Paranoid - PhanFiction

Paranoid Sequel: Chapter Fourteen

oh my godddd sorry for not updating. my laptop is being so stupid and it is making me so angry, sorry for leaving you on a sort of ?????? cliffhanger? also wrote this while listening to genie in a bottle by christina aguilera and same old love by selena gomez lol,, also I kind of just stopped writing for a while to watch leafyishere bc I love my daddy and I was stuffing my face with corn. also literally been trying to write this for so long oh god.

OK BYE READ ON LOL

Phil hardly got any sleep that night. He stayed in the same position for the rest of the night.

He is drained.

Honestly he doesn't even know what to do. He is overthinking and he doesn't even know if he wants Dan around anymore. The amount of times that thought has crossed his mind is ridiculous.

Maybe this was wrong, maybe this wasn't good to come back home.

Phil's mother always said 'once a cheater, always a cheater'. He never believed it because he was always up to give anybody a second chance to prove themselves but, how many 'second chances' has he given Dan?

Phil always hated the term 'life isn't fair' or 'love isn't always fair' but now he's started to believe them.

His life is like driving off the edge of a cliff, suffering for a while then you know, death.

He thinks about death too much, he thinks about leaving everything behind too much, he thinks about everybody but himself too much.  This isn't healthy.

Haven't we been over this already?

Phil lies in bed, the silent snore from Dan beside him. The sunlight shining through the window. Peaceful... that is until both boys are startled upward at a loud sound, as if somebody had just broken their front door open. They both look at each other in fear, eyes wide, mouths slightly open in surprise.

"What the fuck?" Dan says as he runs his hands through his messy hair.

"I-I don't know." Phil stutters out.

Both get out of bed, Dan grabbing a tripod, as if that is going to save his life.

"A tripod!?" Phil whisper-shouts. "Yes, a tripod you asshole!" Dan whispers back.

They slowly start to walk out of the room, looking around, once they get out of the hallway they see three people.

A tall man, skinny, a baseball bat in under his arm as he rummages through a closet close to the door. Another man, he's short, he has a knife in his hand as he looks through the fridge, lastly, a girl. She's got pink hair, a baseball bat in her hand as she spots Dan and Phil.

"Andria... What're you doing here?" Dan mutters, walking over, placing a hand on her shoulder while walking her backward. "I'm here to get my money, and answers."

Phil stares at them. Bad vibes were radiating from the three strangers, as if they were sound waves making their way into his ears.

"You guys should leave..." Phil said.

"Who is this dork?" Andria said, pushing Dan out of her way and walking up to Phil. Phil backs up but hits a wall. Andria comes up close to him.

"I don't know who you are but I think it might be best for you to go in a different room," Andria said, her voice was scratchy and worn out, "we're gonna beat Dan's ass until he gives us what we rightly own."

By now, Dan is being held by the two men, knife to his throat and a baseball bat in front of his stomach, ready to be beaten.

"Why, what do you need!?" Dan shouts. Andria looks back. "My money! An explanation as to why you have been ignoring my phone calls, texts and why you hung up on me last night, left my house without saying a word to anyone!" She shouts.

"I will give you everything you need and explain everything, just get these human toilets off me!" Dan yells. He isn't afraid of Andria or her 'friends'. She is all talk and has been since high school. Andria motions for the men to let go on Dan and they do.

"I'll get you your money, just... wait here. Phil make sure they steal nothing." Dan says as he walks off into a different room.

Phil and the others stand awkwardly waiting for Dan.

"So you guys like, friends with benefits or something?" The tall guy asks, earning small laughs from his peers. "We're dating." Phil says. "Always knew he liked dudes..." Andria chuckled.

Dan comes running back, handing Andria twenty bucks.

"You owe me thirty."

"I know, I don't have it right now but you know I'll give you the rest when I have it." Dan says as he looks around, his eyes landing on Phil.

"Can we have a moment to ourselves?" Dan asks.

Phil squints in disbelief. "What? No. I deserve to know why we were just ambushed, I wanna know everything you've been up to, like fucking other people and shit."

"Dude please." Dan says.

"Dude?" Phil says.

"Phil, I will explain everything later, just go." Dan says, shooing him away.

Phil shakes his head and walks away into their bedroom. He closes the door and sits against it, listening. It only sounds like muffled talking or mumbling but he's trying.

He starts to cry, he just wants Dan to be honest with him.