Two of Danny’s fingers were broken. And it was because of you. He was duct taped up to your living room chair by Vance, because he kept on defending you when you were about to get hurt. It turns out, he had told JP and two other guys that were with him about you, and so you had pulled him over to a basement that you had that could pull the stairs against the wall and just be a ledge. “If you meant what you said in there, then you have to trust me.

Danny immediately responds. “I do..!”

“Then you have to jump.”

You reply sternly, and Danny looks back at the ledge. “No..!”

He whines out, continuing to look down the ledge. “It’ll be much safer if you turn around.”

Danny looks back at you as you speak, then looks back over his shoulder down the ledge. “I’m not.. I’m not doing that!”

He whines. “None of this would’ve happened if you would’ve just taken the money!”

You exclaim, grabbing his wrist and taking the tape off. “You’re not like this..!”

He whimpers out, and you sneer slightly. “You have no idea what I’m like.”

You whisper sternly, and push him off of the ledge and into the basement, causing a bone in his knee and ankle to break and scream out in pain. You slam the basement door closed and walk away.