Ok guys, I am going to update this before I have to leave for a week… And I will leave a really good cliffie at the end! Well… I will try to at least, it depends on where I go with it… but anyhow… here is Chapter 2!

Chapter 2: Tears of Pain

I looked around in the darkness, and I could hear commotion of chairs falling to the floor, and people scampering around, as though we were all going to die. I on the other hand, stood there intently, and looked about the room, and thought I saw something. A small, bright light floated around for only a second, then disappeared through the walls.

Frantic to get to the light, I scrambled to the doors, but forgot that they were locked up from the inside, so that we couldn't make any attempts to run away. This place was always secure like that, as though we had a place to run.

"Can someone open this door?" I hollered, but people were all talking, and rushing around, and I got angry with them. Come on, I was the youngest in there, and I could stand still and care less about being shrouded in the darkness.

"WOULD YOU ALL SHUT UP!" I yelled as loud as I could, and the whole room fell into silence. Being in the dark, and in complete silence, I felt alone, because I couldn't see other people standing there, but I knew they were there, and that was the only thing keeping me away from feeling left alone for a change.

"It is dark in here, who cares?" I said furious and walked over to where my helper was, and she was amazed I could find her.

"How did you?"
"I just knew, now come and open the fucking door already," I urged, hoping for the luck of that little piece of light floating around. She mingled with her keys, and in the silent room, the clanging of the keys sounded loud. Finally, she had found the right key, and I heard the door click opened, and everyone piled out of the room. When the door opened, the sudden light hurt my eyes, and I had to cover them up with my hand, to just let light in little by little. But then, I remembered why I wanted out of there so badly. I went up to the door next to that one, and tried to open it, but it stayed closed, due to it being locked. Did they have to have everything locked up?
"Sam, you can't go in there hun," I heard my helper say, and I could feel her presence behind me. I turned around quickly, and looked up at her innocently.

"You need to stop getting into things," she told me, and set her hand on my shoulder to turn me back away from the door.

"Don't touch me…"

"Sammy, please settle down."

"Don't call me Sammy…" I said, and I could feel my hands forming into fists, as the anger raged up inside me. This place was supposed to be helping, but instead, it was turning my sadness to anger. Although, the sadness inside me will never leave. But, to get my mind off of Danny, it seemed as though they had to make me mad, which wasn't going to help any.

"Let's get you back to your room, she said, and started walking ahead of me, but I wasn't dumb enough to run away, because there was some sort of security down every hall, which is why I didn't get why they had to have a little mosquito hover all around you. Saying Mosquito, because my helper was just like one, annoying, consistent, and never left, until you swatted her away, but then she would return for more.

Once back to my room, I couldn't wait for her to leave, so I could get some time to myself.

"You'll be Ok?" She asked me, before she walked away.

"Yeah, I'll be better with you gone."

She sighed, but turned around anyway, to get out of my way, since she knew how I could get. The rumors about me though, made me even madder. All of the helpers I had usually ended up leaving because of rumors that were passed down from helper to helper. I had been here for less than a week, and I had already had 5 helpers, this one was my 6th, and lasting.

What were the rumors? I didn't exactly know, I just knew that not much good things were said about me. Even if there was good, it got drowned by the bad, and had died off, and was forgotten. I knew I wasn't exactly cooperate, and a few times I had gotten a little over mad, and had challenged them, or threatened, but I had never actually hurt anyone as of yet.

After she left, I flung myself onto my bed, and laid there, staring at the ceiling. Life couldn't get much worse than this. My friend dies, my mom sticks me in this horrible place, and my worst nightmares are following me everywhere. Not only that, but now they are trying to make me forget about him, and they are making it seem as though he was really nothing, and he was just a thing of the past. To me though, he was everything I wanted. With him gone, I was alone, and maybe even afraid of what was going to happen next.

Thinking of those beautiful blue eyes that I used to love, and admire the times I got to stare into them. I looked at pictures of him, but the eyes weren't the same as they were in real life. I remember the days we used to spend, as though it was yesterday. Fighting ghosts, having to run to keep up with the action, just so I could watch my hero. My hero who had disappeared from life in a matter of fourteen years. He hadn't disappeared from my life though, or from the world. People still thought Danny Phantom was around, and there were still ghost hunters out there searching for him. They didn't know that they were searching for a girl's broken dreams though. They were searching for someone who had died, but they never knew that, and never would.

No matter how hard I tried, the thoughts of him stayed in my mind, which would have been good, except I missed those moments. They would never happen again, never to return to fill my empty life back up. The thoughts of him that filled me most though, was the bad ones, the one of him dying. I could never forgive myself for that.

I sat up, and wiped the tears away from my eyes. I thought for sure that I would run dry of tears, but they never stopped. Every time I thought of him, it brushed away the madness I had for the place I was in, and brought back up the sadness, and the hatred I had for myself.

"Sam, would you like to use the TV for an hour?" I heard my helper ask me, since she saw me crying.

"Yeah," I said, still recovering from my thoughts. She carried in a small TV, and plugged it in quickly. She looked at me, and gave an unsatisfied look to me, as though I was something of hers, and I didn't look right. She walked out of the room though, although she wasn't satisfied, but I knew she was right out the door. I missed music more than TV though, and this TV didn't get anything but the news pretty much.

I flipped it on anyway, it was something to do to take my mind off of the rest of my life. I flipped through the 10 channels they had, and stopped.

"Today, people have seen more of Danny Phantom. Yes, Inviso-Bill, who was re-named, because someone anonymous had told his name. He was spotted about two miles from the Center Square, and people didn't think he looked the same though. It had been a couple of months since he was last seen. Jeff?"
"Ah, yes Mary," he said, as the screen flipped from one newscaster to the next.

"Danny Phantom, was seen here late last night, but he looked more 'ghostly' then he had ever looked before. Amity people are trying to figure out what is going on with him, because not only did he look weird, but also he wasn't doing much. He was flying for about 10 seconds before he disappeared. We don't know if this was real or not though, but all ghost hunters are on alert right now," he finished off, and it flipped back to the original person, and I turned the TV off.

I didn't know if I could believe them or not… but it got me into wondering. Was he still around? He couldn't be. But in yet, he said he would come back from me. I was miles from Amity though, so what if he wasn't coming back for me? Although, he could be looking for me. In yet though, something was telling me it was just a kid playing a prank trying to get the town into panic over harmless Danny. Danny isn't back, he can't be…

"It's time for bed!" I heard me helper call in, after about 3 hours. I was already laying in my bed, but my light was on, and you weren't allowed to sleep with the light on, unless you were under five, but I hadn't seen anyone hardly younger than me in here.

She flipped out the lights, and I was shrouded in the darkness, but it didn't bother me. It kept me feeling alone, which felt good. The darkness of course was mysterious, but I liked that, I liked to feel as though anything could happen, or as though something was there, but I couldn't see it.

That wasn't always true though, because I sat up as I thought I saw something glowing. I got up, to peer over my bed, and I looked straight into those familiar eyes of Danny.

"Danny?" I asked, as I slowly reached my hand towards him, and when I blinked, he disappeared. Maybe I was going insane? No, he was there, and I knew it. Those were his green eyes I was looking into, there were no eyes like his. I got to see them again, but I wanted to keep them.

No, he wasn't there, it was in my imagination, I am letting my thoughts travel too far. I was just hoping for him to be there, that was all.

No… how could I say this? He said he would be back, he promised, but in yet, why would he come back? I did him no good, why would he return for me?

I felt the wetness of my tears sliding down my cheeks, and I didn't bother to wipe them away. Tears of pain were what they were, not only of sadness, but also of the pain that lurked inside me. I needed it to come out somehow, so even if in tears, I was going to get rid of it. Those tears weren't going to get rid of my pain though, it was there to stay. The only person that could help was Danny, since he had always helped, but he was no longer.

I had to live with that fact, no matter what I did, I was going to have sadness, and pain. No matter how hard I tried to revive myself from this tragedy, it was there to stay.

I fell back onto my bed, to try and relax, and still never bothered to clear my face free of the wetness that was starting to dry. I didn't have to though, because I felt my tears get brushed away, and I opened my eyes, still flooded with water and saw…

Ok, you all must know who it is, but still. Not sactly the best cliffie, but ya know. This wasn't exactly the best chapter in the world either, but the next one will be better. In a couple of weeks, you can read it, muahahaha! Heehee. N E how… please review!