Danny's point of view:
"Just so happy that I have people that care about me. I thought that I was all alone," I lie.
"We'll always be here for you," Star says.
"What about the A-List?"
"Fuck the A-List! They aren't are real friends. We don't even like them!" Kwan exclaims and I fake a laugh.
"I'm going to report your father since you've calmed down," Mr. Lancer says.
"You can't do that!" I yell, jumping over the couch and into his path.
"Why not?"
"He'll kill me!" I don't want my dad to kill me only because I want to choose how I die.
"Aren't you already dead?" Kwan asks.
"Only halfway."
"I have to. Besides, he can't hurt you here."
Mr. Lancer' s point of view:
"Yes he can! He's crazy! He'll do whatever it takes to kill me of I bring him down!" Tears start streaming down poor Danny's face. He looks at the ground.
"I'll make sure that he doesn't."
"How?" He looks up at me.
"I don't know. I just don't want him to hurt you agian. You have so much potential."
"Thanks, but I don't want to put anyone in danger. I should probably go." He walks past me and grabs his hoodie.
"I'm not letting you go home to a beating," I grab his wrist.
"Just...just forget that I even said anything, ok?" He pulls his wrist away from me.
"No, not ok! You can't tell anyone that you're being abused and tell them to just forget about it! I already lost a student to abusive parents. I went let it happen to you, too." Danny turns to look at me with a shocked look on his face.
"So that's why you care so much. I had no idea," he whispers.
"The other student didn't give me a chance to help her; you did and I'm going to help you. I don't want to watch another child waste away in front of me." He puts his hoodie back down and takes a seat on the couch.
"What am I supposed to do?" He asks.
"I won't report him yet, but I will have to eventually. Until then you can sleep at one of our houses."
"I don't think that I can sleep at your house."
"You can spend the night at my place," Kwan says.
"What about clothes?"
"I'm sure I can buy you a few pairs of jeans and some shirts," Star says.
"I don't want to cause any problems."
"It's fine. I'm rich, remember?"
"I know, but..."
"It's already decided," Star says.
"We will not speak of this at school and we will act as we usually do, ok?" Danny asks.
"Deal."
"Now can I have some vodka?" Danny asks.
"No."
"Why not?"
"I'm not letting you get drunk. Especially not in my house."
"So is Ecstasy out of the question?"
"Yes." He's so far gone; it'll take forever to get him back to the way he once was. We're starting with that drug problem, though. He yawns and looks at Kwan.
"We should probably go. Thank you for the soup, Mr. Lancer," Kwan says as Danny puts his hoodie back on and Star stands up.
"Yeah, thanks," She says.
"My pleasure." They leave even before I finish my sentence. Well, Danny does.
A/n I do not own Danny Phantom. I did say ' or instead of.'