Hurting You, Killing Me
Chapter Fourteen:
Danny's POV:
Of all times for Kitty to call, I had to be out on a date with Sam. Of course, we were driving home by the time she called, but that didn't stop Sam from glaring at me silently when I answered.
"Kitty?" I answered, simply for the benefit of Sam, so that she would know who I was talking to.
"Danny," she choked, sounding on the verge of tears.
"Kitty, what's wrong?" I asked, my own voice shaking somewhat now.
"Danielle is sick."
"Sick?" I asked. "Sick how?"
"She's...she's throwing up. Johnny and I were wondering if that was normal for a...a half-ghost."
I tried to think clearly, but it was hard with Sam glaring at me and with Kitty sounding so worried. "Well, I've never...I haven't gotten sick like that since before...the accident."
I heard Kitty's gasp and I could almost feel her worry through the phone, so I quickly continued. "But I don't think it's anything but, you know, the flu."
"Have you been sick before?"
"Yeah, with a cold. Don't worry. I'm sure...I'm sure she'll be fine in a few days."
"Well...okay," Kitty said slowly.
I knew she was about to hang up, but I wanted to be sure that she knew that I still wanted her to call me if anything happened. "Kitty?" I asked softly.
"Yes?"
"Call me if she gets worse," I said, my voice barely louder than a whisper.
"I will." And then she hung up. Slowly, I lowered my phone from my ear and slipped it back into my pocket, sighing as I heard Sam take a breath, preparing to speak.
"Who's sick?" she asked, her voice oddly calm.
"Danielle..." I replied, keeping my eyes trained on the road, my hands tensing on the steering wheel.
"Oh?" Sam said. "Sick how?" she asked, mimicking my words from earlier.
"She's throwing up," I explained, feeling uncomfortable talking about this with her.
"You're not going to go rushing off into the Ghost Zone?"
"No... I'm actually I'm kind of tire. I'll probably go to bed after I get home."
"Oh, okay," Sam said.
I pulled into her driveway and stopped the car. "Goodnight," I said.
"Goodnight, Danny." She climbed out of the car without leaning over to kiss me goodnight. It was then that I finally realized that she was changing.
My parents were in bed when I got home, so I went up to my room quietly, crawling into bed. I hated myself. I should be halfway to Kitty and Johnny's lair by now, but I was being a coward and hiding in my bedroom. I wasn't a superhero.