Disclaimer – I do NOT own Danny Phantom (that's Butch Hartman's) or either of the songs appearing in this story. (they're Good Charlotte's) and I am making no money from this. (wish I was though, I have about 2 cents to my name at the moment, which ain't good at Christmas time lol)
A/N: Hiya. I've had so many reviews and I would like to start by saying thank you to Sam, fluffyrachel and iceprincess89283. your reviews make it all worthwhile. Thank you. and to kitty00240I would like to say that I got your review and Ifelt honoured that my story had influenced a decision as important as that. I hope all goes well for you and may the Angels bless you all and keep you safe. I've had reviews on whether this should be a happy ending or a sad one and the results have been about 50/50 so I'm posting the original sad ending but give me a couple of days and we'll see what happens (Sorry to all of you who wanted a happy ending but patience is a virtue.)
A/N 2: Okay I have the life version of Good Charlotte's Chronicles of Life and Death album and this track is hidden at the end of track 15 so I have no idea what it's called (but I did spend a free period in school listening to it so I could write down the lyrics. I know I NEED a life) My friend looked it up on the internet and told me that it's Meet My Maker but I've never heard the death version so I apologise if I'm wrong and if anyone who has the death version feels like enlightening me I would greatly appreciate it. Thank you.
Lost and broken
Hopeless and lonely
Sam fell in the door of her house while trying to support the raven haired Danny with one arm. He was beaten up really badly and he had been slipping in and out of consciousness all the way back to her house. The pain had been so much that he couldn't maintain his Phantom form and slipped back to Fenton shortly after Sam had found him. He was bleeding heavily from his multiple wounds but the majority was coming from his stomach so she gently laid him on his back in the hall and went to look for something to try and stop the bleeding without going out of eye shot of Danny. All she could find was a rug she had just bought the day before hanging over the banister waiting to make the trip up the stairs to her room. She took it and the cordless phone that she passed on the way and went back to Danny's side. She laid the rug over Danny and put her hand over the wound to try and slow the bleeding causing Danny to wince and wake up. She phoned an ambulance for him and then began talking to him, to keep him conscious if and calm her own racing heart.
Smiling on the outside
And hurt beneath my skin
Despite the pain he was obviously in whenever he was awake Danny was smiling up at her and telling her of his plans for the next day when he was going to meet up with Tucker which broke her heart. She knew deep deep down that he probably wasn't going to live long enough to meet up with Tucker tomorrow as much as she tried to deny it
My eyes are fading
My soul is bleeding
"Sam, are you still there" Danny asked, slightly panicked
"Of course I am Danny, I would never leave you"
"I…I can't see you any more, my eyes are starting to blur, Sam, promise you'll stay with me"
"Of course I will Danny"
"Hey Sam, what were you doing in the park?" the question came out of the blue and surprised Sam into silence for a while as she tried to think of a way to explain without admitting to herself or Danny the feelings behind her reason.
"Sam? Sam are you still there?!" Danny asked panicked as he reached out to try and find something solid to hold onto as his eyesight failed him.
"Shhh, it's okay, of course I'm still here, I promised I wouldn't leave didn't I?" Sam reassured him as she grabbed his hands and held them in her own. Danny visibly relaxed at the contact and turned his head to look at Sam who had become little more than a defined, colourful blur.
I'll try to make it seam okay
But my faith is wearing thin
Danny felt, rather than saw the tears that fell from Sam's eyes and landed on his cheek. "Sam, what are you crying for, don't worry, it'll be okay" the words broke Sam's heart all over again
"Oh Danny, I know it will"
"You never answered my question, why were you in the park?" Danny reiterated
"Well…you left your jacket at my house and I was hoping to catch up with you and give it to you before you caught a cold or something"
"But I wasn't walking when I left your house"
"It was a very slim hope" the quip made Danny smile through the pain, he had an idea why she would be out walking in the rain with his jacket with hardly any hope of finding him. A thought occurred to him as he recalled the circumstances that lead him to be lying in the hall of Sam's house less than an hour after he had had his heart ripped out by the very girl who was now caring for him.
"Where did you get the Thermos?" he asked, a note of suspicion entering his voice.
"You left it at my house along with your jacket, you've got to stop leaving important things like that lying at your backside you know" Sam answered in an attempt to lighten the mood which apparently worked because Danny graced her with another of his beautiful smiles which turned into a wince of pain when he tried to let out a small laugh.
So help me heal these wounds
They've been open for way too long
Help me fill this hole
Even though this is not your fault
That I'm open and I'm bleeding
All over your brand new rug
And I need someone to help me sew them up
"I'm not going to make it am I?" Danny stated as matter of factly as if he was discussing math homework with her and not his mortality.
"What do you mean"
"I mean I'm gonna die, aren't I?"
"We all die Danny, that's the downside to being mortal, but it's not your time, you have years left before you"
I only wanted a magazine
I only wanted a movie screen
I only wanted the life I'd read about and dreamed
"If there's one thing I regret it's not living my life before I got these powers, they've done nothing but screw my life up since I got them. There are times I really wish I didn't have them, wished that I could just be ordinary Danny Fenton again, not have to hide a whole half of who I am, just go to school, shop, hang with my friends, be a normal teenager" by the time he was finished tears were streaming down his and Sam's faces.
And now my mind is an open book
And now my heart is an open wound
And now my life is an open soul for all to see
"I never knew you felt that way, I always thought you loved your powers" Sam said, amazed at how steady her voice was in spite of the tears.
"I did…in the beginning…but I had to keep lying to my family to hide them. I felt so wrong sometimes not telling them"
"What could you have said to them though, you could hardly walk up to them and say 'by the way I'm half ghost and I'm the one all of your gadgets have been detecting' they are ghost hunters"
"I know, but I could have at least told Jaz, she could have helped me tell them"
"We'll tell her tomorrow if you want, if it'll make you feel better"
"There's no point pretending Sam, I'm not gonna live 'til tomorrow am I?"
"Of course you will, now stop being so damn morbid and concentrate on healing" Sam berated which earned her the ghost of a smile to play on Danny's lips.
"Yes ma'am"
But help me heal these wounds
They've been open for way too long
Help me fill this hole
Even though this is not your fault
That I'm open and I'm bleeding
All over your brand new rug
And I need someone to help me
"Danny…I have to tell you something"
"What?"
"You were right…about what you said earlier…I was lying to you. The truth is…" a long pause followed and it made Danny nervous so he decided to break the silence.
"What is it Sam, you can tell me, it's not like I'm going anywhere anytime soon" Sam smiled and drew in her courage and her breath and finished her sentence.
So you come along
I push you away
Then kick and scream for you to stay
"Danny…the truth is…I love you, so you can't leave, you can't die, you have to live, for me"
'Cause I need someone to help me
Oh I need someone to help me
"I know Sam, I knew you loved me, but Sam it hurts so much. I…I don't think I can hold on"
"No Danny, you have to fight, the ambulance will be here soon, you have to stay awake."
"I'm sorry Sam. I can't…"
"Danny? Danny?! DANNY"
To help me heal these wounds
They've been open for way too long
Help me fill this hole
Even though this is not your fault
That I'm open and I'm bleeding
All over your brand new rug
And I need someone to help me sew them…
As Danny breathed his last breathe the ambulance turned up, lights and sirens blaring. The paramedics burst in to find a grief stricken girl clinging desperately to the body of a young raven haired boy, burying her face in his shirt and screaming his name over and over again, begging him to stay just a little longer.
I need someone to help me fill them….
With deep sorrow the paramedics gently separated the two and took Danny's lifeless body to the ambulance, leaving the poor girl to grieve and wait for the friend she had phoned at their suggestion, someone named Tucker. When he arrived they left the two alone with their grief and drove to the hospital to register the death and wait for the parents so they could perform the grim task of identifying the body.
I need someone to help me close them up.
Well, what did you think, bit depressing isn't it? I hope you liked it. Just as an interesting side note, I thought you might like to know that the inspiration for this story came not just from the songs featured but also from a poem I wrote (which itself was inspired by the show, work that one out) and that is where the title came from. If anyone's interested I will post it up as well but please don't take it, I'm very proud of my poems and hope one day to have them published.