Tucker snorted, "No kidding, but this kind of hit Danny on the wrong side. I am not crossing that line ever again."
Vlad beamed his eyes at the techno-geek boy, "What do you mean?"
Tucker gulped, "Um…he doesn't like anyone calling him that."
"He never minded me that before."
"Have you called him that several times or something?" Tucker scratched his head.
Vlad nodded, "A hundreds of time since we met. We always exchange unusual nicknames."
Tucker gagged, "They're not supposed to be nickname, Vlad. They're insult calling."
Vlad scrunched his face up, "…funny, he seems to enjoy calling me fruit loop or crazy old man in a similar way."
Tucker held those feelings inside of himself and reminding himself that Danny refused to let his feelings for Vlad. That he was more focused on loving Tucker only.
"Vlad, you're evil to him. He knows you're not anymore, but he feels he has no use for you. I understand you love him and all, but he's very stubborn about who he is dating and stuff." I started to yawn and looked over at the time.
"What else can I do to prove him I'm worth it?"
Tucker hid his pain and feelings, keeping it all to himself, and remembering the note Danny has left with him.
"I don't know, Vlad. I'm not a mind reader or someone who obsessively knows everything about one person. Would you at least help me out here? I need you to get access to my college's information and email it to me. I have to get into Danny's college and figure out how to lure him back home, alright?"
Vlad nodded slowly, but it didn't give much answer to Tucker. He waited to see where this might happen and Vlad kept his eyes closely on the boy.
"I will give you until the end of the semester to bring him home. Whatever is your plan, bring him home. I need him to end this aging problem!" Vlad flustered his anger out.
Tucker nodded at a good pace, but not pushing it. He started to rub his eyes and glanced back at the time.
"Thanks and I'll try, Vlad. Anyway, I need to get some rest or Danny will have my head."
Vlad blinked, "I wish it was me." He muttered.
Tucker chuckled, "That you're being cared for?"
"You know what I mean." Vlad whined.
"Yeah, and I'll talk to you later with everyone." Tucker waved and disappeared off the video chat on the laptop.
Tucker got up and headed over to the bed. He tried to go slower, but the pain leaped onto him horribly enough. He didn't want to rush either, so going at a right pace would be a wise.
"Dammit, Danny, where are you when I need you now?" He muttered.
A ringing tone went off and Tucker glanced next to his leg. He picked up his PDA and answered it.
"I heard that."
Tucker jolted his head, "Danny! You were listening the entire time!"
"Not the entire time, but I did give you privacy with Vlad. I heard the laptop being shut down, so I listened in again. Are you alright?"
Tucker rolled his eyes, "Yes, just trying to get onto the bed without hurting my arm so much."
Danny muttered about something and then focused on Tucker, "Right…I forgot about that part, but you did take your pill, right?"
Tucker groaned, "Yes, captain boyfriend." He stuck his tongue out.
"I don't want you to be in too much pain, Tuck." A short quieter conversation in the background noise, "…I'll be home in about a couple of more hours. Are you getting enough rest?"
"Danny…stop listening to everything and trusts me, would you?"
"Hehe, I do trust you. I'm worried about you and I can't stop listening, alright?" He groaned, "I got to go. Apparently, my team relies on me too much." Danny muttered, "I can never get a break here."
"I'll let you go and stop worrying about me. I'm fine…mentally fine that is. If you need me, I'm taking my nap."
"Which I might end up finding you doing anyway." Danny chuckled.
"Yup, night."
"Hey wai-"
Tucker hung up and set the PDA on the bed. He rested his head and gulped down the pain. He smirked and shook his head to how carrying Danny could be.
"I love you, boyfriend." Tucker whispered.
In Tucker's thoughts, it's too bad I'm not yours. It all makes sense. Vlad is really aging backward to be with Danny, so it wouldn't be a pedophile thing. It would be a natural destiny thing. I shouldn't be the one to stand in his way. My plan was really to get them together in one room, same building, and getting them to figure out their feelings. Let it all happen, but how?
Tucker sighed and closed his eyes. He focused on sleeping and relaxing as much as he could.
-Danny's Point of View-
Ever since Tucker hung up on me and whispered me his love, I had this strange feeling about Vlad. Should have I listened to their conversation? Then again, Tucker sounded surprise when I actually listened in. What can I do? There's no way I'm going back home and let it all happen from there. What if Tucker break up what we have now? It'd hurt all over again and I would have to find someone new, but definitely not Vlad.
"Danny! How do you make-" Hilary went on about how to make certain food and ingredient.
I marched over and helped her out. In a way, it's nice to know Tucker was sleeping due to his snoring. Why did I get the feeling there's more to know?
I joined up on some of the food cooking and couldn't keep my thoughts off with Tucker's surprised about listening in.
"Thanks, Danny! You are the best!" Hilary giggled, "You can go the food you were cooking on."
I blinked, "You're welcome and wh…" I turned to the food on the stove and couldn't believe I had that cooking!
I rushed over and saved it on a perfecting timing. Damn, I didn't see this coming! My head shook and continued what I had to do for a while. One thing for sure was that I will never become a chef here. I spent my time to earn money and how it's important to me every single day. I earned enough to live on my own, but when it comes to have another person involved. That doubled up more money on my account of needing. So, if I wanted someone to stay, he would have to get a job and work out each other's schedule.
I thought about Vlad for a short time. Maybe I should get concern about him? I mean, it's not like he actually at risk or aging down at faster, right? He drove me insane with his schemes and plans. It's like whatever he does, it was enough for him. I pushed myself harder, trying to prove him wrong, and make it seem fair.
But, it felt wrong to blast at him for my ghost secret. I nearly took it out on him, but why was he there that day? He had to have a plan, but whatever Valerie overheard got me concern about it. I was ready to whatever he throws, but he hardly did a thing. Was it all an act? To see me fight back or pick up his clues? Tucker didn't lie about Vlad's age reversing, but what about the love? He looked so scared to crossing Vlad's line to even love me back.
How did I convince Tucker to love me? To show him that I'm not really interested or make him knows that Vlad was a creep to me and nothing more? Something was up, but I couldn't let it slip by me.
The last hours finally slipped away and got to leave work since it's been crazy for me to go through. I headed straight to the apartment and entered into the room. My boyfriend slept on the bed calmly and unaware of my return to home. I grinned to see he's relaxing now and it didn't bother me at all that I never wanted to let him go.
I petted his soft hair and couldn't believe he's here. He moaned, but didn't wake up. He's completely out of it and I figured he needed it. I headed over to the kitchen and started to make soup. With the soup, it can help prevent him to get the nutrition he needed beside meats and I know Sam would be happy to hear that I'm feeding him vegetables. Speaking of, I pulled out my itouch and started to text Sam.
Hey Sam, u free to talk? – I sent the text message.
I went to do a few cutting up with the raw chicken and cook them up a bit. I had to cut off some part of the chicken that didn't look edible on them.
A low ding caught my attention and I checked on the itouch device.
Hey Danny, yeah, I am. Whats up? – Sam wrote.
I chuckled and washed my hands off first. I picked up the device and started to text her back.
Tucker told me about Vlad's aging problem and pedo problem. – I hit send.
I returned to the chicken and started to cook them up good. I started to chop some vegetables up and keeping it very quiet. I looked over where Tucker was and he's still out.
Ding! I blinked and washed my hands again.
Can u join online? It'll b u and me only. – Sam wrote it with bunch of question marks on the side.
I sighed and wrote, yeah, give me a min 2 get on.
I went over to the kitchen table and turned the laptop back on. While that was taking a while to wake up, I started to stir the food in the soup's flavoring, and let it all become naturally sinking in the flavor. A chime hit my ears and I knew well enough that was Sam calling in my attention. I finished up stirring and joined on the laptop's world. I accepted her invitation and smiled to see her. Sam was glad, but still never happy enough that wasn't nearby her.
"Hey Sam." I waved.
Sam smiled, "Hey Danny. So, you know, huh?"
I nodded, "Yeah…" I sighed.
"So, are you going to date him?"
I gagged, "Uh! No!" My eyes rolled.
"Are you sure, Danny? Vlad is really…well, younger looking."
I sighed, "Sam, I may be gay, but I will never date a fruit loop.
"Never say never, Danny. You know that always backfired you." She smirked.
I groaned, "Fine, I will not ever date or fall in love with that insane man!"
Sam has no clue, but she was so careful to what she says to me. She knew that well enough I wouldn't date Vlad, but maybe there's something I was missing. I couldn't tell her why not, but it would really ruin what I have with Tucker.
"I found a place."
I blinked, "What?"
Sam shook her head very silly, "I cannot believe you already forgot our promise."
I chuckled and recalled last night, "Oh, yes…a place where there are absolutely no ghosts, crime, or anything that sort of form." I humbled down my chuckling, "So, the place. Tell me more about it."
She smirked, "It's in Tennessee, very lovely view where you can see the stars, and I can admire the beautiful nature. It's like a huge cabin, but it's enough to hold everyone in. Even Danielle can come along."
My eyes widen, "Danielle? My parents don't know her!" I panicked, "Sam, I really don't-"
She glared, "I already covered those months ago. Gosh, you panic over nothing, really." She shook her head as she interrupted me, "From what your parents believed is she's my adopted sister and so far, I had to convince my parents to actually adopt her. They do adore her a lot, though."
Somehow, I froze up hearing that and how far ahead. Her parents hated me every second of it and they adored my clone?
"Damn, she has it easier than I do with your parents." I muttered.
Sam shrugged, "All Danielle did was dress in clothes they wanted me to wear originally and they practically spent their time with her. They love me and all, but when it comes to wear something so…shallow, I cross the line for that."
I chuckled, "Actually, I'd do that for your parents. It's fun to dress up, you know. Get people's insecurity and find a way to see I can be me and still be what they think they want me to be."
Sam struck an understanding, "Huh, so that's why she did it. Well, it worked and there's no problem. She's coming with me because she is you."
"My clone…I swear, Vlad created her for a reason and not just to want me as a son."
Sam shuddered, "I forgot about that."
My eyes rolled, but I could never forget this. Vlad was someone who would do something so…wrong and sickening like this. Dani was my responsibilities, but I guess I left her behind. I'm not sure if she would have come with me or would it have been worth it. By now, she should be the age of seventeen now. She will be eighteen years old on the day she was born. I remembered it very clearly it was May seventeenth of two thousands and nine.
"So Tennessee?" I asked, "A good place to go out to meet up?"
Sam nodded, "I doubt you're on the other side of the country anyway."
Oh, little did she know. I am on the other side of the country while she's in New York and I'm in California. It's funny how flying over here was nearly insane until it took three months to settle in. I ignored my old home and adapted to this life style.
"Yeah." I lied, "So, tell me about this place with the cabin since you said it's huge." I chuckled.
Sam nodded, "Well, everyone will have their own bedroom, there's a few living room or gathering, a game room, and I know you'll love this one, a Jacuzzi." She smirked.
My jaw dropped, "Damn! You know my weakness for Jacuzzi!" I chuckled, "Alright, make a plan there for Easter vacation."
Sam nodded, "It's already arranged."
I stared at her, "You are too good. What would you do if I refused it?"
Sam shook her head, but hey, it couldn't hurt to know her backup plans.
"Well, then it would be more of California's mountain. I figured it would be very expensive for you to travel that far, but I'm paying for the entire thing anyway."
I wanted to gulp and pretend she was way off, but she was right to where I am now. Damn, the guilt swallowed me alive and hated it every second of it.
"Man, I don't know what my life would be without you, Sam."
She beamed at me careful enough, "Says to someone who walked out on us."
I groaned, "Let it go, alright? I came here to live a normal life, escape from being a Phantom, a hero, or anything of that. I want to be happy and move on with my life."
"But, you don't have to push us out of your life. All you said is move on, but what's wrong with checking on us when you can. Or, visiting you or us?"
Great, it was a cycle over again about this part and hated it every moment of it. It started out from Tucker, Jazz, mom and dad, Vlad, and now, Sam. Was everyone this serious about wanting me back home or just want to be with me again? In a way, it's reality whether they like it or not.
"Listen, it hurts to be a part of you guys. I forgot about everyone, I even forgot my other half, and it's great. It's called being a human and I loved it."
"What's great about being human, anyway? We all will die, shrivel up into a spirit or ghost or reborn into a new life."
I blinked, she was so harsh about it, and I knew death personally.
"When half of me died, another half of me felt like a stranger. It's like someone tried to claim my half-life. I was so scared; I held onto my body and hoped to be alive for good. When I came out and realized I was a ghost. I knew it wasn't good at first. When I became human, I thought maybe it's my body's shield to live. Like it just trapped me there, but when I become Danny Phantom. I'm a whole new person, a new being, and that Fenton wouldn't be into this. It's like a real ghost stepped into my body and melted into me. We became as one and now, we can't undo the change."
Sam awed at my words, "Whoa…" She whispered.
I guess this caught her attention and deep understanding.
"That's…wow." She was so speechless, "That's scary. If you ever write it, people would be really fascinated with that dark stuff."
I scoffed, "And then the world will know my secret personally."
Sam shook her head, "It doesn't have to be obvious. You can make it more…like a blend of a dark fantasy and make a new character. It can be someone that doesn't exist."
I chuckled, "I'll think about it, but I do have a life to live."
"Then, write bits of bits of it. By then, you'll have a book."
I nodded, "You have a point there."
"Good, I hate to not see your deep thoughts go to waste here. I'd buy that book." She shrugged, "But, a lot of people would be seriously into it."
"Really, huh? I guess you'll have to give me a few years on it."
"Why?"
"I got college and jobs to deal with first." That and a boyfriend at the moment.
Sam nodded and she started to yawn her head off.
"Hold on." I stood up and checked on the soup to see if it's cooked up.
The soup smelled so good and couldn't believe it took me years to get it right. I started to get a couple of bowls and filled them up. I set them down on a table and bent down to the webcam.
"I'm going to get Tucker to join us now. He needs to eat anyway." I chuckled.
Sam blinked, "You're cooking for him?"
I nodded, "Yeah, he can only use one arm and that, he needs to stay healthy. I made him chicken noodle soup and a few things."
"…opposite of meat?"
I nodded to answer her back and headed over to the bed. My hand softly patted Tucker's head and thankfully, Sam can't see other than the kitchen's wall. I leaned in and kissed him personally. He really got himself invited by me and enjoyed it a bit. His eyes opened up and took a while. He smiled and my forehead on his.
"I made soup and Sam's on the laptop." I told him.
Tucker blinked and tried to get his brain straighten out first. I helped him up and he was smiling to see I'm here now.
"It's about time, you know?" Tucker teased.
My eyes rolled, "You slept pretty much good, Tuck."
We joined up with Sam on the laptop and Tucker helped himself for some soup since he was hungrier than usual. Sam couldn't believe it herself with Tucker and how ridiculous he was being.
"I think you shouldn't even feed him, Danny."
I chuckled, "Hey, if you get hurt and you're here. I'd be taking care of you too."
Sam shook her head, "Get out of here, perv."
"Says from someone who trusts a freaking pedophile."
Sam backed off on this and Tucker looked away as he eats his soup. Sam sighed and failed to see why.
"Come on, he's not really is anymore, Danny. He's getting closer to our and he's only ten years older than you now."
I gagged, "He's still the same fruitloop! He's old enough to be my dad!" My head shook.
"Actually, he's twenty-five now. He aged down quickly and we can't figure out what was really causing it." Tucker finally joined in.
We both jolted our eyes at Tucker as if we were stunned he even talked, but let alone hearing Vlad is now five years older than us. It made my heart beat faster, but I couldn't let it happen. Once Vlad get back to his normal age, it would be all over. He would be himself again and focused on wanting me as a son, not a lover.
"Still, I am not going out with the fruitloop. Who says I'm single?" This reminded Tucker that.
Sam blinked, "Who the hell are you dating now?"
I shrugged, "I am not giving his name out. I just dated him recently." I took a few sip of my soup and eat.
Tucker eased into his chair, knowing that I wouldn't break our promise, and I know he would give out where I am if I slipped or something.
"Why not?"
"I didn't need to tell everyone about my dating status every second of the day." I huffed.
Sam rolled her eyes, "No, but it would make sense why you won't date Vlad."
Tucker shrink in his chair a bit, kept eating his soup, and I had a feeling this was getting awkward.
"Can we talk about the plans for Easter? So my family, you, Danielle, Tucker, and me are going to Tennessee with the huge cabin."
Sam bit her lip, "And Vlad."
I glared, "What?"
Sam looked down, Tucker kept eating his soup, and I set my bowl down.
"Seriously, what do I have to date him? Give me one good damn reason other than he's changing." I thought giving them a challenge would lighten things up.
They were quiet about it, but I let them think about it. Vlad wasn't just a fruitloop, he's evil, and all I ever saw was evil.
"He's half ghost just like you, Danny. It would make it less lonely for you." Sam found a perfect one.
I gulped slowly, it was true. Vlad did make it feel like I do not have to struggle, but I refused to believe I'm his. I was never enough for him.
"Then, he can be a friend to me."
"He's your type, Danny!" Sam cried, "Unlike Dash, you always compared Dash to him! You said that you wanted it rough in relationship, that you want someone to fight back with you, and do crazy stuff like…jumping out of a plane or something!" She snapped.
I backed off. I forgot how much I said that to her, remembering that I did feel something for Vlad, and how much it was hurting me.
"Maybe it was because I haven't seen him two years and that I missed our fight! Alright? Vlad is evil, insane, obsessed, and fruitloop man and he will always be in my eyes. I do not love him. He is now also a freaking pedophile! Even if he stopped aging somewhere down the line or something or he goes back to his normal age, I will never love someone like him." I hugged myself.
I started to remember when Dash wanted to have sex in the car, before going to the party, and how much I had to fight against him for that. My body eagerly filled the excitement to want it, but I was afraid. Tucker knew why I won't do it and my reasons. I was only being careful and hell, it wasn't fair.
"What are you so afraid of, Danny?" Sam whispered.
I crossed my arms, "I'm not telling you that."
Tucker blinked and stared at me. He knew well enough, but I can't go off telling everyone.
"Do you want me to tell her, Danny?" Tucker volunteered.
I sighed, "If you can explain it well enough, be my guest." I shrink in my chair.
Tucker sat up and focused his attention on Sam, "…he won't have sex with anyone for one strong reason he seem to believe a lot with himself."
Sam had an unusual look, but when it came to sex. I always tried to avoid the talking about sex and it hurts me the most.
"Sex? Danny, are you worried about getting raped or being used?" A typical assumption by her.
"It's not it, Sam." Tucker pointed out.
"Then, what about sex?"
"…if he allowed it and have sex, he would get pregnant."
Sam shut up pretty well and Tucker knew well why I refused to do so or even do it to him.
"How the hell would he get pregnant by another guy?"
Tucker shrugged, "He is half ghost, Sam. Remember about Lunchbox? It is possible for a ghost to do so in their powers or ability, however they do it." He shrugged.
Sam looked over at me, "I don't see it. I don't see how can Danny end up pregnant."
I chuckled, but I could. I had dreams, but that wouldn't change a thing.
"I can, anyone who gets on top of me or I'm on top. I'd get pregnant one way or another. I refuse to love anyone back by sex. I'm not worth enough for Vlad and he should know it's dangerous." I got up and walked off to the bathroom.
Tucker watched me to get some space for a while.
"…Tucker, you got to get Danny to see Vlad is for him. I don't buy the pregnancy crap."
Tucker sighed, "Sam…he said that he thought of this since he started to date Dash. You know how stubborn he is when he believes it a lot with himself."
"He's human too…Tucker, he's not like he used to be."
"I know."
"Is he still the one we knew?"
"He's growing up, Sam. He is really careful about his spending, working, and aware to what he's capable of. He hardly even needs any insurance, transportation, or anything important. He thought it all and got it all here. I mean, he finds a lot of fun ways and still have a life."
Sam didn't say much to what she was really hearing from Tucker. It was true, every word Tucker has told her, and it felt so…so hard to make it to an understanding. I faced the bathroom's door and leaned against it. My hands has turned into a ball and wishing to pound at it. I could let that happen since I was too strong, I'm capable of breaking a wall, and then I slipped down to hurdle up with my knees. Why did it feel so complicated?
When it came to sex, I wanted to do it. Every second or moment of it, feeling that deserved love and not be afraid of the risk. No one would believe me otherwise that I gave a birth to a baby, a young man with ability to get pregnant, and that my boyfriend or exes would refused to believe they did it to me. I wouldn't blame them, no matter how strange it may be, and how much I want to escape it all.
Maybe that's all anybody needs, a second chance. An echoing memory has haunted me and I shut my eyes to shield all of that away.
When I saw the alternative Vlad, it ache my heart and how much I could just come up to his arms and say I'm here. Tell him that I'm always his, which everything will work out better, and how much I felt for him. There were two differences between the alternative Vlad and the Vlad currently now. Vlad doesn't know the meaning of love, he's so blind to see it anything, and that he's never going to learn.
Another echoing retrieved through my mind about the second chance. It hurts me so terribly, I wanted to vanish it all, and wondered if I had a choice in this.
"He must have put a lot of thoughts into it. I'll talk to Vlad and see more about this…"
"Okay, Sam. Good luck with that."
"Yeah," So down about it, "I'll see you guys tomorrow."
"See you later, Sam."
"You too, Tucker."
The laptop was being shut down, but I can't help it but not ignore this. The chair moved and feet walking around from the kitchen, he was getting closer to here, and stopped in front of the door. He didn't move, but he stood right there. What can I do?
"Danny, we need to talk." He finally said something.
I curled up and waited to feel right again. Tucker stood right there and I hardly moved at all. What did he want to talk about? I wasn't so sure, but it didn't sound like he was going to give me a choice. There wasn't going to be a fight, I can't have his blood going up, and it's dangerous.
"…give me a few minutes." I told him.
"Okay." Tucker sighed.
In a way, he wanted to talk to me about this and it's getting insane.