Chapter 19: Hands
The kids stood over Danny's bed, staring intentivly at him under the covers. "Danny?" Valerie said, poking the bed covers.
Danny thought quickly. "I'm hiding form Sam"
Sam raised an eyebrow. "Yeah. Hide and seek." She nervously laughed and wandered around the room with her hands outstreched. "Your such a good hider"
Paulina didn't get it. "Sam! He's right here!"
Sam stopped. "Oh, rigtht." She giggled and sat down on the bed, blocking the tiny lump Danny's body made under the covers of the hospital bed.
Dash eyed Sam suspiciously, as she sat down, coving anypart of Danny from sight. Sttrangly, Danny didn't try to push her oof. What is he trying to hide?
"So?" Tucker said, gliding in front of everybody's faces, blocking more the view of Danny's bed.
Dash had enough. He picked Tucker up by the tee-shirt and lifted him a little off the ground. "What's going on here"
"Nothing." Danny said slowly from underneath the bed covers. Then he screamed quietly to himself, making everybody jump. He ducked farther under his covers.
Sam had a good feeling what was going on. But in the back over her mind she was a bit courious. Half of her wanted to pull back the green hospital blankets and see for herself. But she remained still.
Sam streched out her arms and yawned. She lay down on the bed and lifted the covers only slightly. "Are you okay?" She whispered the Danny so nobody could hear.
"Ummm." Danny saiod, nervously.
Dash rolled his eyes, that yawn was so fake.
In the back of the room, Valerie peaked under the covers and gasped. She back up hard into the hospital wall.
Valerie's POV:
What the heck?
I lowered myself on to the ground, where nobody could see me.
Danny. His hair was white! His eyes were bright green.
His apperance came into my head. His eyes flashed confusingly over and over at me. His white hair was a steak before me. Inviso-bil's apperance was haunting my head again.
But it was just in my mind.
Inviso-bil was lying under the hospital covers.
He'd answered for Danny.
Sam saw Inviso-bil.
She didn't even care.
Danny was Inviso-bil.
Concluding thoughts flashed in and out of my mind, making me more off balance. Danny was in my room the night I was stuck with Inviso-bil in the Ghost Zone. Danny had called me a 'creep', just like the ghost boy. I could see his eyes glow green everytime I saw him get angry, they changed back to the bright blue everyone knew Danny for after Sam laied a hand on his shoulder.
There was more, I thought to myself as my head grew heavier and heavier. Danny was always never around when Inviso-bil came. Not to mention, their voices were.
I breathed in slowly. This wasn't happening. This couldn't be happening.
I slowly crawled nearer to the other side of Danny's bed, where nobody stood. I crawled under the bed, so nobody saw me. I stood on my knees, knealing from anybody daring to kow what I was doing.
Then, I lifted the covers up slowly.
Breath in, breath out, my heart told me when my hand ever so slowly grasped the covers of the hospital's bed. But my heart told me to stop, that I was getting into other people's business. That Danny really didn't deserve this.
But then again, I thought, before my hands made any dashing moves by opening up the covers to Danny's exposiure, that Danny had told me many times he wasn't bad.
Think, I told myslef, slapping my check. Think, Girl, you can save any lives if you just think.
It felt as if I was warped back into time, reliving the moments spent with Danny. He was always so quiet, caring too. Execpt for the time with that flour project. But, then again, if he really was Inviso-bil, he had a rigth to be angry. A right to be mad. I was, and I had enough to deal with. But it was noting compared to whoever was Inviso-bil, with people hunting him every time possible.
Danny had fallen asleep in class many times the day after Inviso-bil was out fighting ghosts. It reminded me of the night after I'd been with him in the Ghost World (Zone, whatever) when I'd followed Inviso-bil around. Nobody had even noticed me. He seemed so tired later. Explains Danny's grades. from what I hear, eh?
Inviso-bil seemed like he he could be lying to me, about the many times he'd told me of his innocence. I was sure weither I should believe him. He seemed so complated to be who he said he was. That's what first lead me to consider Danny was Inviso-bil.
But then agian, I thought to myslef, you have to consder the facts, and Valerie, old girl, your a little stoborn.
There! I'd admitted it to myself. I'm stoborn. And when I have my mind set on believing something, I'll stick to it, without letting anybody change my mind.
But Danny changed my mind.
A tiny bit, he had.
And I wasn't making any conclusions, I'll leave it at that.
I stared slowly at my hands, grasping the covers. This moment swaed in my mind back and forth like a swing in the Amity Park park. The ones I played on when I was litttle. When I was unknowing of my future. When my hands drew pictures, instead of grasping the blankets holding Danny under them. When I never thought I'd have to make a desision like this.
When I think back on it know, I still have no idea what I should have done.
If I didn't it would have solved a lot of problems.
I shut my eyes tight and muttered to myslef something even I couldn't understand.
"Danny?" I whispered slowly as I stared at him from under the covers.
It wasn't Danny. Huddled under the covers, was a boy covered red from crying of stress, was Inviso-bil.
I hit my head on the metal bar onhis bed and got up quickly rubbing my forehead.
Calmly I lifted the covers again.
Danny saw me. He tried to cover it up by whispering, "Hi Valerie, like my costume?" He chocked on tears dripping down his face. He slowly muttered to himself, not thinking I could hear. "I just can't get it off"
Secrect out Danny. Too late.
I already know.
Cand- Cliffy? I tried to update fast for all you guys. Please read it and reply. I hope you enjoy this fic, it's nearing it's end though. How wil it end? Uhhh...I still haven't thought of that yet.