Voices (COMPLETED) #WATTYS2016

Chapter Five

*Warning: May be triggering for some readers*

Dan walks up to his house after a long day of school. He slowly unlocks the door and opens it, walking inside and closing the door.

He finds his dad, laid on the couch asleep, holding a beer bottle and surrounded by many others.

Dan slowly walks up the stairs to his room, trying to be as quiet as possible.

Finally getting to his room, he closes the door quietly and sits on his bed.

He texts Phil.

:Dan- When you're here, text me so I can open the door, don't ring the doorbell.

Dan locks his phone and opens his laptop, beginning to scroll through Tumblr when he gets a text.

Unknown Number: kill yourself already

:Dan- who is this?

Unknown Number: no one cares about you

Dan hurriedly locks his phone and continues to scroll through tumblr. He turns to lay on his stomach, but winces at the pain it causes.

Dan stands up in front of his black framed mirror and lifts up the bottom of his shirt to reveal a huge bruise at the top of his stomach, right next to his rib cage.

Dan covers his mouth in awe and touches it. He winces at the pain and lets go of his shirt. He examines the cuts and bruises on his face from his dad, Chris, Pj, and himself.

He heads over to his nightstand and opens the top drawer slowly.

He reaches into the drawer and pulls out the knife he keeps in there at all times.

He walks over to his "corner" crying and slides his back down the wall and sits down in a ball.

He lifts up the sleeve to his shirt to reveal the many cuts that already exist.

He finds clear spot, and places the blade onto his skin and slowly rips it apart.

The pain is a good feeling.

Dan cries louder and louder.

He's pulling on his hair, docking back and fourth.

He takes one last slice of his skin and he looks down to see his wrist and hands covered in blood. He falls to his side, holding his wrist while sobbing.

The door opens.

"Dan?" Asks a familiar voice. "Oh my god..."

It's Phil

Phil drops his bag and runs over to Dan, holding him in his arms as he cried.

Phil brushes his fingers through Dan's hair slowly while while whispering.

"Shhhhhh, it'll be ok, I'm here now"

Even thought Phil wants to be brave, he already has tears flowing out of his eyes.

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Dan wakes up about an hour later, Phil still hugging him and brushing through his hair. He looks down to his wrist to see it covered with paper towels covered in blood.