Danny's point of view:
They decided to drag me to the store immediately after we left Mr. Lancer' s place, so now instead of sleeping, I'm forced to hear Star go on and on about how I should get faded jeans like I used to wear instead of black. It's harder to see blood in dark clothes. That's what I told her, and I now see the error of my ways.
"You won't be going home to that monster anymore," she says.
"Well, maybe it matches my soul," I deadpan.
"Then could you at last get a lighter colored shirt or hoodie?" I glare st her for a good five minutes before getting a shirt that looks like what I used to wear.
"Happy?" I ask and she just rolls her eyes in response. That's a very Sam like move. I know that I have got to keep my mind off of my friends until I can kill myself, but all I can think about is Sam's amethyst eyes and pretty raven locks matched with that independent attitude of hers, I just can't stop thinking about her. Especially when I know that I will joining her soon. Focus, Fenton!
"Ok, so you now six outfits. That should be ok, but are you sure that you don't want anymore?" Star asks.
"I'm fine." I didn't even want to go shopping in the first place. I mean, these people have been bullying me for as long as I can remember, so why do they suddenly care? Or is this some wicked game to make it easier for Dash to beat the shit out of me? They probably want me to feel safe around them and give me a false sense of security so that they can stab me in the back later. I guess I can play along for a little while. It's not like I'll be half alive long enough for them to try anything.
"Are you ok, Danny?" Kwan asks. I thought that he was in the bathroom.
"I'm fine."
"Are you sure cause you kind of zoned out for a minute there," Star pipes up.
"I'm just tired."
"We're just making sure because , well, you know," Star says. I don't know what she's talking about, but I just nod and pretend that I do. We pay, or rather they pay, before we leave. Kwan walks Star home before leading me to a huge house, even bigger than Mr. Lancer' s house. Inside I see elegant furniture and a happy man and woman who I assume is Kwan' s parents.
"Who is your little friend?" His mom asks, eyeing me as though I'm garbage.
"This is Danny Fenton. His parents are fighting and I said that he could spend the night until it blows over," Kwan says, wrapping his arm around my shoulder as his mother moves her gaze to him. She obviously knows that he's lying.
"Tell the truth, Kwan."
"His father is abusive." Well, he's not very good at keeping secrets. "We can't report him, though! Not yet, at least."
His mother pulls me into a comforting embrace, one that I haven't felt in forever, before saying, "Stay as long as you need."
"Thank you, Ma'am."
"Stop embarrassing the poor boy," I hear Kwan' s dad say before his mother lets me go. "You two can go upstairs." Since they didn't tell me what I can call them, I guess I'm going with 'ma'am' and 'sir.' I might as well try to behave while I'm here.
"Sorry about that," Kwan mutters.
"It's fine."
"Are you going to say anything other than 'I'm fine' and 'it's fine?'"
"Nope." He opens a door to his left and I see a huge bed and fancy looking dressers.
"This is the guest bedroom and the bathroom is right across the hall way." He picks my bag up and walks in before putting my new clothes up even though I didn't ask him to. He leaves a pair of gym shorts and a black long sleeve shirt out for me.
"Thanks." I pick the shirt up and he leaves to let me get dressed. I get dressed, but I'm not quite ready to go to sleep. I need to clear my head, but I don't want to leave until everyone falls asleep. That way I don't have to worry about anyone noticing my absence. It takes a few hours, but eventually everyone else falls asleep. I turn into Phantom before turning intangible and flying through the wall. I need to act as though I'm still ok, so I just got around at a safe distance from the ground. I'm not out for to long since I decided to not go to Sam, Jazz, or Tucker' s favorite places and I know that I probably don't have to long to fly around before someone decides to check in on me like Jazz used to do. I fly around Amity for a good two hours before going back to Kwan' s house and collapsing on the guest bed and changing back into Fenton as I drift off.