12.
I called Danny's foster parents to let them know he had fallen asleep here and that I didn't want to wake him. I also told my parents what was going on. My mum was wrecked when I told her. She cares for Danny as if he was her own son.
I went back to my room and wanted to shove the mattress from under my bed but changed my mind when I saw Danny sleeping. I took the blankets and crawled in bed next to him. I woke him a little.
'Whatcha doing?' he asked sleepily
'going to sleep and since you're in my bed I have no choice but crawl in with you' I said smiling.
But Danny was too tired to give a respond and closed his eyes again.
'I love you Danny' I said whispering while I removed the hair from his face. He didn't respond but suddenly had a smile on his face. That was enough for me to know he heard me. I tucked myself in and before closing my eyes I took a look at my love. What have I ever done to deserve him?
When I woke up Danny was already awake. We were lying face to face and just looked at each other for a while. Danny broke the silence I was enjoying with a smile on my face.
'Did you mean it?' he asked referring to last night.
'Of course I meant it' I said smiling. A huge smile appeared again on his face. I was glad to see him so happy even though.. no I can't remind myself of that.
Danny suddenly turned on his back and sighed. His smile also disappeared, like he could read my mind.
'We need to have a talk' he said serious.
I swallowed and with fear in my eyes I looked at Danny who was staring at the ceiling. I didn't want to talk about it but I guess there is no escaping. Not talking about it isn't going to make it all go away. I can no longer ignore this.
'I guess' I said sighing. Danny suddenly turned again to face me.
'Dougie, I don't have much time left' he said while tears appeared in his eyes. I felt my heartbeat raise and stopped breathing. My eyes widened and I jumped straight in the bed.
'How long?' I asked looking at him, scared of the answer he was going to give me. He was still lying on his side but he turned his head to the pillow when he answered. He was too afraid to face me.
'A.. few weeks'
I felt like someone just stabbed me in the heart, took the knife out and stabbed me again.
'Weeks?' I asked with a high voice.
'I'm sorry!' he said sitting straight. 'I shouldn't have told you that' he said with tears in his eyes. 'Maybe.. maybe I should just leave.'
He stepped out of bed and walked towards the door when I stopped him. I took him by his arm which made him freeze.
'Why are you leaving?' I asked confused
'Just forget about me Dougie.' He said still facing the door.
'What?'
'It would be best for you not to see me getting sicker and sicker. It wouldn't be fair to you.' He said cold
I spun him around so he would face me. I took his head in my hands to look him in the eyes.
'I'm not going anywhere.' I said to him whispering.
'But..' he started but I cut him off.
'You can sent me away as many times as you like but I'll be coming straight back.' I said strongly 'Danny, I'm not leaving you when you need me the most.'
He burst out in tears and I hugged him tight. I had to do my best to not burst down in tears as well but if I want to be there for Danny I have to be strong. We were hugging for quite a while when suddenly Danny pushed me away to cough uncontrollably.
I looked at him with worry in my eyes. I wanted to help but didn't know how. After a while Danny pulled away the hands before his mouth and looked shocked.
'What's wrong?' I asked. The worry in my voice was loud and clear.
He just looked at me with his widened eyes and open mouth and showed me his hands. They were covered in blood.
My breath was taken away and it felt like my heart stopped beating when I saw his red hands. It was quite an amount of blood. I looked at Danny's face which had become pale. I wanted to ask him if he was alright when he suddenly collapsed on the floor.
'DANNY!' I yelled running towards him. 'Shit, what should I do? MUM!'
'MUM CALL AN AMUBLANCE!' I yelled as hard as I could. I know she heard me because I suddenly heard a lot of noises and an in fear voice talking.
'Come on Danny, don't do this to me.' I said with tears in my eyes and a broken voice as I watched his unconscious body lying on my bedroom floor, knowing that this picture would be forever printed in my brain.
