Kitten, Neko |Phan and KicktheStickz.|

.Chapter 28.

Dans POV.

For some reason as soon as I left Phil's house with PJ I felt that something terrible was going to happen. I just shrugged it of and decided that I would phone Phil when I got home.just to make sure he's okay.

I say my goodbyes to PJ and walk home. I still couldn't stop thinking that something bad is going to happen. I started fast walking to my house but as i got half way I couldn't take my curiosity and decided to phone Phil now.

Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ri- this user is not available at the moment, please call back after the beep

Phil always picks up his phone.

I called him two more times but he never picked up his phone. So what the fuck is happening. I rang the home phone and someone picked up at the second ring.

"Hello?" Chris speaks through the phone. "Has Phil charged his phone?" I ask and I hear him say yes. "Then why is he not picking up?" I say and I could almost see Chris's eyes widen.

"Hang on. PHIL... He's not replying. Get here quick. And thank you for telling me." I just hang up immediately as I run back to Phil's. Why did I leave him alone!

I barge the door open and run up the stairs. I see Chris banging on the Phil's bedroom door and screaming for Phil. "The door is locked." Chris's says in a panic and  I told him to move back before kicking the key hole off his door. The door becoming unlocked.

I run in and I immediately stopped as I saw what was in front of me.

"Chris.. Call an ambulance."

I say as I fall to my knees. Phil's body was limp as 12 fresh cuts where placed on his arm. Blood covering himself and his arm. His arm outstretched and the blade a few feet away from him. His arm was mostly covered in blood. Some of it on his carpet,

But I started screaming for Chris to call an abundance when I saw a massive line cut across all of his new and a few of his old cuts. That did not look like he did that on purpose. That explains why the blade was so far away from him. His hand must of slipped and cut himself.

I grabbed Phil's limp body. His whiskers drooping down. His tail wrapped around himself and his ears where drooped down. I cried as Chris finished calling the ambulance. "Oh my god." Chris sobs and phones someone else.

I soon hear sirens from up the street and someone barged in the door. I look up and see PJ there. His face full of shock. I check Phil's pulse and feel his faint heart beat.

Please Phil. Please make it. You've got to.

I can't live without you.
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