Dans PoV:
We get to the place and walk through the forrest, while Lissy keeps the compass on her phone.
"It says he is here." Tash sighs.
I sigh and throw my phone on the floor in frustration, when we here a thud, like wood.
Charlotte bends down and starts clearing the mud to see a wooden door.
Hesitantly, she opens it, and screams.
It's Phil, it's actually Phil, but he is unconscious, bleeding, bruised, he hasn't grown facial hair, by the looks of it, whoever 'they' are, would come and feed Phil, only a little bit, and then dry shave him.
"Phil?" I ask, but there is no response.
"There seems to be reception here, that's how Phil texted us, someone call the police and ambulance" I demand
*very late in the night, at the hospital*
The only people left at the hospital with Phil are me and Phil's parents, who are in tears. The police finish asking me scary questions before someone comes with news. "Come on son, let's go to see Philip's parents." He sighs.
"Mr and Mrs Lester, does Philip have any brothers?" One of them ask.
"Y-yes, he is away working, we thought we hadn't heard from him because he was too busy" Phils mum cries, breaking into tears.
"When we tested the corpse, he had your DNA, which is why we presumed it was Phil, we will dig up the corpse and run some further tests" the police officer nods.
"If you hadn't heard from your other son, why didn't you get suspicious?" The other police officer asks.
"B-before we thought Phil was dead, he hadn't talked to us in 2 years, he hadn't even been in contact, not even on Christmas. When we found out about his sexuality, Phils father argued with him, it was a rough argument. Then we basically lost Phil." Phils mum sighs wiping her tears.
A detective comes in and takes Phil's parents hands. "I'm sorry, but the tests show that the corpse belongs to Harry Lester." The detective sighs, causing Phils mum to break down. (INO Phils brother isn't called Harry, but I changed it for the fic)
Phils eyes, flicker open, I break out into tears of joy. "YOU!" Phils dad shouts, Phil can't speak because he has a tube down his throat, but he wouldn't speak anyway, his eyes aren't even moving, they're just staring into the distance.
"YOU SHOULD BE DEAD! NOT HARRY! YOU'RE A DISAPPOINTMENT! IN MY EYES YOU ARE DEAD! DEAD TO ME!" Phils dad screams, security come and escorts him out while Phils mum is stood there, her eyes filling up.
She slowly walks upto the bed and holds Phils hands. "Hi sweetie, sorry about your father, he is an idiot that can't see that love is love. You gave us a right fright, we thought we buried you. You and Dan have a lot of explaining to do to your fans. But all of your subscribers stayed loyal, in fact you've gained a lot, you now have 3 million Philions! Or whatever you call them.
Dan here is a keeper, you too are the cutest couple ever, and I can't wait to see your wedding, you sealed your engagement with Hoola Hoops. That sure cracks me up. I'm sorry about your brother, but it's okay. He has been looking down on you, protecting you. That's why you're still alive, we will always remember him that way, a saviour. I've got to go now, it's 2 am and I'm getting old, bye sweetie." Phils mum smiles, trying not to cry, she kisses Phil's bruised forehead and walks out, bursting into tears.
A nurse comes in, it's Lissy's best friend, Lexi Grey, she worked at the hospital Lissy got accepted to, but she moved to England to work here.
"Hi Phil! Everyone here is calling you Jesus, Ino, weird huh?" She laughs.
"I've heard so much about you from Lissy, I'm so glad you're safe now. Okay can you follow the light with your eyes?" She asks, but Phil doesn't, he just keeps staring up. "Okay... Can you squeeze my hand?" Lexi asks, starting to lose the hope in her voice.
"C-can you move one finger?" She asks, but still nothing.
My heart sinks to my stomach, I feel dizzy. "What's happening?!" I ask.
"Calm down, it'll... Take practice, if it doesn't work, then we will do surgery, don't worry okay?" She smiles again, walking out.
I sigh and hold Phils hand, while explaining what the last thew months have been like.
