I Promise You This

A/N

This is a songfic for Emma Blackery's song, "The Promise." It's a beautiful song and deserves sooo much credit. I can relate to this song as I am a victim of self harm, but enough about me, onto the story.
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Warnings: Rated M, involves self harm, and suicide.
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I Promise You This...
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Today, you don't want to get out of bed, there are so many thoughts in your head.
Like you're better off dead, you're better off dead.

He's starting to worry me. He'll just lay there for days on end, not even getting up to eat or go to the bathroom. If I get words out of him, he only ever talks about how he's a faggot, or that he's worthless. But he's not...

Dan has meant the world to me since we first talked on twitter a couple years back. His smile brightens my day and his kisses bring me peace. But I don't remember the last time he talked to someone other than himself. Sometimes I'm afraid these things he thinks about himself would encourage him to...

And I believe, if you go,
my heart would break,
just hold on one more day.

Some nights I'll lay at his bedside and wish he would just hold on for a bit longer and let me cherish him a few more moments, I would be the happiest man in all of history.

I stepped into Dan and I's flat, dropping the groceries on the floor as I made my way to Dan's bedroom. It had been a few months since Dan had first started acting weird so I had assumed it was over, but oh was I wrong...

I knocked lightly on the pale wooden door, However instead of it staying in place, it began to move, opening slightly ajar.
"Dan?" I asked nervously. I waited a few moments for a reply, to only hear silence. Now I was extremely worried. I pushed the door the rest of the way open, there was a sight I'd never forget...

Dan lied there face up, scrawled across his bed. His wrist were dripping blood, tears flew from his eyes in soft sobbs, and sleeping pills were sprawled across the dark duvet.
"Dan!" I shouted and ran over to the helpless boy. I set his head in my lap and held him close. "I love you, Dan... Please don't go... I'm sorry I never said it before. You're my everything... "
Dan reached up with his last bit of strength, slowly caressing my cheek. I smiled sadly as tears rolled down my cheek.

"I love you too, Phil... but...I'm sorry," his arms fell to His sides once again as his body lie pale and motionless. If I would of just told him how i felt I could have saved him. But now my best friend is gone... I wish I could of told him the truth.

You are so, beautiful, woah.
I promise you this, I promise this.
And you are more than capable, woah.
Just believe in yourself when nobody else is listening...