I haven't been dead,I never was. I have however Been lost.
It is almost as bad but instead of stopping your life, you are just starting again.
I know no one. Except from Diana, the manager of the diner who let's me live in her basement. She is kind and we are friends I suppose.
I miss people, Dan, Phil, JJ...
Joe.
They have all moved on, finished being sad. Mind you they probably stopped they day after they left.
I don't know where anyone lives and my phone is lost... just like me.
I decided to go for a walk.
I plugged in my earphones to the iPod that Diana gave to me for my birthday.
Muse came on and I immediately thought of Dan and Phil.
They think I'm dead, do they care? Probably not.
I walked along the park. Something felt familiar. I haven't been this way before. I haven't even passed by, there was never the need.
I continued walking, feeling confused and curious.
I know where I am. I saw something in the distance, a bridge. London bridge in fact.
I know where I am. I KNOW WHERE I AM.
I walked quicker, knowing where to go. I can't really remember where anyone lives but I know roughly where I am.
I walked along the pedestrian path way to the other side.
The shops along the high street reminded me.
I panicked my way along, becoming overwhelmed.
I started the run along the street, welcoming dirty looks along the way.
The row of white housed returned in front of me.
I'm here, am I? Is this Dan and Phil's house? I might as well try.
I pressed the button and the door unlocked straight away.
I walked slowly up the stairs and knocked on the door.
Someone opened the door.
Dan's pov
I heard a buzz on the phone so I just pressed the button, not really caring.
A knock on the door indicated to me that they were here. Probably another delivery.
I yawned and opened a door.
My eyes growing wide to see the person who I thought was dead.
I am surely dreaming. No doubt that the beautiful woman in front of me is just the creepy delivery man.
'DAN?' The angelic voice spoke out.
'M...Mel?' I gulped.
'Its me Dan' She said.
I can't believe it. Wasn't she dead, she had to be.
Maybe she didn't after all. But we all abandoned her, how must that feel.
Phil's pov
I heard Dan speak at the door.
I am glad I had Dan to myself. We get dirty looks when we kiss in public but I don't care, Dan Howell is mine.
'M...Mel?' I heard Dan say. He is going fucking mental I swear.
'Its me Dan' I heard the woman speak.
She wasn't dead....she wasn't dead
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