Broken Boy, |Phan & KicktheStickz|

.Chapter 19.

Dans POV.

I stare at Phil's wrist. The blood seemed to not stop poring out of his arm. "Can we help stop it?" I ask a nd Chris nods, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around the upper arm tightly, so the blood circulation would stop and he would stop bleeding as badly.

"Phil.. Baby, I'm sorry." I whisper so only he could hear, if he could hear me. I hear bashing on the front door and PJ runs down stairs opening it. "He's upstairs." I hear PJ say and I soon hear running up the stairs and then them bashing through Phil's door.

"Oh shit! Quick we need to get him out of here!" A man shouts and takes my Phil away from me. "No! Can I come with him!" I say and they nod. They need to get out of the house quick.

"Me and PJ will go in my car." Chris says and I nod, "Thank you so much for helping me," I say before catching up with the paramedics and hopping In the abundance, holding Phil's delicate hand.

*At the Hospital*

"WE NEED TO GET HIM IN A PRIVATE WARD NOW."
"HE'S STOPPED BREATHING."
"WHAT IF WE CANT SAVE HIM"

That's when I freaked. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU CNAT SAVE HIM?" I ask trying to open the door but PJ holding me back. "Get off me PJ! I need to see him." I scream trying to push him off of me. But it didn't work. I reached my hand out to the room there operation Phil on and just broke down. Tears started falling down my cheeks as sobs escaped my mouth. I curled back into PJ. Feeling weak and vulnerable. Sobbing in his chest as he lifts me onto his lap.

"Shh, Dan, he's going to be fine." PJ says and I shake my head. "He won't be fine." I cry and PJ just rubbed my back whilst Chris was hugging both of us. "This is all my fault." I whisper. Shaking my head and covering my face with my hands.

I look at the door where Phil lay just meters behind and a doctor came out. "As you can tell. Phil is Severely depressed, We would like to tell you that he is one of the most severe patients we've had for depression, and he will not get better by taking pills." I just sobbed into PJ's chest.

He is that depressed?

"But." The doctor continues and I lift my head. "He almost killed himself tonight. He cut far to deep. His mind was telling him to and I guess he regretted it as soon as possible." She says and I nod. "H-he started p-panicking when I saw him in the b-bathroom, saying that he didn't mean to c-cut to deep." I tell her and she nods. Smiling sadly at me.

"This happens to a lot of people. But do you know if he's being bullied or abused at home?" She asks and I nod. "He gets bullied but we started helping him, he's new to our s-school." My voice cracks and she nods. "Do you know if his parents are in anyway abusive?" She asks and I shake my head. But I do know that his dad and mum possibly abuses him, him talking to his mum when we where in the hospital.

'Don't go to close to him, I don't want him to hurt you anymore.'

Them words just spiralled in my head. Was he talking about his dad, I'm not jumping to conclusions but I just hope he's okay.

"Dan? Earth to Daniel." My brother snaps his fingers in my face and I jump slightly. "Yeah what's happening." I say looking at the both of them. "We can see Phil. She gave us some anxiety tablets for Phil and she told us that he can't stay out of our sight.." Chris tells me and I nod. Standing up and walking into Phil's room.

It just made me even more upset.
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