Something's Not Right Here - Danny Phantom

CARI'S POV

It took about three days for the chills to go away and I was extremely depressed during those three days. I pretty much refused to talk to anyone. I locked myself in my room, lights off, and then spent the day covered in blankets trying to sleep the pain away. Every emotion hurt. Guilt, was what I felt most often. Scenes I created in my head constantly played through my dreams. Scenes where I had killed my friends because they couldn't stop me. Scenes where I destroyed Amity Park in a fit of rage. And when I wasn't feeling guilty I was longing for my ghost half. I felt and still feel so empty without it. If I put my hand over my heart I can still feel the cold beneath my skin where Danny froze my ghost core. I know that will never go away.

I hadn't even bothered to look at my phone and I was sure my parents were starting to get worried. Although they hadn't bothered to stay home for more than 7 hours at a time and they used that time to sleeping.

I was planning on migrating to the main floor sometime today and try to eat an actual meal. But before that I decided to check my phone. The whole lock screen was covered in notifications. I had 32 emails and 64 texts. Most of them were from Sam Danny and Tucker. It took a long time to read through all of them.

They were all so amazing. I read Sam's first. Most of the messages were her yelling in all caps "CALL ME!" but eventually she started sending me these paragraphs which consisted of her telling me how everything is going to be okay and that everyone is really worried about me. I smiled as I read them. They were something that I really needed.

Tucker's texts were mostly cat pictures and Internet memes. I guess that was his way of trying to cheer me up.

It worked.

Danny's texts really hit home though. I guess it's because he understands what it's like to be forced to do things under the influence of mind control and he has an idea of what it would be like to lose your ghost half. That's just one thing Sam and Tucker will never understand. It took me a while to stop crying after I had finished reading all of their messages, but all of my tears were bitter sweet. Having a ghost half fills so much of your life and becomes part of your whole being. Losing it feels like you've lost half your heart and like you no longer have anything to live for. It took me a while to stop crying after I had finished reading all of their messages, but all of my tears were bitter sweet since I was also grinning like an idiot while I continued to stare at the screen.

With my newfound motivation I decided it would be a good time to try to eat something. So I wrapped my favorite blanket (it's awesome it has really cool flame designs on it. Plus it's really soft.) around my shoulders and headed for the kitchen. And my amazing balancing skills helped my run into the side of the kitchen doorway. I continued on, to the fridge with my now bruised shoulder and pulled out a bowl of pasta.

It wasn't till after I had heated it up and sat down at the counter that I realized four people were watching me from the living room. Danny, Sam, Tucker, and my mom were all sitting together watching me. So being the genius that I am I gawked at them, then looked at my pasta, and then looked back at them. "Uhh were you guys just sitting there watching me make pasta? In complete silence?" I asked sounding extremely confused.

"Well that wasn't our intention but ya I guess we were." My mom said as she stood up. "I'm glad to see your finally eating. I wish you'd agree to see a doctor. I really think you should go."

"I'm fine mom I think I'm over it." I said jamming my fork into the pasta. "What are you guys doing here?" I asked looking at my friends.

"Uhh you've kinda been M.I.A. for three days. What did you expect uis to do?" Sam asked.