There Are Worse Things I Could Do

Chapter 94: Two Years Later Continued

The world went in slow motion. You let out a scream. Phil overdosed on Dan's pills. Why would sweet innocent Phil do something like this?

"Phil. Phil. Wake up!!" You tried to start CPR but it was no good.

Dan comes in with his still swollen lips. He calls an ambulance. Dan went with him and you drove. Shit. What about the kids coming home soon?  You shoot a text to Zoe to take care of the kids.

You stayed behind the ambulance the entire time. Tears soaked your cheeks and made it hard to see. Why would Phil do this? Was it because of Dan?

The ambulance arrived at the hospital and so did you. They hauled Phil away.

Dan's P.O.V.
  They were doing all sorts of things to Phil. They even had to intubate him. Just a hour ago he was kissing me. Now we're in an ambulance. Why didn't he tell me something was wrong. The boy I loved his dying in front of me. My lips still burned from kissing him and now I realise that could be he last time I ever will.

  We arrive at the hospital and they take Phil away. I run alongside the bed and soon I realise we are heading to the ICU. But then they cut me off. I couldn't go any further. I collapse in the hallway and start to cry. After a while I feel some arms around me. I look up to see (Y/N). This gives me another reason to love her. Even when I think I love someone else she still loves me.

  (Y/N) helps me into a chair in the waiting room. All I could do is cry. She keeps telling me not to worry and it will be all right. Even with the words I am still convinced he's dead. Why didn't I notice it? He couldn't be good at hiding it. I bloody live with him. The only time I even considered something was wrong was when he was crying in my lap.

"Dan, he's going to be all right."

"Did you see how many he took!? Nobody could survive that."

She stays silent because she knows it's true. After 4 hours of waiting a doctor comes out. She looks grim and I know what's coming.

"Mr and Mrs. Howell?"

"That's us." (Y/N) says.

"You can go see him for a bit. He's very unstable."

"Is he awake?" (Y/N) asks.

"No, but we need to talk when we get in there."

My stomach curbs as we follow her to Phil's room. One I catch a films of the room I sprinted to the bathroom. Everything in my stomach ends up in the toilet. I heave for a few minutes then stand up. I flush then go to the mirror. I look gross but I need to see Phil.

Once I head to his room I want to gag again. Phil isn't supposed to be in a hospital bed. This is supposed to be the other way around. He always took care of me. I never thought I would need to take care of him like this. I mean...yes we took care of each other but when I was in the hospital he took care of me. He never ever was like this.

My eyes gravitate to (Y/N). Her face was unreadable. In a way she looked at Phil with hatred. Maybe because he was the one I kissed. Then she also looks sad. For obvious reasons. My eyes were pulled away when his machine starts rapidly beeping.

"He's coding!!" A doctor shouts.

I was instantly pushed away and doctors surrounded Phil.

"Charge 300." One shouts.

"Clear!"

That's when I realise Phil was dying before my eyes. No no no no no. They yell orders and (Y/N) wraps her arms around me. I know he's going to die. I just feel it. The worst part is, there's nothing I could do.