The Day I Lost Dan Howell

Chapter 1

- Dan -

It's been a week. One long week.

Stuck watching her limp body though a thick pain of glass. She was untouchable.

I never left that window though. Every time I hear or see the slightest movement from the room, I leap up, wanting to desperately to be able to see her again. I want to see the light in her eyes again, even just once. I miss her too much. Just hoping and wishing.

But she hasn't moved. Not since I last held my arms around her, her hands clinging onto mine, telling me to never let go. I didn't I held onto her lifeless body. Only until she was ripped away from me, I tired so hard to keep her. Now they won't even let me see her.

I shuffle in the stone cold, white chair. Slowly I have fallen into dreams again. Dreams of Eves arms and her sweet skin.

I gaze down the endless corridor all colored in white. Everything was white, it was clean, perfect. Everything had this shiny glow and the lights glared down constantly. There are no windows to the outside anywhere I've seen. It feels like the world isn't real any more. I was too unnatural.

"Hey Dan"

Phil.

There he stood in all his glory, he was fit and well. At least I had some back.

"Dan, I've bought you this. You know just to keep you going" He passes me a blood bag, its red liquid sloshing about. I try to push it away, but he smiles and places it in my hands. Phil is good, he's always so caring. I am lucky he is here.

"Have you heard anything?" I look up at him so much hope within my question.

"No.." My heart cries "But Dan I'm the same, I know she'll be fine. Shes so strong." He hugs me warmly.

But then my ears prick up. Something is going on in the room. I pull away from Phil and run up to the window.

Oh my god. There she is.

All the clear to me I see Eve, my love, my world, kicking and screaming. So much fear consumed in her eyes, she was searching frantically. She howled my name.

I bang on the window, shouting hers back. I scrach upon it, hoping desperately to be able to get in.

Two white women burst into the room, synocnised and almost robot like they go and restrain her form. Finally our eyes meet. A spark running thought the air, her eyes glow red and the feeling of our song bond has returned. But she still looks so lost and is crying.

Then she screams again this time throwing fists out to the women in white, trying to get them away from her.

But then I saw why, and slammed the glass with all my might.

Taking a long and gilstening needle, they inject her. Instantly making her fall lifeless.

"NO, NO!"