Phil stood for a while. Had Dan really gone and killed himself? How could he do this to him?! How could he do this to himself?! He knew he would hurt people he loved, yet he did it anyways?! Then, Phil collapsed on the floor, sobbing. He realized just how much he really needed Dan. People would ask him, "what would you do if you didn't have Dan?" He would always just reply with something silly like,"this ol' guy? Ha, who needs him?" Followed by a chuckle by him and Dan, and usually the person asking the question as well. But he had never tried to actually imagine what it would be like. Is this what it was like? Would he just sob endlessly for days on end? He couldn't live this way. He knew what he had to do. He sent Dans mom an email that explained what happened, and what he was about to do.
Phil cleaned up Dans room to the point where anyone who went in there later wouldn't know what happened. Let's say he made it a "controlled mess." He sat for a while and thought if this was the best choice.
"If I do this, I can be with Dan," Phil thought. "Forever."
He got up and walked slowly to the door. He was shaking a bit. He started walking, but he was also thinking. His feet just knew where to go, he had walked there so many times with Dan that he knew the Route by heart. He was starving, but I wouldn't matter in 30 minutes. He finally got to his desination. He looked over the edge of the tower bridge, it was a long fall. He climbed over the fence and stood. 'Do I jump? I should... Just....' He took a step off of the bridge and suddenly felt a hand wrap around his wrist.
