~~~Dan's POV~~~
"You're so pathetic if you think Phil care about someone like you," He always tells me that he cares. Why would he lie about that?
"All you are is a mistake. You parents think it Phil thinks it everyone that supposedly love you think it," That is not true. Phil and my family love me.
"Do you think that, Dan?"
"Yes, I believe it,'
"I want you to go look at yourself Daniel I want you to look in the mirror," I shook my head repeatedly.
"Do it!" I looked up at myself in the mirrors. My eyes had bags under them my cheeks stained from constantly crying my scars and cuts show.
"I told you. Look how pathetic you look cuts on your arms bags under your eyes," No matter how horrible I look I know Phil does care about me.
"You still think that? I don't think it I know. Why would he tell me all these things and not mean any of it?
"It could be out of pity," Why would he pity someone like me?
"You're so fücking dumb Dan," How?
"Look at yourself and tell me why he would pity you?" I don't know why Phil would pity me?
"Your scars tell a story, a story about how pathetic you are. You can't even end your own life. You're not pleased with your appearance you're constantly trying to make yourself look better, but it never works. Phil pity you because he doesn't want your blood on his hands," That's no true. I refuse to believe that Phil would never do that.
"How stupid can you be, Daniel?" I lowered my head.
The voice inside my head was right Phil is just pitying me. He doesn't care about me, and he never did. He doesn't want my blood on his hands maybe it will be best to do it now. I searched through the cabinet and found what I was looking for. I closed my hand around the material not too tightly.
"Dan?" I turned to see Phil standing there his eyes filled with tears. He walked over to me and kneeled in front of me.
"I do care about you Dan I don't know what I would do without you," I stayed quiet.
"If you want to put yourself then I want you to take my arm look me straight in my eyes and cut me as many times as you would do to yourself," Phil rolled up his sleeve and held his arm out.
"I can't hurt you like that, Phil,"
"And now you see what you're doing to me,"
He opened my hand and grabbed the items out of my hand and throw it away. I understood everything now I wouldn't be just hurting the people I love. I would be hurting Phil.
"T-Thanks, Phil,"
"I love you Dan always remember that," He kissed my nose.
"I love you too, Phil,"
