Danny's point of view:
Mr. Lancer gives us all a bowl of soup. Maybe if I tell them that I'm Phantom, they will stop following me long enough for me to commit suicide. God, I can't think straight. Mr. Lancer leaves the room and I notice Star and Kwan staring at me.
"What?" I ask, already halfway finished with my soup.
"What happened to you? I mean, I know that you got abused, but you closely resemble a skeleton," Star says.
"It's part of my punishment. I don't get anything to eat and I get locked up in the old lab that no one has fixed since the accident. The one that killed not only Sam and Tucker, but my mother and Jazz as well. It left me with several scars since I was walking down the stairs when it happened. I didn't want any pity, so I told everyone at school that mom went to a science convention and Jazz went to college since that's where they were supposed to be even it happened. It killed me on the inside and turned him into a monster. It's really bad down there cause we couldn't get the blood off of the walls. We asked that it be kept silent for my sake, but I just didn't want everyone reminding me about it by saying how sorry they are for me," I say, reliving the tragic incident in my mind as I remember every gruesome detail. Sam screaming my name, mom yelling at everyone to get out, how dad had pushed me to get out of the lab, he made it, but blames everyone's death.
"I'm so sorry," I hear Mr. Lancer say from next to me.
"I relive it every time I close me eyes. That's what my nightmare was. I can't go back to face my dad again. I can't take another beating. I can't take being locked up in the lab again. I can't take it anymore!"
Star's point of view:
I watch as the poor boy curls up into a ball and starts sobbing. Every time a sob escapes his throughout, a violent shake erupts his body. Mr. Lancer awkwardly tries to calm him down, but I can tell that this will be in vain. Danny is probably reliving it in his mind and we are helpless to snap him out of it. After about an hour, Danny calms down and completely downs a water that Mr. Lancer had brought in here with him.
"I'm sorry. I didn't want anyone to see me like this," Danny says, wiping the tears off of his face.
"Don't be ashamed. You're showing how much you care for your friends and family," Kwan says. I guess Danny hearing that come from an A-Lister makes him feel less embarrassed about it because he smiles Kwan.
"You're right, I care very much for my family because Sam and Tucker are like my family and my dad isn't." He smiles proudly as though this is the best thing in the world.
"They may not be able to be there for you anymore, but we are here for you," Mr. Lancer says.
"Thank you," Danny mutters. "But I don't need your help."
"Really? Because from I've heard, you've been caught in an explosion, lost everyone that you cared about, you're being beaten, you're almost a skeleton. It sounds like you need a lot of help." That was cold, but it seems to have worked because Danny wraps his arms around me since I was closer to him.
"You're right! I need help!" Danny cries into my shoulder.
"Take your hoodie off and show us what you where going to show us earlier," Mr. Lancer says. Danny hesitantly removes his hoodie and shows several gruesome scars aand I can see where his dad cut him with a blade, or maybe it's self inflicted.
"I'm..."
A/n I do not own Danny Phantom. Sorry, I couldn't resist but to leave it off here. Oh, and he's not only about to tell them that he's Phantom, but one other thing as well, or Instead of.