Novocaine (Phan)

Chapter 11

Song recommendation: Spaces by One Direction.

*Dan's POV*

I rubbed my shoulder from the force of his impact. I turned to say something rude back but he had already pushed past me and rounded the corner. I grumbled and headed back to my room. Any traces of my good mood was gone. I shoved the door open and flopped on my bed. I growled into the black pillow, tears threatened to fall from my eyes. I sniffed and willed the tears to go away.

The door was pushed open again and Phil walked in. His black hair and blue eyes taunted me. He walked to my bed and put a hand on my back. He didnt speak a word but the look on his face said im here for you and i love you. I snarled at him and buried my face in the pillow again. He stood up and then spoke.

"Dan, what changed?" I was slightly taken aback by his voice. I lifted my head from the pillow. "I dont know what your talking about." I lie. You can hear my uncertainty in my wavering voice but Phil frowns.

"You've changed." He notices. "Is that such a crime?" I shout. I can send him curling into himself. "No, change can be okay." He admits timidly. I sigh. "Im sorry, I just ran into someone on the way here and they destroyed my mood." He smiled a tiny smile and patted my back.

Electricity shot through my body where his fingers collided with my skin. Without hesitation I pulled him into a bone crushing hug. I inhaled his scent and let his arms hold me. I had missed this. I pulled away and a smile stretched acrossed his face. I wanted to kiss him senseless but I didnt.

I pulled my gaze away from his blue eyes. "I have to go.." He said sadly. And with that he left. The door slammed shut reminding me of his absence. I sighed again for what felt like the millionth time.

I dont remember falling asleep but I was jolted awake to the sound of metal hitting the floor. Paint cans were strewn acrossed the floor. Phil stood, his hand was extended as if he was trying to grab something. "Sorry I tried to get it before it fell!" He squeaked. A can of paint spun on the floor, a giant blue spot was stained on the carpet.

I began to laugh. I held my stomach as I roared with the noise. It had been a long time since I had really laughed. Soon Phil joined in. The small cramps room felt like a palace when filled with our laughter. The giggled faded to silence as we realized Connor was going to be pissed.

"Will you paint with me?" Phil asked. I hesitated but gave in. He handed me a brush. "What color?" He asked. Of all the paint cans strewn acrossed the floor a blue green color caught my eye. I dipped my brush in it and swiped the color acrossed the white walls.

Our silence spoke for us as we painted. It said things like,

I've missed this.

And

I've missed you.

When we were finished Phil's half of the room was salmon pink color while mine was sea green. In the middle we had mixed the two colors to create a almost lavender color. I stuck the brush in a bucket of water and admired our work.

We didnt speak for the rest of the night. The lack of words spoke plenty.

Some days were better than others.

The next few days consisted of silence much like the previous days. We would exchange glances but no words were spoken from either of us.

Tonight my voices returned as bad as they had the night I lost it and tried to strangle Ellie.

Kill! You cant help yourself neither can anyone else!

Phil stood in front of me as I clutched ny head. "GET AWAY!" I screamed. He stepped towards the door and poked his head out. "SOMEONE GET HELP!" He shouts into the hallway.

He returned to my side quickly. "Dan, listen, Im here." His words spoke louder than the voices. "I belive that you can control this Dan." His arms wrapped around me, holding all my broken pieces together. I sobbed into his chest.

Nurses rushed into the room. Doctor Connor was one of the first to rush in. He gestured for them to stay back and to not crowd us. Phil took my hand and laced our fingers together. "Dan." Connor said calmly. "Are the voices making you want to harm someone?" I nodded as tears fell down my cheeks.
"Were going to take you somewhere that you wont put others in danger." I clutched onto Phil's shirt. "Its only for the night." He assured. I relaxed my grip and let Phil and Connor guide me out of our room. They led me down the hall and into a completely white room. The room was padded and no corners were visible.

"In here you wont be able to harm anyone or yourself." I allowed myself to be guided into the room.

Its for the best. I thought to myself.

Look your going crazy, now your stuck with us.

I screamed loudly. The last thing I saw before they closed the door was Phil's pained expression. I dont remember much of that night but screaming and falling asleep from exhaustion.

I woke up to the sound of clicking. A lock slid and a door was pushed open. Light flooded into the padded cell. I squinted my eyes and stood up. I walked towards the exit.

"Do you feel like your safe to come out?" Connor's voice asked. I nodded and headed out. I was escorted to my room and told to get some rest. I opened my door to find someone hugging me. I laughed a bit and hugged Phil back.

We stayed there, together. Phil's hands held me tightly by the waist, my arms wrapped around his neck holding him close to me. I buried my face in his shirt.

We pulled away and I looked at my feet, blushing. "I was told to get rest..." I trailed off. He smiled. "Can I join you?" I nod shyly. He guides me over to the bed and we lie down. He pulls my back to his chest. I feel his breaths as if he was breathing me in. An arm was laid lazily across my stomach and hip.

I settled into him and my eyes fluttered shut. Butterflies erupted in my stomach as I felt lips pressed to my temple. "Night Dan." He whispered. "Night Phil." I breathed and let the night take me

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K bye xx