Paranoid - PhanFiction

Chapter #46

*PHILS POV*

My eyes widened at the sight I saw.

"WHAT THE HECK IS THAT!?" I shouted.

Dan looked in pain and scared, hiding under his covers.

I stared at the floor in awe.

Blood. Blood everywhere. It covered the floor.

"Dan what the heck happened in here? Oh my freaking god." I said as my hands started to shake.

"I-I-" He couldn't seem to speak and his eyes started closing and fluttering open and shut.

"Are you okay?" I asked, uneasy and confused. He made a sigh sound and his eyes shut.

I rushed to his side and grabbed the covers off from him to see his bleeding stomach. I fell back in surprise.

There was a huge gash in it, like somebody took a knife and cut it. Deep.

I covered my mouth so I wouldn't scream and my eyes were wider than I ever thought was possible.

I couldn't process what was happening but I ran super fast to the phone and ran back to Dan's side.

I dialed the police and they were quickly on the way.

"Dan, Dan are you awake?" I whispered into his ear.

I was still in shock, that I couldn't even cry. He slowly nodded his head.

The ambulance finally arrived and I sighed of relief. They took Dan and placed him in the truck. I got in after.

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When we finally arrived to the hospital it had also finally hit me how bad of shape Dan was in.

I sat in the waiting room for hours and hours on end. But finally... A doctor came out and told me the heartbreaking, depressing, tear-jerking news.

It felt like my heart shriveled up and fell to my feet.

My face dropped at the news. All hope that I had, was gone. It flew out the window.

I lost all feeling in my legs and fell to the ground, screaming.

"Dan...is gone." Is all I heard. It floated around my head like a dandelion in the wind.

Doctors tried to comfort me but they only made it worse. As they patted my back, I pushed them back and ran out the hospital building.

I paced around in circles on the pavement. I sobbed and screamed over and over.

Dan can't be gone.

This isn't real life. It's all a dream and I'll wake up, soon.

I pinched my arm time after time. I slapped myself in the face, even punched.

Still not waking up.

This isn't a dream..

This is real life.