I stayed at prom for three hours. Sam and I danced a lot and kissed and stuff. Tucker and Star made out by the spiked punch bowl. It was great for the time that we had.
Then it kind of went to shit.
Cameron had been leaning against a tree in her silver sequined prom dress with white converse, looking as if she wanted to tell me something. She came over and dragged me out to the dance floor for a dance. The music was loud enough so that whatever she had to say, only I would be able to hear it.
"Cam, I kind of have a girlfriend now…" I said awkwardly. She flinched, like that upset her but she sighed. "Everyone here is lying to you, Danny." She whispered in my ear, under the guise that she was resting her head on my shoulder. I looked around. It appeared that everyone was watching me closely, but at the same time wasn't.
"…What do you mean?" I still asked. I could hear her inhale and exhale a few times and feel her breath on my neck. "D. He's a ghost." She whispered.
I almost stopped dancing. "He wants you apart of his army of the suicides. Making sure that he never feels depression. He's also my brother." She said, sounding sheepish.
"Why does your brother want to kill me?" I asked.
"One, you are depressed, two…you are powerful. A couple days ago he revealed your identity to all of Amity. Everyone knows. They all want you to be okay, and they are going to make sure you are okay so they don't have a guilty conscious. Sam doesn't really want to be with you. She pities you." Cam finished. The music stopped and I looked into her eyes, seeing that everything she was saying was true. Everyone left the dance floor for the crowning of the king and queens.
"Cam, cause a scene. I just need to get out of here." I said. I felt cheated and-and lied to. I wanted to just crawl under a rock and escape all of my problems.
"I got you." She said as Star's name was called for Prom Queen. "This isn't fair!" She suddenly screeched, stomping away from me. Everyone's sideways glances at me left and all of their attention was off of me.
Perfect. The perfect exit from this dance. No one was paying attention to me and I was good to go.
I quickly sprinted into the forest, not seeing the pair of yellow eyes that followed my every move.
Sam's POV
"This isn't fair! I should be prom queen! Not this selfish witch!" Cameron screeched. It was so uncharacteristically Cameron that I stopped her. "What are you doing?" I hissed.
"I'm helping out a friend." She sneered. I stepped back. "Well stop. We have to make this night perfect for Danny." I whispered. She stopped, all emotions leaving her face. Her eyes glowed yellow and her body crumpled to the ground. D was now staring me directly in the face, a smirk on his lips.
"Who do you think I'm helping?" He asked, laughing. Everyone stopped, pale faced. I glared. "What did you do?" I said, my anger heightening.
"Me? I just told the truth with a dash of a lie. Told him how everyone knew his secret. That everyone was lying to him. Even you."
My face fell. I dropped my eyes to the ground in sadness. He was right.
"You only got with him to make him happy." D started circling him. "You didn't want to be with him until he told you straight that he was okay. That he wanted to be better. You can't be with someone who is broken." He laughed.
"Stop it." I said quietly, starting to shake. "When he kissed you, you felt the old Danny. That if he was with you, he would be okay. You love him and you thought that you could fix him. Sounds familiar." He said, casting a glance at Stella.
"Stop…" I whispered, feeling my eyes burn. I don't cry.
"You lied to your best friend. You are no better than me." D smiled evilly. I punched him in the nose.
Everyone gasped in shock.
"While at the time that may have been true," I started, my voice shaky, "I did want to fix him, but I realized, D, that Danny is able to fix himself. He is able to overcome many things and win battles no one else could. I do love him. I do want to be with him even if he is broken. He's strong. He's stronger than you ever will be." I finished, my hands in fists at my sides.
D looked shocked, but his face perked up and he laughed.
He laughed at all of us.
"You say this, but you are already too late…" He smirked, disappearing.
What did he mean by that? What happened? I looked around for Danny, but he was nowhere to be found. Footprints leading to town were in the meadow to my left. Danny was in trouble but I wasn't anywhere I could help him.
Damn it Depression.
"Wait!" I called, but he was gone. "Sam, what do we do?" Stella asked. I shook my head. "I don't know…first things first, Find Danny!" I said. Tucker nodded and started sprinting in the direction that he saw footprints in the grass.
"Cameron! Cameron wake up." I shook the passed out girl on the floor, who gasped and stood, almost hitting her forehead on mine.
"Sam! You gotta help Danny!" She gasped out. I placed my hands on her shoulders. "He was in your head, so you had to be in his…what happened?"
"Even when he left I could still feel him. Still see what he was thinking…seeing what Danny was doing." Cameron said, starting to shake.
"What is Danny doing?" I hissed. She shook her head. "He isn't, you know, trying to end it all, but one of D's minions has him. They are going to force all of D's depression onto Danny." Cameron finished.
"…What do you mean?"
"Everyone of his minions is going to put on their feelings of sadness until its too much and he's being to die. He said he's doing it in front of everyone." Cameron finished, her face pale. "The connections gone now, but he's outside of the town hall."
Just then, a scream pierced the air of Amity.
Danny.
Danny's POV
I was hit in the face again when I tried to struggle out of the ropes. "This isn't fair of a fight, you know." I glared, spitting blood onto the pavement.
"My master has big plans for tonight, he doesn't want you to screw it up." The minion spat. I rolled my eyes.
"Danny!" D's voice rang out from the dark. "You know you are literally a penis right?" I sassed, rolling my eyes. "How rude." Depression said.
"I remember everything you know. The graveyard when I first met you, all of it." I hissed. Depression nodded. "Yeah, I know. But you won't for long. You are about to feel the worst pain you've ever felt!" Depression said enthusisastically, sending a blue cloud. When I enhaled it, I gasped. My heart felt heavy and my mind played an image.
"What's up, Dyl! Too bad you are such a fucking dork!" A boy with blond hair threw me to the ground.
"Just leave me alone!" I screeched. "No. You are such a fucking waste of space. Go kill yourself, then maybe you'll be cool." The bully grinned.
I was kicked in the chest multiple times before they ceased and left me on the ground. My jacket was torn and you could see the many cuts on my arms.
"Stop!" I gasped, feeling my eyes well up with tears. Depression smirked. "You are feeling the night that I committed suicide. And you will feel the nights of all my armies."
I stood up and threw up blood, letting the tears stream down my cheek. I wanted to go say goodbye to my little sister, but I knew that I couldn't.
So I took out the knife and placed vertical cuts on my arms. This was it.
This was the end.
I screamed as I felt the pain of the cuts. My vision blurred, but somehow I felt relief. "Stop!" I said, the sadness being too much.
"John, Sally, Hit him with what you've got!" Depressions smirk got brighter as Sally and John both hit me with the night temptation allowed them to die.
I didn't even try to force back my tears.
One by one, everyone one of the minions piled on their grief. I had long since fallen to the floor in despair, not knowing how to handle it.
"Pause." Depressions voice finally said through the air. He walked up to me, grabbing me by the hair. I was sobbing and I was a wreck. "Please…make it stop." I whispered.
Depression almost looked sympathetic. "…are you ready to become part of my army?" He asked.
"Never." I sobbed. "Then I won't make it stop."
The memories hit me full force, some of them being my own. The time that I almost died was thrust upon my mind and I hit the ground hair, screaming in pure emotional pain. I could hear people starting to gather around the barrier, gasps filling the air.
"Dylan stop!" Cameron suddenly yelled. "Why little sister!" Depression gasped, pausing the memories, but I couldn't stop crying. "This isn't you." Her voice was sad. "This is a monster those bullies made you to be. This isn't who you are. You are just like the ones that made you kill yourself!" She said. I could feel blood seeping through my clothes, realizing then that the cuts that were happening in my mind, were happening to my body.
I continued to cry, the ropes having been taken away long ago, getting up, much to the surprise of some of the minions.
"I'm nothing like them." D hissed.
"You are every-everything like them." I hiccupped. "You w-wouldn't make m-me go th-through this if you w-weren't." I said, my voice cracking.
"How do you have the energy to stand?" He asked in surprise, grabbing me by the hair. "I am stronger than you." I whispered. He glared.
"Give it all to him!" He growled. "But sir, that will kill him."
"Kill him, he's not worth my time."
Cameron looked at me and nodded, I knew that I was going to be okay, that this was a distraction. I may not make it out alive, but I'm going to defeat my demons anyway.
Nothing could have prepared me for what happened next.
All the memories of every minion flooded my memory, making me knees buckle and sending me to the floor. I tried to keep quiet, but broken sobs filled the air as the memories took their toll on my body. "What's going on?" D suddenly asked.
I knew the plan was working.
The minions were disappearing one by one. "You are giving a living person your burden, so it is disappearing, brother. You are going to be free." Cameron said, her hand in my hair. Depressions scream filled the air as the last of the memories went into my brain and the pain stopped. I sniffed and sighed, feeling tired.
I knew that if I fell asleep that I wouldn't wake up again. "Thanks." I whispered, my voice hoarse. All the sadness was gone and with it the pain.
"Danny! Stay with us okay! You are going to be fine. The ambulance is on its way." Sam said, taking her place next to me, her dress torn and ripped. "I'll be fine anyway, Sammy. I love you." I whispered, not having the energy to take her hand.
Sam kissed my lips, tears starting to well up in her eyes. "You can't close your eyes!" She screamed.
That was the last thing I saw and heard.
Short chapter but the story isn't over! Yet….. (;