Where's Phil? (Phan)

Chapter Five

*Warning*
* Contains strong language/nsfw *

Dan's P.O.V:

Why wasn't I with him more often. He was probably dying inside and I couldn't manage to be there with him.

And now he's gone for fucks sake I don't even know where he is. But I will find you Phil it doesn't matter whom I have to kill.

  I drive where the address is at. And I see a person in full black wait by a lamp post.

  "Oh you're here", a female voice declares.

  "Where's Phil? I want to know NOW! Where the fuck is he?!", I said in full aggression. I don't care if I sound like the bad guy now I just want Phil with me.

  "Well the leader has him somewhere you'll never find him with all honesty avoid spitting when you're angry.", she said wiping her eye.

  "I don't give a fuck about spitting where is he?!", I screamed shaking her.

  "Rude...why I don't know. What I do know is drive to this address to get to the leader.", She said almost whispering.

  She hands me a crumbled piece of paper.

  "Look I shouldn't be doing this, but I'm trying to help you. Just drive this direction and don't say I gave you where to look for it.", she said now in full whispers.

  "Thanks?", I said with a little suspicion.

  "Leave your sarcasm for later, Howell. Now go. Find your boyfriend. Before it's too late.", she said almost shivering in thought.

  "Before what!", I said screaming since the woman in black was now running away.

  "Well then.", I say as I get to my car.

  It's already eleven o' clock at night. But who cares as long as I find Phil. I get off from the car and walk into this very innocent looking house.

  "Yes this is the correct one.", I say checking the paper once more.

   I walk up to the small porch of the house where I have to crouch down in order not to hit my head with the ceiling.

  I knock without getting a response. I knock louder. Same silence.

  I did the same as I did with Phil's door. I knocked the door down with five failed attempts.

  The house is dark like the night itself. I use the light of my phone to light up my path.

  I looked all around to see if there was any sign of life. Did that girl give me the wrong address? I fucking hope not.

  Suddenly I feel a cold shadow behind me move quickly. I feel someone put a cloth right in my face I could tell it had chloroform.

  Last thing I remember was someone grabbing me and the rest was blurred.

~ Ten Hours Later ~

Phil's P.O.V.

  I feel as if I was drunk. But I didn't drink last night...or at least I don't remember drinking.

  But this isn't my room. This room is pale gray. And I find myself tied up. And I can't move my mouth. I've been kidnapped.

Lucky for me I remembered this trick on how to remove tape by licking the tape so the adhesive weakens which made the tape come off easily.