a/n: I know I'm updating really fast, but I keep getting ideas. When I start a story I never stop. Have fun reading. I don't own Danny Phantom *sobs*.
Danny?-chapter 3
I hear sobs coming from Danny's room. Is he in pain? I thought he was healing!
I run up the stairs to his room.
As I walk over the threshold, I see him staring at me, wide-eyed. He goes into a defensive fighting stance.
I am severely confused. Then, it hits me.
Danny is afraid. My baby boy is afraid of me. The realization hits me, hard. What have I done to him? I've made my little boy scared of what his mother was going to do to him!
"I'm not gonna hurt you sweetie pie." I say, plastering a fake smile to my face.
"Y-y-you're not?" he whispers.
"No!" I all but scream.
"What if I don't believe you?" He says, coldly.
"I'm your mother and I love you." I say, hurt.
He seems to elax a little. At that moment I hear the front door burst open. Coming from downstairs I hear, "Honey, I'm hoooome! And I brought fudge!"
I smile. Then, I frown. How is Jack going to handle this? Danny's face blanches. He's even more scared of his father.
I need to think of an explanation fast! No! It's too late. But I can't tell him the truth yet! Danny barely trusts me, now!
I'm running out of time to find something to say. I hear my husband's feet going up the steps. Thump! Thump! Thump!
When I turn around, Danny's gone.