Danny Phantom Fan Fiction ❯ Save Me From The Darkness ❯ Chapter 7

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

The next morning as Danny headed off to school he wondered what would happen with the small girl while he was gone. Sam hadn't been as attached to him as she had been the day prior, almost as if she were unsure of him now. She wasn't scared of him, that had been quite certain as she had curled up close to him in the bed last night, but she had been different when she had looked at him that morning. The Goth had had a look in her eyes, as if she were examining him with her large amethyst eyes while he grabbed clothing for that morning. He was sure that after he had left the room last night to clear away the ice that something had been said to Jazz by the raven haired teen, but when he had asked his sister at breakfast she had blown it off, stating that Sam had only spoken about nothing major.

Truthfully it had been pretty big in her eyes, but had been afraid of how Danny would feel knowing that the Goth had thought she had done something to upset her brother. Instead she had just told him to watch how he reacted around the small female. Knowing that his mother would take care of the small girl he shook his head to clear away the worries, though they never went far when it concerned Sam. She had become someone very important to him in a matter of days, no, more of when he had first laid eyes on her. Before her entrance in his life he had been rather attracted to Paulina, a very popular girl in his school, but once he had seen Sam he had almost forgot the Latina that he had a crush on. He still liked her, but for some reason Sam seemed to find her way into his thoughts.

Looking up he noted that Tucker was waiting for him just down the street with said female standing close to him. They seemed to be talking about something, the dark skinned male nodding at whatever the female teen said. He couldn't hear what they were saying, but once he got closer she seemed to forget that Tucker was there as her teal eyes lit up upon seeing him.

"Hi Danny!" she cried out with a smile, his friend shrugging his shoulders at the confusion on the halfa's face. She immediately clung to him, her eyes bright as she dragged him with her towards their school. He found himself forgetting the small girl in his home as the most popular girl in school talked about how she hadn't seen him in forever and that they should hang out more, while Tucker just shook his head. He had a feeling that Paulina had realized that the halfa wasn't drooling over her as he had in the past and wanted to keep all her little puppies on a leash. While he himself had thought the girls at his school were pretty, he didn't really hang too close to the popular ones since they were rather harsh to him. He didn't understand the urge to be used by someone who would just kick him to the sidelines when you couldn't give them what you commanded of them. In short... he was not a big fan of the girl dragging his friend away.

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Jeremy walked into the kitchen, unaware that days before when he had had Sam thrust into the hole that she was no longer in there, his eyes narrowing on the small hidden door. She hadn't made a sound according to his servants and while his wife had gone out to shop he had decided to check on the small Goth. Calling one of his male servants to his side he issued his orders, telling the male to bring his daughter to the living room before heading out. The servant nodded, moving to do just that, a small key pulled from a rack close to where the girl had been kept. Unlocking it, he had expected to find the raven haired child passed out from days without food, but what he had found was an empty space instead. His brown eyes grew wide, fear flickering in the depths.

What would he tell his master? The man would surely beat him for the disappearance of the girl and he didn't want to be on the receiving end of that tirade. Still, he had no choice since his master would be waiting for him so with a sigh he headed into the living room where Jeremy sat in his recliner. His eyes were closed, his head tipped back as he enjoyed a glass of brandy, the small glass in his fingers. He looked relaxed at the moment, but when the blond haired male grew irate, he was like a bomb and destruction would be all that was left in his wake.

"Um, sir," he said, his voice shaking slightly as the eyes of his master opened slightly, the blue turning to ice when he noticed that the man before him was alone.

"Where is the girl?" he asked, his hand tightening slightly on his glass. "I do not care if she is passed out or unable to get in here. Drag her by her hair, but bring me my daughter!" he bellowed, the male before him shaking, but not moving to do as he asked. Jeremy emptied his drink down his throat before throwing the empty container at the cowering male. "Do you have a hearing problem?!"

"S-She is-s..." he managed, his throat closing up at the malice in the blue eyes of his master. "She is gone, sir." He backed away after relaying that bit of information, the male before him blinking at those words, as if they were so hard to swallow, before asking him to repeat himself. "She is no-ot in the hole, sir."

"WHAT?!" he raged, his voice shaking the very foundation of the large home. "HOW DID SHE GET OUT?!" The servant shook his head, still shaking at the sight of his master standing up, his face red and a vein bulging on his right temple. The door to the home opened, a very perplexed red head entering the home. She had just been pulling up when she had heard her husband yelling and when she came into the room, his blue eyes turned to her. She nearly took a step back at the murder she could see in those blue depths.

"What on Earth has you so upset?" she managed to ask, his form so straight that she was sure he would break in half.

"What is wrong?! WHAT IS WRONG?!" he yelled, her eyes growing wide. "Your fucking brat has escaped from her damn hole!" She opened her mouth, but closed it promptly when her husband turned his attentions on the male before him. He said nothing, his body rigid as he glared at the servant before all hell broke loose. Taking a small desk lamp from the table next to him he went after the servant, knocking the male out with a single blow before bashing his head in with the damaged light fixture. Pamela took a step back from her husband. She couldn't understand. Sam had gone missing before and they always found her rather quickly. The small girl never got far, not with the little they fed her and the simple fact that she could not have left the grounds. The house was locked with a key that only she and her husband had on them, the wall outside too high to climb up and with sharp stones littered in it to keep her from even wanting to go that way.

He turned on her now, his clothing stained with blood as he stood with his back to the most certainty dead servant. "Clean that shit up or so help me, Pamela, I will leave you in that same state!" He stomped off, his phone to his ear as he barked off terse orders to the person on the other side. His wife shuddered at the chill that crept over her body as he passed. She looked over at the male, hoping that he wasn't dead, though he would be better off dead if Jeremy didn't want anyone to blab and this male would probably do just that. It was one thing to pay off your help to turn the other head with punishing your child so harshly, but another to try and kill the person holding that secret. Sighing she called several servants to take care of the prone form. She needed to find her daughter or there would be hell to pay, but first she needed to find out how the small girl had managed to escape.

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Said girl was currently sitting in the Fenton's living room, huddled on the couch in black jeans and a long sleeved lavender top. She was waiting for this friend of Maddie, the one that would help keep her from having to go back to her house. She shuddered at that thought. Surely her parents had realized that she was gone. It had been days and while they were never ones to check on her, they would come to collect her from the hole as they would need to give her something to eat before they took her out for another showing. She was the way they would get more money, her husband to be being the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow for the pair. They were wealthy, but even that would run out one day. She wondered how long it would be before they located her and while she knew they would, she doubted that they would look for her here.

The Fenton's themselves were wealthy, something she couldn't figure out since they didn't live all that lavishly, but she knew they had to have money with all the inventions she had seen down in the lab. She had only gone there once, when everyone in the home had been asleep and she had been unable to sleep. It had been last night that she had crept around, more of ensuring that her new sanctuary was safe, and had found the lab. The large door in that room had drawn her, called her, and she had almost reached out to touch the button on the right side of that large door, but thinking twice about what was behind that door she had stopped. After alleviating her fears, as the family she was with had everything on lockdown, she had crept back to Danny's room and had fallen asleep. Now she sat, listening for the door, wondering when she would have to talk about what had transpired in her parent's house and at their hands. Maddie had made sure that her friend would be there after Danny had gone to school, the Goth distancing herself and her emotions from the boy who had saved her. After all, when this person came then so would the fact that she would have to leave.

She worried that he would be caught in the crossfire that was sure to start when all of the abuse was out in the open and after how upset he had been when she had asked for him to leave so she could bare her darkest secret, she knew he would hate her even more for that secret. While his mother had assured her such feelings during such a revolting act were natural, she still felt that the halfa would look at her with disgust for allowing those things to happen and for her body to like them. The doorbell rang loudly around her and with a slight jump, her heart pounding roughly in her chest, she moved to make a run for it. She couldn't do it! She was afraid that the woman would take her back to her parents! As she turned the corner to run upstairs she ran into a wall, well, a human wall. She didn't fall though, arms came around her and she looked up to find Jack's blue gaze.

While other males touching her put her at unease, disgust rising in her stomach, she found that this man in front of her didn't really bother her. It was strange. He was a strange male, like those at those parties, but he never touched her inappropriately. The first time that she had met him she had seen the sadness in his eyes. It was like he could read her and while she could see that he was rather clueless in other aspects, she felt that he would protect her as the rest of his family would. Even now, he kept his hands on her arms as he looked down at her. "Hey, kiddo," he said with a smile. "Trying to run from the fear?" She thought about lying, but judging by those blue eyes looking at her she knew it would be futile and nodded.

He crouched down to her level, his hands still on her upper arms loosely. "You could run, but what good would it do when you know that they only way you can keep yourself safe is to tell your story?" She hadn't really thought about it like that, but then again, she wasn't sure she could be saved even if she told it. "You're not the only one afraid of someone hurting them, someone that should be standing there defending you. When you speak, it's not just your voice, but those who can't speak because they no longer have a voice or even those who are still in that position that you were once in that are afraid of letting the world see the darkness of those moments." She blinked. She was speaking for others by telling her side of the story? Sure, she knew from what Maddie had told her that there were others out there in the shadows enduring such violence as rape, but to think that another child like her was held in the claws of their family enduring such vulgarity?

"Okay," she said softly. He smiled broader.

"We know that it is scary for you, but if anything were to happen to you we would grieve it." At her confusion he explained. "You may be a stranger to us, but all of us feel like you are part of our family, another child for me and my wife. We feel a connection to you and Danny, he seems to feel the strongest or he wouldn't have done something as illegal as break into your home." She felt the burn of tears at that thought. Yes, the halfa had really put his neck out for her. He had come to her aid when she had been nothing more than another child to him and then his family, his family had opened their arms and home to her with no other expectation of her. Would she repay their love with running away from what she knew needed to be done? She had never had one person on her side, ever, and now she had five people willing to go to bat for her.

She turned from him and with him behind her she headed back into the living room where a pale looking woman sat with Maddie. The woman turned her grey blue eyes on her, the kindness that shone in those eyes drew her closer, though she didn't sit next to the woman, but went over to sit next to Maddie. The woman leaned forward, her long dark brown hair moving forward and over her shoulder. "Hi, Sam, my name is Rose Finch." Sam nodded from the other side of the red headed woman at her side, Maddie placing her arm around the small raven haired girl. "I know that you are afraid, I can relate. I too was once a child that was in your position, though I was abused by my adopted father, a man who was my uncle." She looked sad now. "I allowed it to go on for too long, afraid that if I said anything that not only would I not be believed because of my background, but because my younger sister who lived with us might be left in their hands."

"Your sister was being abused?" Sam asked. Rose shook her head.

"No, just me, but I felt that if I left that home that he might turn his attentions on her. She was a beautiful child, just a year younger than me with much better assets than I had, but she was safe and I felt that it was because I was the shy one and less likely to fight, you know?" The raven haired girl nodded. She could see that. She had been quiet when the abuse had been happening too. Even when she had gotten out she had never said a word. "My uncle claimed that he was just teaching me the right and wrong touches, that I should avoid them if I felt weird even as he did the same thing. I tried to pretend to be asleep on a few occasions, but that never stopped him." Sam wondered if Rose had ever felt the way she had with those very touches on her own body and it was as if the woman before her could read her. "I didn't know what to think at first, maybe that it was a normal way to show love and I allowed it, but then I can to realize that I didn't like it. My body liked it and when I finally got out of that household, more like thrown out, I let it rule me. I allowed others to take advantage of that idea in my head that I was unlovable. I found myself doing drugs at the age of eighteen, letting men take my body since I couldn't even feel anything from the act itself."

"Really?" the Goth asked, leaning forward a bit, her body relaxing as she listened.

"I never thought that anyone could love someone that was as fucked in the head as I was, but then I was raped by a stranger that I had let take me home with him for drinks. It was a wake up call that I was going down a dark road that wouldn't end with sunshine and butterflies." Sam continued to listen to the story, her own life playing before her eyes, the worries and fears of what she would become. "Lucky for me I did end up meeting the most amazing guy. He didn't see that ugliness that I saw in myself. He wanted to murder my uncle and rip my aunt who had allowed it to happen as well." She smiled now. "I now have two children that I would never allow such darkness to touch and a husband who shows me every day how much he loves me." The raven haired girl was shocked. This woman who had gone thru the same darkness as she herself had gone thru was able to find someone to love her no matter how broken she had become. "Do you want to tell me your darkness? We can all help to lighten that load and lead you on a better, safer path to your own happiness." Sam nodded, looking to Maddie and then to Jack as the pair smiled at her.

"My parents abuse me by starving me when I don't do what they want..." That became the second step toward getting away from her home and all thanks to Danny coming to her aid that night. Coming into her life and freeing her from the bonds that held her, but she still had more steps to take to further free herself from that darkness and with all of them at her side she could see that happening.