What I want, Is Ryan Haywood: Chapter two
Second Chapter that I had no Idea I would write. Also I’m going to keep tagging @drawy-things until they tell me to fuck off lmao.
In an instant, Dollface has drawn her knife, hidden behind the flannel shirt she wears. She reaches up, grabbing a fistful of Danny’s shirt and bringing him down to her level, the blade to his throat. “How do you know that name!?” She spits, speaking through her teeth.
The girls atop the ramp see the little commotion between the two, having been watching them like hawks to make sure Dollface is safe. They all slide down, coming to their leaders aid, standing well back though. They know she’s tough, but everyone needs help at some point.
“It’s all I know about the Vagabond.” Danny answers, feeling the blade start to slice into his skin as he talks. His voice is calm and even. He can’t show fear to Dollface… then she’d never help them.
“I’m not helping you.” She growls. “I should just kill you right here and now.” She goes on, pressing the slightest bit harder, watching as blood starts to slip from the little cut. Thin, almost barely there beads of blood roll down the pink and silver of the blade, glinting in the ever changing lights.
“You owe Suzie. You have to help us.” Danny reminds her, feeling his adams apple being crushed a bit by the blade.
Danny can see harsh hatred in Dollface’s eyes. Her beautiful brown eyes almost never looked so malice filled. “I loved Suzie… but she isn’t here anymore. Ryan and the guys are here.” Dollface snaps.
Danny slowly begins to lift one of his hands. The motion startles Dollface, making her jerk, press harder. Danny swallows hard, but continues the motion. She watches his hand as he moves to hers holding the knife. He lays his hand on hers, “They abandoned you.” Danny explains.
Danny can see Dollface frown behind her mask, glaring at him. “You aren’t apart of them anymore… they only care about themselves… and that doesn’t include you.” He goes on.
The anger that had been building in Dollface finally erupts. She takes the fist holding onto Danny’s shirt and pulls back. For a split second, Danny thought she was coming to terms, but before he knew it, the wind was being knocked right out of his chest.
Danny stumbles back, gasping for air. For such a small women, she could pack a fucking punch. “You don’t think I know that!?” She shouts, anger bubbling into her chest.
Danny catches his breath quick enough to stop her there, “You!… You should… You should want to help me then!” Danny explains, still fighting for more air. The hazy air in the room making it harder to breath.
Dollface huffs. The crew betrayed her… burned her… literally. She wears the mask for a reason. But she vowed to never betray them… she would never stoop to their level… But now she’s in a tight spot… she knows she has to help Danny. She owes Suzie…
“… Meet me out back.” She snaps at Danny. She slips her blade back into its place and turns, walking past her girls. The girls quickly follow, fussing over their leader. Danny sighs.
He turns back as well, heading towards where Arin is waiting. As he walks, he brings a hand to his throat, feeling the stinging cut. He takes his hand away, seeing blood on his palm. He shakes his head.
Waiting near the door to the skate park is Arin, leaned against the wall, having watched the whole interaction. “Thanks for the help, dick.” Danny snaps, punching Arin’s shoulder. Arin mock whines, holding his shoulder as the two leave.
“We’re supposed to meet her out back. She’s going to help us.” Danny explains when Arin asks what happened.
“What the hell is your deal with the Vagabond? You got a death wish I should know about?” Arin asks as they walk out of the building.
“Something like that.”