control ;; phan

dread

"i said, how the
fuck did you get
in my house, chris?"
"pj gave me a key
a while ago."
"oh, so your fuck-buddy
just so happens to still
have a key to my house.
great."
i moved back from dan.
what was happening?
who's chris?
"dan- i'm confused-"
"oh, of course you are,
petal. but there's no
time for that."
"chris, shut the fuck up.
why are you even here?"
"i'm here at the request
of pj. he wanted me to
keep tags on him;
on his little pet."
that was when i
felt something new.
never had i felt like
this when i thought
about pj.
dread washed over me.
chris knew everything.
he was going to tell pj
every single thing –
that i'd betrayed him,
with dan howell, no
less!
what was i to do?
chris spoke up again.
"i'd be careful next
time you two run into
pj, by the way. i don't
suppose he'll be very
happy."
and with that he turned
and exited through
the door.
and all i could do
was cry.

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A/N: this was so bad oh my I'm sorry