DanFiction^2

Broken Bodies

"Sad goblins can't get me if I'm on crack cocaine."

-A high school history teacher who, we have no evidence to believe he isn't, might be God.

Arin's POV

I wake up and hear a loud bang in the hall and jump up. I scramble out of the bedroom to see two figures and I feel my heartbeat increase as I hear a sickeningly loud crunch as one of the figures bring what looks to be a baseball bat to another. As I get closer I see the smaller figure come more into focus, it's the bitch from earlier, fucking uh. Samara? 

"Oopsie, looks like you can't go anywhere." She giggles and anger explodes inside me before I lean forward and grab the end of the bat mid-swing. She grunts as she turns around and sees me. Out of the corner of my eye I see Dan hit the floor and my breathing gets impossibly fast as she tries to get the bat free from my grip. I twist it out of her hand and fear flashes in her eyes.

"Fucking NO! This isn't how this is supposed to go! HE'S SUPPOSED TO MINE! YOU WEREN'T SUPPOSED TO BE HERE! SHE SHOULD HAVE KILLED YOU!" She screams and I stumble away taken aback.

"What the hell are you talking about" I stammer and her face twists as she backs into the wall.

"This isn't right. None of this is right. Why are they doing this to me?" She mumbles to herself before her face twists back into a smile. "It doesn't matter. What they think doesn't matter. I'll write my own ending. And you my dear Arin Hanson, aren't. Fucking. In. It." She says and steps towards me. I grip the bat tighter but to my surprise she steps closer to Dan. She pulls a knife out of her waist band and kneels beside him.

"Put the bat down and take five steps back." She says and I gulp as she brings the knife to Dan's throat. "Do it NOW Arin, or I will fucking do it. Believe me I don't want to but if I can't have him you sure as hell can't, NOW STEP THE FUCK BACK." She says bringing the knife closer and I drop the bat and step back clumsily. 

"Good boy, now I know you keep a gun in this house, go be a dear and fetch it, and don't even think about shooting me." She says and I blink at her as I quickly run to the bedroom and grab the handgun we keep in our nightstand. As I walk back out delight is painted all over her face. 

"Oh lovely, what an obediant boy!" She squeals and then her face turns more grim. "So Arin, you boys have been through quite a bit wouldn't you say?" She says dropping Dan's hands and spinning the knife around her fingers. "The whole shot glass accident took quite the toll on your little boyfriend didn't it?" She asks as she runs the knife across Dan's cheek. "Remember when you said you wish it was you? Well I am giving you a once in a life time opportunity. You get to choose my dear, you... or him? You get two minutes to decide, but you either shoot yourself or I slit his throat. Understand?" The words make my knees buckle, the gun falling to my feet. 

"You're a sick bastard." I muster and she cackles.

"Oh I know Arin, but you can't blame  me, they made me this way. You strip people of their power, they're going to revolt." She says and sits down beside Dan putting his head in her lap. "Tick tock dear." she says and I work the gun between my fingers feeling it's weight. I can't let him die, he's the love of my life and without him I wouldn't truly be living anyway. I turn the safety off and she giggles.

"Thank god, if you had chose him I would have had to kill you anyway, then they'd lose their power over me." She says and sets the knife down as I bring the gun to my lips. I see Dan stir under her and mumble. She smacks him telling him to shut up and suddenly the events catch up with me. If I do this, I'd be leaving Dan with this psychopath. I can't shoot her, if I were to miss, Dan is right there, not to mention what the sound would do to his ears. Whatever I do I have to decide fast, he is bleeding, a lot. She strokes his hair as she watches me with way too much delight. Then it hits me.

"How do you expect to get away with this?" I ask pulling the gun out and she looks up confused.

"What do you mean? I already have?" She says and I smirk at her.

"There are clear signs of a break in, a dead body, a broken knee cap, and a clear show of struggle in the hallway. And we are pretty well-known YouTubers, they'd be hunting for you until the day you die." Her face twists as she ponders this. "Quite frankly Samara, killing me wouldn't even solve your problem, you talk about how they are controlling all of this? Then why would killing me solve it. They would only kill me if they wanted to. The only way for you to be free is for you to get out of the story. You know they'd never let you be with him Samara, you're a nobody, a background character. All you are is plot." As I speak I realize the voice is barely my own. Tears fill her eyes as I continue. "No matter how hard you try Samara you will never be the main character, you are nothing but an obsessive fan. You really wanna escape them? Here." I say and toss her the gun. She picks it up in shaking hands and stares at it, tears spilling down her cheeks onto Dan's head. I stand up and grab the bat as she stares at the handgun, so in thought that she doesn't see me approaching her. I swing, directly at her head and she falls back with a thud. Then I keep going, barely having any control of my actions. I keep swinging over and over and over again. Each hit coming with a crack that makes my stomach churn. 

But I can't stop. I'm so angry at her for the damage she's done to us. For everything that has happened to us. "Why do we deserve the hell that we've been put through? I'm so tired of the hospitals. Of the blood. Of it all. I just want us to be happy. Why is that so fucking hard?" I scream, each sentence delivering another hit to her skull. Until my arms give out, the bat falls to the blood-covered floor and weakly I reach for my phone and dial the way too familiar number to get an ambulance. As they say they are on their way, I suddenly feel so weak, and everything gets blurry. Every muscle in my body gives out and I feel my head hit Dan's chest before everything goes black.