The Screw Up
Title: The Screw Up
Fandom: Ugly Betty
Pairing: Daniel/Betty
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Daniel's thoughts at the end of Punch Out after Betty didn't take his call.
“Is she there?”
The sound of Daniel’s heartbeat reverberated inside his head. He suddenly found it hard to swallow as he heard the muffled voice of Mr. Suarez talking to Betty. He held his breath, hoping against hope that she would come to the phone, that he could just hear her voice and it would make everything better.
“Daniel, I’m sorry,” came the voice of Mr. Suarez, “but she said she punched out.”
“Oh…” Daniel whispered. “Okay…thanks.”
“No problem.”
Daniel stared blankly out his window as he listened to the faraway sound of the dial tone. The room started to spin around him and the phone slipped from his hand. “Oh god,” Daniel moaned as he doubled over and then fell into a leather chair. “I screwed up,” he said in a panicked voice. His breathing was coming in short gasps and he was drowning in his own sweat. He swiped a hand across his forehead and took a deep breath, trying to calm the fast pace of his heart. “I screwed up and I pushed away the only person who cares.”
He needed to calm his nerves, something, anything. He spied a half empty bottle of scotch on the floor and dove for it, savoring the burning sensation in his throat as the heavenly liquid slid down. He took a few more swigs and then finally felt the alcohol take affect on the rest of his body. His breathing steadied and his head started to clear. He rolled over onto his back and laid an arm over his eyes. He took a deep breath, glanced at the now empty bottle and pushed it away in disgust.
He didn’t really mean what he said to Betty that night. Sure, she was annoying him, but that didn’t mean that he didn’t want her in his life. She was more than just his assistant, even he was smart enough to know that. So why did he tell her that she was nothing more to him than his employee? Daniel sighed and ran a hand through his hair. He looked around the dark, empty apartment and became aware of the hard, cold floor beneath him. Never in his life had he ever felt so alone. He realized now how much he had taken Betty for granted. She was always there when no one else was, not because she was paid to be, but because she genuinely cared about him. She had no reason to care for him, none at all, but she did it anyway. She was his friend, the only person in this world that he trusted completely. And now she’s not there, because he pushed her away. He screwed up.
“I can’t lose her…” he slurred as he fell into a drunken sleep.
Fandom: Ugly Betty
Pairing: Daniel/Betty
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Daniel's thoughts at the end of Punch Out after Betty didn't take his call.
“Is she there?”
The sound of Daniel’s heartbeat reverberated inside his head. He suddenly found it hard to swallow as he heard the muffled voice of Mr. Suarez talking to Betty. He held his breath, hoping against hope that she would come to the phone, that he could just hear her voice and it would make everything better.
“Daniel, I’m sorry,” came the voice of Mr. Suarez, “but she said she punched out.”
“Oh…” Daniel whispered. “Okay…thanks.”
“No problem.”
Daniel stared blankly out his window as he listened to the faraway sound of the dial tone. The room started to spin around him and the phone slipped from his hand. “Oh god,” Daniel moaned as he doubled over and then fell into a leather chair. “I screwed up,” he said in a panicked voice. His breathing was coming in short gasps and he was drowning in his own sweat. He swiped a hand across his forehead and took a deep breath, trying to calm the fast pace of his heart. “I screwed up and I pushed away the only person who cares.”
He needed to calm his nerves, something, anything. He spied a half empty bottle of scotch on the floor and dove for it, savoring the burning sensation in his throat as the heavenly liquid slid down. He took a few more swigs and then finally felt the alcohol take affect on the rest of his body. His breathing steadied and his head started to clear. He rolled over onto his back and laid an arm over his eyes. He took a deep breath, glanced at the now empty bottle and pushed it away in disgust.
He didn’t really mean what he said to Betty that night. Sure, she was annoying him, but that didn’t mean that he didn’t want her in his life. She was more than just his assistant, even he was smart enough to know that. So why did he tell her that she was nothing more to him than his employee? Daniel sighed and ran a hand through his hair. He looked around the dark, empty apartment and became aware of the hard, cold floor beneath him. Never in his life had he ever felt so alone. He realized now how much he had taken Betty for granted. She was always there when no one else was, not because she was paid to be, but because she genuinely cared about him. She had no reason to care for him, none at all, but she did it anyway. She was his friend, the only person in this world that he trusted completely. And now she’s not there, because he pushed her away. He screwed up.
“I can’t lose her…” he slurred as he fell into a drunken sleep.