Decision or Destiny?

Reassurance

Phil's POV
I wake up with darkness surrounding me. It feels familiar but I can't place my finger on what it is. Looking around, I notice something on my side.
No, not something.
Someone.
The body heat radiating from them.
I squint to see who was and when I saw, I remembered what happened. I thought Kelsey was cheating on me. I thought that I was the problem. But then I heard a noise, from the basement, and I followed it. I thought someone was hiding in there, like a homeless person or something. I thought I was going in there to protect Kelsey. But when I saw Dan, my best friend, the man I've loved for the past 6 years, my heart dropped.
He was chained to the wall, his eyes red shot from crying, a gag in his mouth, his wrist and ankles bleeding, making blood drop onto the floor next to his shirtless body.
Shaking my head from the painful memory, only made my head hurt. I touched the back of my head, where I got hit and winced. Pulling my hand back, I saw blood still coming from the wound. Which meant, I haven't been down here long.
Sighing in relief, I shake Dans shoulder. When there was no movement, the air got caught in my throat.
"Dan." I choked out after awhile, only speaking above a whisper.
"Danny." I say louder, using his pet name.
"Dan!" I repeat, talking in a normal voice pitch.
Shaking his shoulder again and again, I kept repeating his name. Tears found there way out of my eyes and down my cheeks, landing on Dan's face. "Dan. Please. Wake up." I sobbed.
Finding comfort in his body heat. He's still alive. I kept telling myself "It's okay Phil. Calm down. You're not going to lose him. It's all your fault, IF he does die. If you never would have dated Kelsey to make Dan jealous, Kelsey never would have done this. Your Bear wouldn't be hurt and unconscious, if it wasn't for that selfish act. Your selfish act."
With more tears and sobs escaping, I felt the man on my shoulder move. "Dan!" I exclaimed and tried to wrap my arms around my bear, only to be stopped from the familiar cold metal around his wrist. Why were the chains familiar? I've never had chains around my wrist...
Dan mumbled awake (without the gag) and looked up, into my eyes. His beautiful, chocolate, brown eyes, filled with tears. "Philly" he said and sat his head on my chest. "Oh, Dan. I'm so sorry. This is all my fault. If I never would have dated Kelsey, you wouldn't be hurt. We wouldn't be chained up. I'm so unbelievably sorry, Dan. I really am. I did it to make you jealous, you know?-" I asked getting cut off my Dan's kiss.
Shocked, I pulled back, to look into Dan's confused eyes. But it wasn't only confusion there. There was also horror, and pity and love. Overloaded by the last emotion, I kissed him back.
"I'm sorry.." I said, only to have him kiss me once again. "Shut up." He said and then he winced.
"My head..." He said, barely audible, obviously in pain. Squinting through the dark, I see his matted hair. His originally, light brown hair has turned into a dark, horrific, blood splattered color. I can see the gap where the shovel hit him even through the dark. It's huge... How did he even survive that? Shuddering at the thought, I shake my head. "It probably hurts but it's not that bad." I said with faked reassurance. After awhile, he fell back to sleep on my chest.
I'll get you out of here, Bear. I swear I will.