Black out

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     "Pizza rolls!"

"Okay Phil."

It was the next day, Dan and I planned to stay locked in the house with endless food and movies streaming at all times. I was ready to just lay on the couch with Dan by my side and do nothing. A day without a care in the world.

Dan came back from the kitchen and plopped down next to me with a giant bowl of pizza rolls.

"Jesus how many bags did you make?"

"Three."

"I'm probably not gonna eat all of these." I laughed.

   "You never know."

Dan set the bowl on the table in front of us and turned the tv on.

"So what will it be?" He asked as he flipped through the Netflix options.

"Why don't we start with something scary?"

"Really Phil? Horror first?"

"Yeah, why not?"

"Alright then"

Dan kept flipping through the options and suddenly the movie titled Babadook caught our eye.

"This looks fucked up." He said after a bite of a pizza roll.

"Well press play then!"

Dan pointed the controller towards the screen and the movie began.
It was instantly creepy.

   "God, this is horrific." Dan said, looking through his fingers.

"It's twisted."

The movie played on and from time to time we would occasionally jump from something that would appear on the screen.
We decided that a tv show would be better to binge on.

"I've been hearing good things about this one tv show..." Dan began.
"What's it called?"

"Shameless. It's an American tv show and I really want to watch it."

"Okay, is it on Netflix?"

"Unfortunately not. I think it's on showtime?"

"Never heard of it."

Dan spent the next few minutes downloading and subscribing to showtime and started the series.

Season 1 Episode 1

"This is too good for words."

He was right.
We delved in so deep there was no turning back. Before we knew it we were falling in love with the characters on the screen. Dan was incessantly googling the actors and actresses and stalking them on all forms of social media, whilst I watched on the edge of my seat waiting for Ian to do some more fucked up shit. I was happy snuggled up next to Dan doing nothing but...well nothing.
It was great. I was still sad but I was beginning to feel much better.

   Dan put his arm around me and I scooted in closer to him, placing a kiss on his cheek.

"This is the realist show I've ever watched."

"Yeah..you're telling me."

Dan smiled at the screen and then kissed me.

"I feel like you really needed this."
Dan said.

"I did. And believe it or not I'm feeling a whole lot better."

The feeling of new love enveloped me and drew me in to Dan's lips.
With every kiss, my heart bursted.

  "I can't stop watching this show." Dan said.

    "I know. It's a trap.

   "It makes me feel good about my life, it's so..real. But it makes me feel like a dick when I say that."

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Hours passed I fell asleep until I was awakened by Dans ringtone.
I rubbed my eyes and pulled the couch blanket over top of me.

"Hello?" I heard him say before the front door opened and then closed again.

I sat up and blinked until my vision blurred into a perfect image.

Shameless was still on. I missed quite a bit.

I enjoyed laying on our couch listening to the tv on the system. The front door opened and slowly shut.

Dan sat down next to me.

"Hey, it's good you're up." He said nearly monotonous.

"I slept well at least."

"That's...good."

"What's happened?"

Dan took in a long deep breath and then exhaled.

"There...isn't an easy way of letting you know..." He paused. My body went cold.

"Phil...I am terribly sorry to say this...but, you're mother...she's....she's gone."

My world stopped turning. My entire body buzzed with a noise that resembled television static.
I bolted up, my eyes burning with tears. Dan put his hand around my wrist but I broke free and ran to the bedroom in three strides.

I ripped the closet doors open and rummaged through my belongings to find my little black box.

I ran to the bathroom and locked the door, I sat in the bathtub and started pumping needles into my body.

My blood felt like lava. My heart felt as though it had stopped. The drugs were working, but my heart was breaking. My thoughts were rash and I wasn't thinking about anything. Everything was slow motion. With every movement my head made I got trail vision. I couldn't hear, which heightened my other senses, everything was a shrill high pitched ringing.

I leaned my head against the porcelain lip of the tub and felt my body weaken and burn with every moment that passed me.

A gust of wind casted over me which brought me back.
Dan was at the door and saw me, his lips parted he began to scream. I couldn't hear him. The ringing was persistent and my vision still trailed.

He ran over to me and began to scream in my face. I could barely make out what he was saying.
Tears were streaming down his face. The veins in his neck popped out as he screamed. 
   "Phil! Phil! Can you hear me?" I saw him say.
I didn't react to what he said. I focused all of my energy on him. 

He kept speaking to me.

His lips moved into words I couldn't form.

And then....black.

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