Possession-Phan

Chapter 9

Omfg that last one was so short!!! Anyhoo, if you've got any theories about Phil, let me know! It would be awesome to see what you think

Dan fell through the door, tears and rain dripping down his face. He stood panting in the hall before running into his room and grabbing his phone. Frantically, he scrolled through his contacts. Aha! The dialling tone echoed as he waited for Chris to pick up. "Please Chris, please pick up" he whispered under his breath but another sob cut him off.

"Yes Dan?" Chris' familiar voice brought Dan back to the real world. "Oh my god Chris oh my god. Phil, and bruises and oh god, oh god" he started sobbing as the events of the day came crashing back. Phil's battered and bruised body. The way he had snarled at Dan. It was like he was a different person.
"Woah, woah, Dan. Calm down, I don't know what you're saying." Chris sounded concerned which just set Dan off again. "Right I'm coming round. Don't move." Chris hung up and Dan curled up on his bed, pressing his face to his knees.

15 minutes later, a knock sounded at his front door. Then a key in the lock. Dan had forgotten Chris had the spare one. "Hey? Dan? Where are you?" "In here" Dan croaked but his voice was hoarse from crying and Chris didn't hear him. Finally he found Dan and, upon seeing his tear stained face, ran towards him. "Oh Danny. What happened?" Dan shook his head. "Ok, ok. Later then. Have you eaten?" Another shake of the head. "Right, you get yourself into the shower and another pair of clothes and I'll make soup or something, kay?" Dan nodded and hauled himself up as Chris wandered into the kitchen.

Dan walked into the kitchen wearing joggers and a too big sweatshirt. The end of the sleeves flapper around his fingers as he shuffled towards Chris who was setting cutlery out on the table. "Hey," Dan croaked and Chris smiled at him. "Feel better?" he asked and Dan nodded. "I made tomato soup. Well I didn't make it but yknow." Dan smiled weakly before sitting down.