Fine, I'll leave (Phanfiction)

Aftermath

<< Dan's POV>>

Blood squirted from my hands, the numbing pain almost soothing it. My hand wrapped tightly around the large glass shard, each small squeeze sending treacles of blood down my fingers and down onto the carpet. I stared down at it almost in amusement of how the glass looked, dug deep into my hand like that, fascinating. I felt almost happy, content, with what I was about to do. With my other hand I traced my fingers along my wrist, slight blood trails following my fingers, up my arms. I wanted to collapse back into my bed and hope for the best, hope he would just walce in the door; but I knew that wasn't going to happen so I just wanted to end it and be with him. I glanced over at the box containing the pinof1 questions and sighed, letting a tear dribble down my cheek and mix with the blood from my hands. I can't even go two weeks without being in his presence, i'm pathetic.

My hands shook wildly as my emotions got to me more and more. Just let me go!

The sound of my twitter notifications on my phone echoed in my ear as my head slightly glanced the phone on the bed, please just go away!

My mind buzzed as the room started becoming a mixed colour of black and white dots occasionally changing sizes. The warm blood still warmed my hand as I held the glass, bucking my hand into the sharp sides in anticipation. I raised my hand staring at the shard violently shaking in my grip.

My feet stumbled as my body collapsed on to the floor, my head swinging back as my back slouched against the coldness of the bed and the covers slightly hanging around it, causing an uncomfortable lump to form where I was leaning against.

My throat tightened as my feet squirmed and the cold blood soaked shard brushed along my neck. Small pains shot through it along with short shivers at the contact.

I grazed my eyes around my room in disgust but a almost bliss feeling took over. My eyes fluttered shut as the glass  pressed further into my skin.

A hot sensation filled my neck, a burning that wouldn't go away but it felt almost amazing, the tingling slowly spreading through my body.

Phil wouldn't of agreed to this. He would've told me that I was 'worth it' and that I 'meant something'. But Phil, wasn't here to stop me.

I became so so tired. My hand flopped back down to my side, blood oozing out of my neck, burning like pins and needles.

A large smile found its way onto my face as my lips parted and I softly murmured the word "Phil" as my mind raced with memories of us together. My pain pursing through my body seemed to stop, only soothing pulses of heat seemed to remain.

My last attempt at hope remained with my hands as my fingers dug into the soft carpet, drenching it with my blood. It was just so easy all along.

My head swung in small circles almost as if by itself. The noises all around me blurred and slowed down.

I could still feel my limp body lying on the floor as I filled with bliss.

I could still feel the tear stains on my cheeks, turning my whole face a dark shade of red as sweat drenched my forehead, sticking my curled brown locks to my face.

I could still feel the same smile plastered onto my face just thinking about Phil.

Everything went black, but it was all so peaceful. I felt almost as if in a dream, it was all so surreal.

I felt one of those mini heart attacks you get when you fall in a dream and suddenly wake up. I felt so safe though.

I felt almost dreaming.

But more of a nightmare.

nmMWZKWXKW I have nothing left to say sry