I don't really like this chapter, but whatever. Action-y scenes aren't my best.
I disclaim. Simple and to the point. Happy?
Chapter 16
The quaver in his voice, the pain in his eyes, Harold bared his emotions to the world. That was just the thing, though. When he was happy, people knew he was happy, but when grief struck his life, or regret, he'd give anything to push it away. But that didn't matter now. What did, was escaping the cause of his pain, once and for all, and that meant escaping Salem. He'd have memories of his old life, but they'd fade... but would his love?
He loved Phillip. Wow. It wasn't the immature lust he'd had for Jack or ones before him, or the friendly love he had for Greta. Only Danny held so much in his heart. Danny... he couldn't leave without saying goodbye.
~~~
Danny could sense the atmosphere as Harold approached him. Thick...uncomfortable. He had seen Phillip and his friend and Harold's walk away.
"Aye Harold, I... I don't know what to say, laddie."
"Say good-bye, Danny, say good-bye."
Danny blinked his makeshift eyes, feeling the moist droplets grow to consume them. "You don't mean that Harold..."
Harold bit his lip. This was hard, so hard. "Danny, there's nothing for me to stay for... and... and even if I tried, I... I couldn't make it. So just say good-bye Danny, this is it."
Danny tried to open his mouth and yell "Don't go!" as Harold shook his head and started to walk away, but no words came. He tried to move, for if anything was worth it, love was, but he was scared... Scared and frightened as Sally came to mind.
~~~
Belle shook out of Phillip's embrace. "Thanks, Phil. For being here, I mean." Belle spoke softly into Phillip's ear.
"Anytime, Belle. You know that. We're friends."
Belle spotted a fuming Shawn over Phillip's shoulder. Their gazes met and she sent daggers with her eyes. He read her expression, one he knew to well- 'Stay away from me'.
"I think I'm going to go, Phil. I just want to... rest."
"Ok." He cupped her face in his hands. "If you need me- call."
She nodded and he watched as she walked away, before he too met Shawn's death glare. Ignoring it, he saw Danny crying, alone and soaked with tears, and decided that he too, was a friend in need.
~~~
Shawn laughed to himself. "Kiriakis, you can have any other girl. Except mine." (And Brady's, haha)
He crossed the street, his eyes focused on his target. Long strides and clenched fists. Logic lost and emotions in control.
~~~
Phillip sat legs crossed on the ground as he held Danny's rusted metal frame. Together, their tears mixed to soak each. Phillip was going out of his mind. Harold was leaving. Because of him. But what could he do? He didn't know his plans. He could search all of Salem but not find him. Not be in time. Oh G-d...
"Kiriakis." Shawn's voice broke into his thoughts. It's edge of animosity sent shivers down Phillip's spine.
Phil looked over at the young man and stood up. He himself was distraught, dazed, and for lack of a better word, confused.
"Shawn... what do you want? Now isn't a good time."
Shawn's fist flew and Phillip landed with a thud on the ground, unable to stand, his back and jaw aching.
"Stay away from Belle," Shawn threatened.
Phillip attempted to stand, "I'm not trying to hit on Belle. She needs a friend." He paused, "Ever since you hurt her..."
"F#ck off."
Phillip jumped up, throwing himself at Shawn, not hearing Danny's please to move. A car came racing around the corner and it went unseen by the two men.
Danny watched as it headed towards them. "Phillip!" He screamed. "Watch out!"
The young man turned to look, the car only feet away, when a rolling object knocked him out of the road.
I disclaim. Simple and to the point. Happy?
Chapter 16
The quaver in his voice, the pain in his eyes, Harold bared his emotions to the world. That was just the thing, though. When he was happy, people knew he was happy, but when grief struck his life, or regret, he'd give anything to push it away. But that didn't matter now. What did, was escaping the cause of his pain, once and for all, and that meant escaping Salem. He'd have memories of his old life, but they'd fade... but would his love?
He loved Phillip. Wow. It wasn't the immature lust he'd had for Jack or ones before him, or the friendly love he had for Greta. Only Danny held so much in his heart. Danny... he couldn't leave without saying goodbye.
~~~
Danny could sense the atmosphere as Harold approached him. Thick...uncomfortable. He had seen Phillip and his friend and Harold's walk away.
"Aye Harold, I... I don't know what to say, laddie."
"Say good-bye, Danny, say good-bye."
Danny blinked his makeshift eyes, feeling the moist droplets grow to consume them. "You don't mean that Harold..."
Harold bit his lip. This was hard, so hard. "Danny, there's nothing for me to stay for... and... and even if I tried, I... I couldn't make it. So just say good-bye Danny, this is it."
Danny tried to open his mouth and yell "Don't go!" as Harold shook his head and started to walk away, but no words came. He tried to move, for if anything was worth it, love was, but he was scared... Scared and frightened as Sally came to mind.
~~~
Belle shook out of Phillip's embrace. "Thanks, Phil. For being here, I mean." Belle spoke softly into Phillip's ear.
"Anytime, Belle. You know that. We're friends."
Belle spotted a fuming Shawn over Phillip's shoulder. Their gazes met and she sent daggers with her eyes. He read her expression, one he knew to well- 'Stay away from me'.
"I think I'm going to go, Phil. I just want to... rest."
"Ok." He cupped her face in his hands. "If you need me- call."
She nodded and he watched as she walked away, before he too met Shawn's death glare. Ignoring it, he saw Danny crying, alone and soaked with tears, and decided that he too, was a friend in need.
~~~
Shawn laughed to himself. "Kiriakis, you can have any other girl. Except mine." (And Brady's, haha)
He crossed the street, his eyes focused on his target. Long strides and clenched fists. Logic lost and emotions in control.
~~~
Phillip sat legs crossed on the ground as he held Danny's rusted metal frame. Together, their tears mixed to soak each. Phillip was going out of his mind. Harold was leaving. Because of him. But what could he do? He didn't know his plans. He could search all of Salem but not find him. Not be in time. Oh G-d...
"Kiriakis." Shawn's voice broke into his thoughts. It's edge of animosity sent shivers down Phillip's spine.
Phil looked over at the young man and stood up. He himself was distraught, dazed, and for lack of a better word, confused.
"Shawn... what do you want? Now isn't a good time."
Shawn's fist flew and Phillip landed with a thud on the ground, unable to stand, his back and jaw aching.
"Stay away from Belle," Shawn threatened.
Phillip attempted to stand, "I'm not trying to hit on Belle. She needs a friend." He paused, "Ever since you hurt her..."
"F#ck off."
Phillip jumped up, throwing himself at Shawn, not hearing Danny's please to move. A car came racing around the corner and it went unseen by the two men.
Danny watched as it headed towards them. "Phillip!" He screamed. "Watch out!"
The young man turned to look, the car only feet away, when a rolling object knocked him out of the road.