Author's Note (Monster): Hello, our lovelies. Happy tenth chapter! I am very pleased because Kidnapped has hit the 100 review mark and I want to thank you all for sticking with us. That's why I decided to reward you with chapter 10 of Puzzle The Pieces. I've been trying to post every day. We're entering the golden weeks. Enjoy.

Ro: He's not that into her. Well, not into her personality, but Dylan's got a weak spot for big butts and boobs. And Angie is like a serpent. Once it bites, you're doomed (totally not referring to ex-girlfriend). Enjoy

zutaragirl123: I think Jordon and Danny have a texting relationship now. Enjoy

Dismay: My first HU fanfiction that I never finished or uploaded was "The Charlie Scene Way Or The High Way". My very first written (and later uploaded) slashy HU fanfiction was "Somewhere I Belong" in Hollywood Undead Love Drabbles and I admit it wasn't my best work but look at me now. I'm sure yours aren't horrible. Enjoy

HU4LIFEBITCHES: I once had to present in front of a full classroom and as soon as I was in the front, I freaked out and ran out of the classroom. My teacher told me she understood but when she said "you may redo your presentation", I flipped her the finger so I gained myself four weeks of detention. Those old high school times. I like your ideas but it's all about surprising the readers. He said mysteriously. Enjoy.

MurderUrges: It's never too late to laugh. Once I was re-reading my own chapter before the upload at 3 am. Awoken was sitting next to me and I began laughing and Awoken just went like: "Are you laughing at your own joke again?" and I said: "I'm just too funny". Never too late to laugh, even if it's at something silly. Enjoy.

TheCreativeOne: Long time no see! Glad you enjoy it. I will continue, but I have to admit I wrote this chapter in half an hour before posting it. Enjoy.

Danny's POV

What did I do the next day? I stayed home because I awoke with a killer head ache and my banged up knee was dark blue. I felt like the human version of fifty shades of blue instead of grey. My doctor's appointment was moved from 'after school' to 'as soon as mom comes home'. On one hand I was very happy to be staying home. I couldn't fight with anyone that way. Aron still hadn't texted me.

On the other hand: HOLY SHIT ARON STILL HADN'T TEXTED ME AND I WOULDN'T BE SEEING HIM TODAY IN SCHOOL.

Yes, I was horribly anxious about losing my best friend, because let's be honest, who isn't? Without a best friend you're like a half that keeps finding little pieces of your other half (yes, I'm referring to the boys of Hollywood Undead as small other pieces of me). Think about it. It fits. Matt was my bones. He held me upright, secured I wouldn't fall over. George was my voice of reason. He kept me from thinking I actually meant something to them. Dark, I know. Jorel was my conscious. He's there, but he's not always talking to me. Most of the times you won't even notice him until you need him. Jordon was my humor. He cracked jokes, made me laugh and made me discover a humor inside I never knew I had to join him in the laughter. And Dylan. Dylan is my heart. He flows through my veins. He's the reason I'm alive. If I breathe, it's to stay with him.

All day I tried to watch television because I couldn't quite move around as well. Do you have any idea what's on television when you're sick? NOTHING! Mostly when you're off to do something absolutely boring or even something fun with family or friends, your favorite show is on, but when you stay home from school because you're sick? You'd think your favorite show would actually play, but no. All I saw was some sort of shitty cartoon. I threw my head back and let out something between a sigh and a moan. "Why? Why won't anything interesting pl- OH! DEXTER'S LABORATORY IS ON!", I cheered. As soon as the words left my mouth, I looked around the house. No window or door was opened. No one had heard me. Good, that would've been embarrassing because being seventeen and still watching cartoon was not at all cool. I lowered my voice and said: "I'm a man, I tell you, A MAN."

My phone buzzed.

Jordon: Hey baby, what are you wearing?

I facepalmed and replied.

Danny: Should I be wearing something? ;)

Jordon: Nasty, I like it. You sick?

Danny: Not really sick. Rather…banged up.

Jordon: Was I too rough last night? ;)

Danny: You know what I like. No, my knee's all bruised and my head hurts like crazy. My knee's gonna be following the colors of the rainbow this week.

Jordon: Fabulous. Is it ok if I come by after school? I got your homework.

Danny: Yeah, sure.

I smiled and was reminded of just how much Jordon resembled the humor in me. Even now I joked with him about things I would never even get to joke about with Aron. He'd never understand why I was acting so silly on my phone. No. Don't you dare. Don't you dare think: "If you can't fool around, he's not your best friend". He IS my best friend. He was always there when I needed him and I was always there when he needed me. We watched our series together all the time. He came by unannounced all the time and I did the same. What? You think that's all changed now because he hadn't come by yet? He would. He would come visit me because I was sick…right?

In the afternoon I received a text again.

Matt: Your boyfriend is looking for you

I frowned and thought about it.

Danny: I texted Jordon just this morning? He knows I'm at home.

The reply made me blush.

Matt: I was talking about Aron. You having an affair with JT?

Danny: … No

As soon as Matt would ask Jordon he'd know we were just joking around, but for now I just wanted to fool him. Aron was looking for me? That's right! I forgot to text him I was sick. I opened my chat box with him, pouting as our last message seemed ages ago.

Danny: I'm sick at home. Sorry, I forgot to tell you

Right after I hit sent, I received a message.

Aron: Where are you? x

Two minutes later.

Aron: Oh, it's ok. Can I come by tonight? x

It felt strange how Aron was asking me if he could come by while he normally didn't even ask but just walked in. I guessed since we were fighting he didn't want to be rude and just walk in like he was the king while he didn't even know whether or not I was angry or still 'bashful' as he would call it.

Danny: Yeah, sure. Jordon's coming by after school to drop off my homework so if you don't want to see him, you're gonna have to wait a while.

Aron: You're angry, aren't you? x

The question came as a surprise. I wasn't angry with Aron. If anything, he should be angry with me because I'm hanging with his ex-friends, even though I don't see the problem in that. Why in the world would he think the roles were reversed?

Danny: Why do you think I'm angry?

Aron: Lack of x's. You always said you didn't send x's when you were angry. Just like I do x

Danny: Oh. I hadn't noticed. I don't send x's to the guys so I guess I kinda forgot x

Aron: The guys? x

Immediately I regretted I had said that, but in the end I felt renewed pride. Why should I have to hide that I've been texting with them? If I wasn't hiding I was hanging out with them, I wasn't hiding I was texting them either.

Danny: Hollywood Undead. Jordon texted me about the homework and yesterday they asked if I was ok x

Would he have heard about my accident? Probably not since I'm not world class news in school and Aron doesn't talk directly to the Hollywood Undead guys.

Aron: Were you not ok? x

Danny: Tried to skate. Fell hard. My knee's bruised up and my head hurts like hell. I also have this awesome scrape on my arm. The best thing about it, is that it's beginning to puss like crazy x

Did I enjoy infected wounds? No, hell no. That's why I was being sarcastic as fuck. No one ever seemed to pick up on written sarcasm, but Aron always did. He knew exactly when I was being sarcastic, but he always had to ask to be sure. Just like now.

Aron: Sounds painful. Sarcasm? x

Danny: Yeah and it was very painful. Blacked out for a bit but Dylan drove me home x

That was the end of it. I didn't text Aron anymore. He probably stopped because class had begun, but I stopped because it felt weird. It was like he was being cautious as to not upset me but at the same time, upset himself.

I broke my head over it. I wanted to find out how he'd react tonight. Would he pretend nothing had happened? Question me? I really didn't know.

By the time I was about to flip out because of the pressure, the bell rang. Out of habit I shouted: "mooom". Then I felt horribly stupid about it because mom was at work and school was over which meant it was Jordon.

I got up slowly, feeling embarrassed when I thought Jordon might've heard me calling for my mom. They certainly weren't the type who would yell for their mom because they were too shy to open the door for strangers.

Halfway the hallway, Jordon rang the bell again. "I'm on my way. My knee's bruised, remember?!"

I opened the door with a half-smile and Jordon waved at me with too much energy, Dylan standing behind him, looking at the street with his back to the house. "Hey."

"How's our sicko Dannio Murillo?" Jordon asked with a grin and let himself in.

He whistled. "Dylan."

The Mexican turned around and got in as well. "I thought I'd check up on you", he explained when he saw my questioning gaze.

Jordon dumped the homework on the table and put both thumbs up at me. "You. You are awesome. We've got Matt thinking we're having an affair. Everyone knew it was a joke but the stupid gullible fool believes you."

"Really?"

"No. How gullible do you think Matt is?" Jordon asked. "If he believed us, I'd be seriously worried. He knows I'm as straight as a line when I'm sober."

He laughed at himself. "Only when I'm sober."

"What about me?" I complained, but suddenly I feared the reply.

Dylan chuckled. "You might be curved."

I widened my eyes but relaxed when he laughed harder. "I'm kidding!"

"I knew that", I said awkwardly.

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