Can You Fall InLove With Your Best Friend? (Phan)

Chapter Twenty Three

Phil's POV

That was Dan! I bloody well hope he heard me as Emma was on the phone to him, I even heard sobs coming from the phone...poor Dan, this is all my fault, if only I had taken my phone or at the very least left a note! He doesn't even know where I am and probably doesn't even care because of what Emma said to him, he probably thinks that I don't love him and that I love Emma which is a complete and utter lie.

I'm still tied up and my wrists are red raw, its this really rough rope and its making my wrists bleed, my legs are also strapped to the chairs legs but there don't hurt so much.

I hear foot steps and the door in front of me open, its Emma and Brad, great.

"Hey Philly!" Emma snarls at me as she strokes my bruised ridden face. I shake my face away but as I do, she slaps me and the pain lingers.

I let out a small whimper as she giggles like its some sort of game or something.

"So Phil, are you ready to tell us where Dan is?" she says with a grin on her face.

"No, your never going to ever even get a chance to touch him with your spindly little fingers" I reply sternly not making eye contact.

Emma doesn't say a word, she just clicks her fingers and Brad starts to punch me over and over again until I end up crying out in pain but he doesn't stop, he just carries on.

I'm never going to get out of here am I...

Dan's POV

The line was cut of...I heard him, he sounded like he was in pain and scared...I hope they haven't hurt him that much because if they have then there will be a lot of pain coming there way.

"S-so umm, did you get anything?" I ask in between sobs.

The detectives look at me and back at the computer and Jones looks at me with a smile.

"It's not an exact pin point but we have found out that its in a one mile radius around here so he's not far, can you think of any place that he might be taken to, anywhere at all, places that he's mentioned, pointed out, anything at all" Jones instructs and I pause, thinking if Phil's mentioned anywhere different...but nothing comes to mind.

"Nothing, I can't think of fucking anywhere! He's gone, I'll never see him again, it's all my fault, if I'd have woken up or something, anything! Just to stop him from going..." I sob into PJ's shoulder and he just gives me a nice hug back.

"Well actually, if you heard in the background, you could hear a slight hollowness coming from Emma and also from where Phil screamed as well, this could mean that it's a hall and if the people who kidnapped Phil aren't stupid they would have probably chosen somewhere old, not used, abandoned this also means that its a large place as well." Steward has a smirk on his face as we all look at him, faces full of curiosity. "Jones, start searching for all old, large and abandoned houses with in a mile radius of here , this will narrow the search right down." Jones nods his head as he starts tapping on his computer.

"Ok...so there is...five with you current description here Steward, Dan do you recognise any of these?" Jones asks, he spins the computer around and I look at all of them closely, one looks white, ones brick, two others are painted grey but the paint is peeling away and the last one is black with a rusty fence.

"Don't answer that, I can see that you don't know" Steward buts in.

"Yeh, bu-"

"No, answer this, does Phil own a car?" Steward then asks quickly.

"Uh-umm, no he doesn't" I stutter out and Stewards face just lights up.

"Brilliant!" he shouts out with joy as he snatches the computer away from Jones and starts tapping away. "This means he could of either, taken a taxi with is highly unlikely because he's not going far, probably shops, so he's most likely going to take the bus, now the nearest bus stop is about three roads down, quite far and the nearest shop is about another miles down the road, I now clearly deduce that it is this house on Queens Avenue Drive that is within a one mile radius!" Stewards face shows pride and happiness when he finishes and Chris, PJ and myself just look at him from astonishment.

"How can you be sure?" Chris asks and Jones him the face of 'shut the fuck up' and Chris then realises.

"Well, I could clea-" Steward starts

"you know, actually...never mind!" Chris panics quickly as I chuckle quietly to myself.

"Don't you think that we should go after Phil maybe? you know, missing and could get killed and all?!" PJ shouts out and we all look serious again.

"Your right Peej" I nod at the same time as I see Jones on the phone to somebody.

A couple of seconds later Jones walks back to us.

"Right back up will be just a text away so if this gets messy then they will be ready" Jones announces to us and my heart starts to race as the thought of something 'messy' happening, shot? stabbed? KILLED?! Oh my god, what if it's to late and Phil is dead already because I called Emma earlier!

Dan, breathe, calm down, he's going to be fine, just breathe...

"Right, I think that's it then, shall we get your friend back now?" Jones asks with a warm smile planted of his face.

"Please" I reply with tear stained cheeks smiling back at him.

Don't worry Phil, I've found you, just hold on for that little longer...please.