He was taken back a bit by what I said. He looked at me puzzled.
"What do you mean by that?" he asked. I was now sitting up in my bed. I didn't want to talk any further but my mouth kept talking.
"You hate me yet you're taking care of me" I slurred a bit. I really wanted to fall asleep and stop talking. "Why do you care then?" I asked looking at him waiting desperately for an answer from him. I looked at him. He's tall, muscular but lean, beautiful. His dark almost black hair falls in a medium wavy manner. It's lazily slicked back. His confused face while he slicks it back with his hands. I waited for his answer while admiring him.
"God damn Diana I don't fucking know" he sighed frustrated. "Maybe you remind me of my mom, my sister, maybe because you need it cause you've rarely had someone who cared for you maybe I'm actually a good fucking person" he laughed at what he said himself. "God damnit Diana I don't know ok, just let me take care of you for once" he pleaded.
I was astonished of what he just said. I blinked a few times to soak in what he just said . I just stared at him. He was heaving from ranting about why he was caring for me. He was about to speak again but I stopped him.
"It's ok Danny I guess I've been a bitch to you and I understand." I meant every word even though I was drunk and half asleep. I could see him smile.
"Go to sleep D." He said softly. Tucking a lock of hair behind my ear. I nodded and laid back down. I closed my eyes.
"Thank you Danny" I smiled before the darkness took over me.
Danny's POV
"Thank you Danny" what Diana said kept replaying my in my head. That's the most civilized conversation we've had in a year. I smiled to myself. I need to gain her trust. I walked back downstairs. They boys being rowdy again. I sighed.
"We need to do something about Jacob." I said loudly enough so it wouldn't echo. They all got serious. Michael nodded.
"I say we kill him right away." Freddy said. I shook my head.
"No he needs a slow death." Brahms said. We all nodded in agreement. I started thinking. Then I got an idea as they were conversing theirs.
"Hey what if we do the same thing but actually kill him" I suggested. Michael took it into consideration.
"How about you call him with your mask and costume and we're your get away." Michael suggested. "You have more pent up anger and jealously with him." Michael smirked. I scoffed.
"I hate the fucker so what" I tried to defend myself. They all laughed in my face.
"Someone got a crush" Brahms teased. I lunge at him and he popped up and started running away from me. I finally got him in a head lock and the rest of the boys were betting on who is going to win.
"I got my money on Danny" I heard a feminine voice. I turned and saw Marley. She looked almost exactly like Diana just older. Everyone went quiet and stared at her. Brahms and I kept on fighting. He was struggling.
"Uncle! Uncle! God damnit!" Brahms gave up since he couldn't breathe. I let go of him and we got up. I helped him up off the floor.
"You boys get some sleep now it's 3 in the morning." She said in a motherly tone.
"Ok mom" Michael joked. She smacked the back of his head. It's funny to see Michael and Marley joke around like their siblings, it's almost looks like Diana and him.
"Watch your tone boy" she said jokingly. We all went downstairs to sleep, well I couldn't sleep because I couldn't stop thinking about Diana all night. She's on my mind every second of the day. I can't stop thinking about how much I hate her, how annoying she is, how pretty her eyes are, how pretty her hair is, how her smile is so, so perfect, and- stop thinking about her. Her voice is music to my ears, her big eyes are as green as as the grass after it rains, her brown hair is as smooth as silk, her freckles complement her defined face.
Is she my obsession?

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FanfictionDiana Fox just got kicked out of her toxic household and is now living with her sister. This means she has to move schools. She ends up finding very good friends and a frenemy. Danny Johnson and Diana Fox hated each other, yet, he was friends with h...