Hurting You, Killing Me

by KelciLynn

"I was supposed to be a superhero, and superheroes just don't cry. I'd had my fair share of cuts and bruises over the years, due to hunting ghosts. I'd been seriously maimed and not once had I shed a tear...until that night." If you had to choose between two people that you love, what would you choose?

17. Something Goes Wrong

Hurting You, Killing Me:

Chapter Sixteen:

A/N: So sorry it's so short, working on a longer one.

Kitty's POV:

It was late when Danielle woke up again. Johnny and I were prepared; or so we thought; with the trashcan this time. It was nearly one in the morning and we were both still worried, though we would never have let Danielle know.

However, it wasn't until she began vomiting up ectoplasm that we got really worried. She was retching loudly into the trashcan, sitting on Johnny's lap so that he could hold the trashcan for her, when I noticed it.

"Johnny," I whispered, sounding panicked even to my own ears. He looked up at me and I pointed to the trashcan. He peered down around Danielle and his eyes grew wide in shock.

Danielle finished throwing up and fell back against Johnny's chest, her head lolling to one side. Johnny looked at me and his eyes were fierce, "Call Danny," he said.

"Johnny, it's nearly one in the-"

"Hell, if I care. Call him. Now," he demanded, leaving no room for further argument. I took my cellphone into the hallway and closed the door behind me, listening to Johnny quietly comforting Danielle.

I quickly scrolled down to Danny's number and pressed call. He answered before the first ring was even finished. "Hello?"

"Danny, something's wrong..."