Broken Boy, |Phan & KicktheStickz|

.Chapter 21.

Dans POV.

I keep pacing around the hospital ward. "Why am I so stupid?" I mumble and I just felt like screaming and whacking my head against the wall but I couldn't, I'm not home.. I'm in a hospital.

I think that I shou,d inform Jack as he is one of my best friends and I'm sure that Phil wouldn't mind letting Jack know.

I grab my phone and quickly text.

Dan: Hiya Jack, I just want to let you know that I'm in the hospital with Phil. The reason why is that he was cutting himself, long story tell you later, but I found him on the floor. Him crying, and telling me that he was sorry and he didn't mean to cut to deep. You do not need to come but I just wanted to let you know. I hope that's okay! X

Moments later get a reply from Jack.

Jack: holy shit is he okay? He almost killed himself, for cutting to deep. Did he use to cut? Why is he cutting? Ugh so many questions but thank you for Informing me about this! I hope he is okay. X

I smile and I quickly wrote him back saying that he's fine and that I'll talk tomorrow, I switch my phone of and look at Phil, his almost lifeless form Laying there peacefully,

Tubes up his Fragile nose, slowly force feeding him and some tubes going into his arms. A heart monitor on the left of him and two chairs either side of the bed. I felt so bad. This was my fault right? Im useless.

"Phil baby. If you can hear this. I'm so sorry." I whisper to him as I look down. Kissing his forehead and sighing sadly. Sitting down next to him. Going into my jumper pocket and pulling out the small thin metal. Smiling at it slightly.

Just do it Dan! Worthless idiot.

"What do you think I'm gunna fucking do with it. Shove it up my ass?" I bicker back at the voices as I roll my sleeves up, me suddenly contemplating my actions. What if Phil finds out? I can't live with myself if Phil finds out again.

I shake my head. He wouldn't care, who the fuck would? I feel the cool blade lay on my skin, about to make the first cut in a long time. Tears running down my cheeks as I almost make the first incision until I see Phil's hand move. Then his arms.

My eyes widen as I stay deadly still. "Dan?" I hear Phil mutter and I quickly shove my blade back into my jumper pocket. Hugging Phil straight away. "Phil! Your awake!" I exclaim as I throw my arms over Phil's extremely thin sculpture. "Dan," he breathed out slightly, looking up at me and smiling slightly.

"How are you feeling? Is your wrists okay? Di you need anything." I bombard him with questions to which he just shook his head. "I'm fine Dan. The only thing that is hurting are my wrists but that's normal." He says and I nod. Remembering myself.

"I'm sorry that I cut to deep." He whispers quietly, almost barely audible and I just shook my head. "Do not worry, okay. I know it's hard." I say, my heart suddenly fluttering with butterflies as he smirks up at me. His fringe covering half of his left eye and his piercings look beautiful. His neck tattoo standing out slightly.

Do I like Phil more than a friend? No, I can't, i like girls don't I. Maybe I'm bi, What, why am I think this through, I'm defiantly straight! Fuck phil! This boy is something special though..