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Lovesick
Chapter Twenty
"Please, Danny. Don't make this any more difficult than it has to be," Sam said, turning her face away from him.
"But you love me, and I love you," Danny said gently.
Sam scoffed. She turned back around to face Danny and said, "You heard my grandmother. Love doesn't exist."
Danny shook his head. "You don't believe that. If you did, you would have killed me long ago."
Sam glared at him. That was true. Crap.
Danny smiled inwardly. He was getting to her. "Please, Sam. Think about what we could have—a family. You want that too, I'm sure."
Sam's expression softened somewhat. That was also true. Double crap.
"I...I can't, Danny. No matter how much I like you, I can't betray my grandmother."
Danny grinned. "So you admit it. You do love me."
Sam mentally slapped herself. She winced. "Well, yes, but-"
"But what, Sam? You can free me. We can beat Moon. Together. I know we can."
Sam turned away from him and began pacing around the room. She ran her hand through her hair, trying to soothe her frazzled nerves. Trying to decide.
She loved Danny. She wanted to be with Danny. And Danny loved her back. So what was the problem?
One word: Moon. Moon would kill her (quite literally) if she found out. But Danny promised her that they could beat Moon. Together.
Sam stopped pacing. She turned to face Danny, her hands crossed over her chest.
Danny sat tied to the chair. He tried to move to a more comfortable position, but the ropes were bound too tightly. He winced. He was starting to lose the feeling in his legs. Suddenly, he noticed Sam stop moving. He looked up.
Sam had crossed her arms over her chest and was glaring at him. Danny felt his palms get sweaty. What if she said no? What if she decided to kill him after all? He swallowed, and Sam opened her mouth to confirm his worst fears...
"Okay."
Danny stared at her, his mind blank. "What? You—you're letting me go?"
Sam held a hand up to stop him from saying anything else. "Stop. If I think about it too much, I might change my mind." She walked over to him and began untying the ropes. After a few seconds, the ropes fell around the chair, loose and no longer holding him captive.
Sam stepped back, looking guilty.
"If you hurry, you can make it out of here alive." Sam looked down at the floor, her eyes brimming with tears.
Danny laughed and tackled her. Sam looked taken aback for a moment, and when Danny leaned down to kiss her, she didn't respond for a while.
The two lovers kissed like there was no tomorrow—who knew? For them, there might not be.
Sam pulled back suddenly. "No! We have to stop my grandmother. Though if she's carrying a knife or gun, we'll have to make a run for it. I might be able to take her on, but I'm not sure. She's much more experienced than I am," Sam said breathlessly.
Danny nodded, and together, the two walked quietly across the room and out into the hallway. They had barely taken five steps when they heard someone calling after them. Sam turned around; Moon was chasing after them, along with two tall, mean looking men.
"Don't you betray me, Sam! Don't you dare!" Moon screamed.
Danny took Sam's hand and pulled her down the hallway. He stopped by a wooden door and pressed his thumb against the metal plate next to the door. The metal plate made a soft buzzing sound as it scanned his finger. The door clicked open.
Danny and Sam rushed inside. Danny took Sam's hand and pulled her up a long flight of stairs. The long, spiral staircase seem to go on forever, and Danny and Sam felt themselves tire slowly.
The door below them suddenly slammed open and Danny winced. He had forgotten to close the door.
"Stay by this door! Kill anyone who approaches, understand? No one enters this room but me!" Moon screamed at the men. The two lovers heard her heavy footsteps as Moon began to climb the stairs.
"She's going to kill you too, Sam!" Danny gasped.
"Where..are..we..going?" Sam wheezed as they climbed higher and higher.
"The Op Center. Dad installed this new way up last week," Danny replied. He was breathing deeply and he felt his leg muscles groan with every step he took.
Suddenly something flew at them. Sam screamed as it missed her ear by inches. She looked down; it was a rock! Moon had gathered rocks and was throwing them at them, hoping to knock them down.
Another rock flew past their heads, landing in front of them. Sam stepped on it and slipped; Danny sensed this and pulled her up before she could fall.
"Can't you go ghost or something?" Sam asked, sidestepping another large rock.
"No. This room is ghost-proof," Danny replied.
They finally reached a door and bent down, gasping. Danny turned the doorknob, but the door remained closed. He and Sam shared a frantic look. It was locked.
Danny rammed his shoulder into the door, but it didn't budge. He felt himself start to panic as Moon's footsteps grew closer.
"Hurry Danny, she's coming!" Sam cried. She pushed herself against the door. It didn't budge.
"On the count of three, then," Danny said as Moon's hurried footsteps grew louder. "One, two, three!"
Danny and Sam rammed into the door. It swung open, causing the two lovers to tumble inside. The Op Center was a large, oval-shaped room with control panels at the far ends of the room. The control panels sat in front of a huge window which took up the entire north wall. There was a closet on one side of the room, a broken-down refrigerator...and no way out.
"We're trapped!" Sam cried. She looked frantically around the room for another door, an escape, something. "Why did you bring us here?" She rounded on Danny.
"It was the first place I could think of!" Danny said, holding up his hands in front of him like a shield. He took a step back and a rock flew past, missing the spot where his head had been seconds ago.
The rock flew across the room and landed on a red button on one of the control panels. The window opened.
Their attention, however, was diverted to the door when Moon suddenly appeared, looking very pleased. "Ooh, a lovers quarrel."
"Grandmother, you don't have to do this. You can stop this right now," Sam said, taking a small step closer to Moon.
"Oh, Sammie. You really are weak, aren't you? I thought I could mold you into a murderer, but it seems you have your father's softness."
"No, I just don't have your killer instinct!" Sam snarled.
Moon laughed.
Sam took another step closer to her. "You're not well, grandmother. We can get you some help..."
Moon looked surprised for a moment but her face quickly hardened again. "No one can help me."
"I can. I want to help you, grandmother. I...love you," Sam said softly.
"You stupid girl! What did I tell you—love doesn't exist! IT NEVER HAS!" Moon screamed, and suddenly, she flung herself at her granddaughter.
Sam was pushed back by the force of the woman. She fell back onto the cold tile floor as Moon landed on top of her, pulling out a knife. The two women wrestled on the floor, the knife trembling between them.
"No!" Danny screamed. He lunged himself at Moon and tackled her off Sam.
Moon slid back and crashed into one of the control panels, the knife slipping out of her hand. Danny slid back with her, also crashing into the control panel.
Moon recovered first however, and bent down to retrieve her knife. Danny pushed himself up and Moon attacked him, plunging the knife's blade deep into his stomach. She let out a squeal of delight and jumped back, the knife now soaked in blood.
Danny fell to his knees, his hands clutching his stomach, blood spurting through his fingers.
"NO!" Sam screamed. She picked herself up and rushed to Danny's side. Danny had slumped down to the floor and was trembling violently.
"Please," Sam whispered. "Don't die on me, Danny."
Author's Note: Oh wow. I seriously DID NOT see that coming. Talk about a plot twist.
Now Danny is on the verge of death. Because of Moon. Will Danny die, or will he live?