Alone ||phanfiction||

Unsettling

Warning! There are scenes of self harm and suicide in it. You are more than welcome to skip this part of it upsets you.

Phils pov

I left my house, not looking forward to a boring day at school. Dan hasn't been to school for weeks and we really need to do this project. It's due in by the end of year 11 and that's almost a year away but I'm still worried. As I walk past dans house I feel a sudden urge to knock. As I knock the door creaks open. Huh. He must of left it open.
"Dan? Are you home?" I yelled.
I look around the room. Everything was trashed. Pictures smashed, cushions ripped apart tables knocked over. It was a mess.
Slowly a cold feeling of dread washed over me.
Somethings not right.
I race upstairs and knock on all the doors and I finally reach the bathroom only to see it slightly open. Slowly I push it open to the full extent.
There Dan layed still unconscious with blood pouring out of his arm.

Dans pov (1 hour earlier)

What's the point anymore. Every time I try to do something I can't help but think about my parents. My uncle would sometimes come home and when he did he did it wasn't pretty. He threw stuff at me hitting me yelling stuff. After a while I just blocked it out. He wasn't worth it.
All I couldn't help but think about Phil. Ever since I changed my number I have been worrying. Then I realised that he hates me and we'll I love him.
Wait... I love him?
Yes I know I do, I love Phil Lester.
But he doesn't love me back. In fact he hates me and I don't blame him.. I mean look at me. A while ago I gave up on eating and showering. There was no point I had no one to impress.
Then I realised I had literally nothing to live for...
What was the point in me living anyway.
I would be better off dead. I took a large knife from my trashed kitchen and a packet of sleeping pills.
I went to the bathroom and picked up the knife. My uncle stormed out hours ago so he wouldn't be back for days. Perfect. I slowly dragged the knife across me smooth skin. I watched mesmerised as little droplets of blood pierced through. I continued in doing so I got faster and faster cutting more rapidly.
I started feeling drowsy and before I could pick up the pills I fell to the ground. I hear yelling
"Dan? Are you home?"
It was Phil. Oh god I don't want him seeing me like this. Maybe he does care.
"I love you Phil I whisper before completely surrendering to the black abyss of darkness.

Hi Evie here. Well who else would it be. Anyway id like to say thank you to those who read this I love you all💞