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No Second Chances	By : Kasie Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Savage Garden Views: 1449 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Savage Garden. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Wow another new chapter! Sure I have the whole thing written out already, but I'm still excited that I actually FINISHED a story. Please let me know what you think of this chapter! Another one will be up tommorow ! :):)
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“You SON-OF-A-BITCH!!” Daniel roared, after the screen had finally gone black, leaving the room in a kind of shocked state of silence. Breaking from Darren's trembling form, Daniel rushed at the man who had killed his lover, tackling him to the floor of the small white room. “You son of a bitch!!” He screamed again, tears pricking at his eyes as he slammed Steven’s head into the ground angrily. The madman just laughed, unaffected by Daniel’s angry punches. Already dead, none of them could feel any real form of physical pain. “Bastard! Murderer!” Daniel cried, frustrated, attacking Steven’s form which remained unaffected by the blows.

“Mr. Jones, please, contain yourself!” The angel demanded, annoyed by the complacent man’s sudden outburst of rage. “We must continue with this trial so we can come to a verdict.”

“Verdict?! He’s fucking guilty!” Daniel screamed at the angel, before turning his attention to a giggling Steven below him…”You sick unimaginable bastard…” he growled angrily, pinning the man down. In a burst of strength Steven threw Daniel off of him, sitting up and crawling over to where Darren sat huddled in a fetal position, sobbing frightenedly as the memories they had just received replayed through his mind.

“Mmmmmm….hello again sweet angel…” Steven giggled profusely at his own joke, placing a hand on Darren’s shoulder. Darren screamed out in terror, immediately scrambling away from his murderer, distancing himself from the man as much as the tiny room would allow.

“YOU STAY AWAY FROM HIM!” Daniel roared, on his feet immediately, rushing at Steven, “DON’T TOUCH HIM!” He pulled the man backwards, forgetting for a moment just where they were, intent on only one thing, protecting Darren, hurling Steven towards the opposite side of the room.

“Mr. Jones, Please!” The angel scolded, “And you, Mr. White, these are very serious charges you are being faced with, this is no laughing matter. Mr. Hayes please calm down, nothing can harm you now, you are safe. All of you, I am growing weary, if you would please take your seats we can continue.”

Daniel was the first to head the angel’s commands, moving towards Darren, helping the frightened man into a standing position, hugging Darren’s frail body tight against his smooth lean chest, trying to calm the shorter man down with his deep breaths.

“Shh, shh Dazza, you’re safe….shh…” He murmured soothingly, sitting down on the floor, pulling Darren into his lap, rocking him like a child. Darren sniffled, visibly calming down with Daniel’s affections, his azure eyes blurry with tears as he looked up to Daniel, causing the blonde man’s heart to break. He had left Darren alone that night…he had left, and Darren had been…Daniel didn’t want to think about it. It made him sick to his stomach. Why, why did he leave?!

“I-I was so scared…Danny…” Daniel felt as if he could crawl into a hole and die right then.

“I know, I know you were Dazza, I’m so sorry—.”

“No…I was scared, I was scared I’d never get to see you again…that I wouldn’t get the chance to tell you how much I loved you…” Darren murmured sadly.

“Oh Darren…I love you too…”

“Mr. Hayes! Mr. Jones! Please, enough of these sentimentalities, all of you, let us continue, please.” The angel interrupted them, gesturing for everyone to face the screen once more as new images appeared. “Mr. Jones, we shall now review your life, are you ready?”

“Yes, just, get it over with. Daniel grumbled, annoyed by the interruption, if they were dead, why did time matter so much to the angel?

Daniel didn’t have time to ponder the question as it was his turn to receive the warm rush of memories from his childhood. His mother comforting him when he got sick, playing with his toy drum set as a child, progressing quickly to the piano and then the guitar, getting better as he grew older.

His high school years had been a blast, despite his poor grades. He had been popular, he remembered, a good soccer player, all the hottest girls wanted him, he had always been invited to all the raging parties…yet somehow he had always managed to not let it go to his head. Perhaps it had been his laid-back attitude that attracted so many to him in the first place.
Darren had certainly been attracted by it when they first met. The attraction had been instantaneous for both of them, love blooming over night…The pair seemed made for each other…Daniel remembered the first time they made love, so sweet and passionate…he had felt so contented at that moment….time with Darren seemed to flash by so quickly….

“Daniel!” the image Darren laughed brightly at the antics of his lover, “what are you doing?!” his giggles got louder as Daniel go down on one knee…

“Darren….baby….will-will you marry me?” Daniel had been so nervous…

“Oh my God, Danny, YES! YES!” Darren had exclaimed, jumping into Daniels arms as the taller man spun him around.

For the first time since either of them had found themselves trapped I in the white room, Darren and Daniel both noticed the matching golden rings their left hands. Darren looked up at Daniel, tears still in his eyes, a small smile forming on his face as he remembered their wedding.

“Danny, We’re—“

“Yeah…we are…” Daniel felt himself smiling a well, forgetting for the moment the horrible images he had just been witness to. Unfortunately for him they were about to come back to haunt him with full force. The images on the screen once again sped up, moving lighting-fast to that horrid night. Darren unconsciously snuggled deeper into Daniel’s chest for some kind of protection. Daniel steeled himself against what he was about to see when the angel spoke again.

“Forgive me, but, as we are running short on time, I am speeding up to the night in question, Daniel Jones, are you ready?” Daniel gritted his teeth, hesitating before he finally answered.

“Yes.”

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It was late. Daniel was half-asleep, not even bothering to try and pay attention to the boring lifetime movie his lover had insisted on being so interested in. Said lover was now snoring lightly, his head pillowed in Daniel’s lap, his body curled up on the couch, Daniel’s arm draped over him comfortably. Daniel sighed exhaustedly, turning off the TV, yawning as he stretched slightly on the couch.

“Dazza…Dazza….wake up,” He whispered softly, shaking Darren gently. Darren snuggled into Daniel’s lap deeper.

“Mmmmmmm…. Five more minutes, Jonesy.” Turning his head into Daniel’s groin innocently, causing the taller man to gasp audibly.

“Uh…Dazza, come on now, you’ve gotta wake up so we can go to bed…” Daniel pried Darren’s head from his lap, helping his lover into a sitting position. Sleepy blue eyes fluttered open to gaze at Daniel tiredly.

“Wha’ time is it?” Darren asked, yawning childishly. Daniel smiled lopsidedly.

“It’s late Dozer, come on, let’s go to bed.”

“Mmmmkay...” The two headed for the stair case, intent on the ultimate goal of sleep, when the sound of a ringing telephone interrupted the couple’s blissful silence, stopping them both in their tracks.

*Ring Ring*

“Oh Daniel, not again!” Darren groaned tiredly, already knowing just who was on the other end of that line.

*Ring Ring*

“Darren, he’s my friend.” Daniel began defending himself immediately, already moving to answer the phone, rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he did so.
“Yeah, I know he is, but this is getting ridiculous!” Darren snapped exasperatedly, “Not again Daniel! I mean it!”
“Hello? Darren shh! Yeah Ben, hello, yeah, okay...I know… I know...okay....be there soon...bye.”
“Daniel no, not tonight!” Darren attempted once more, trying to make his voice sound forceful and demanding.
“Darren what do you want me to do?!” Daniel snapped aggravatedly, already tired of this argument, “Do you want me to just leave them there? Let them drive themselves home? Probably kill themselves?!” Daniel knew he was being harsh but if he wasn’t then Darren would never let him go.
“Why does it always have to be you though? Why can’t Karl, or Lee, or even Ben just stay sober enough to be a designated driver or something?” Darren reasoned, causing Daniel to laugh out loud despite his frustration.
“You try telling Ben he can’t drink when he goes out to party with the boys! Look, I’ll hurry okay? I’ll be back before you know it.”
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Daniel didn’t think he could possibly feel any lower than he did right at that moment. He had known he should have been there to protect Darren, but the guilt had not hit him until that very moment. He had gone out to pick up his fucking friends?! THAT was the reason he had left his precious Dazza all alone in that house...all alone and prey to that fucking psycho?!
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“Daniel, please, stay with me tonight...please? I hate going to bed alone, I can never sleep right...” Darren sniffed, pouting childishly at his lover, trying to get Daniel to stay.
“Darren, you always sleep like a rock and you know it. Look, I promise, this is the last time, I’ll tell Ben to find someone else from now on okay?”

“You *always* say that!” Darren grumbled, “Let them call a taxi for once, please… I need you tonight.”

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“Oh God, No.” Daniel pleaded, tears trickling own his face as he watched himself argue with Darren on the screen “no, please tell me this isn’t true…” Darren had asked him, no begged him to stay, why the fuck didn’t he listen, why didn’t he stay?! The guilt was too much to bear, it pressed down upon him like no pain he had ever felt before/

Darren had been watching the screen as well, a look of sad compassion on his face as the memories came back to him, remembering the look of utter despair on his lover’s face when the blonde first entered the white room.

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“Darren, don’t look at me like that, Ben’s my best friend.”

“And I’m your husband! Doesn’t that mean anything to you?”

“Darren, don’t do this.”

“I’m sorry! I wanted it to be just us tonight….for once…” Darren looked down in defeat, too tired to argue anymore, knowing how stubborn Daniel could be.

“And it will be,” Daniel moved closer to Darren now, lifting Darren’s chin so that he was looking into his eyes, “I promise, as soon as I get back.”

“Hurry?” Darren's big blue eyes smiled up at Daniel in a sweet acceptance and tenderness that only his raven-haired lover could possess.

“Of course.”

“Love you.”

“Love you too.” Daniel kissed Darren softly, embracing tightly before he turned to walk out the door, leaving Darren alone, annoyed as hell at Ben for tearing him away his lover. He dug his keys out of his pockets, hopping into his jeep and driving off into the night, intent on getting home as fast as he could to snuggle up with his precious Dazza.

TBC...
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