phil
its been a week since he's been here. everyday we've talked, (a/n as in phil talking and dan writing, ok bye) it's like we never run out of things to talk about, like what our favorite color is to why we think the planet has stars.
when i got the call that he was here i rushed over. i found him in his bed sleeping. he looked beautiful, very peaceful. it was the first time ive seen him looking that content. it was stunning.
he's been sleeping a lot lately so that has me kind of worried but the doctors say it's normal. so i guess it is. i haven't told him about joey yet and he hasn't suspected anything, mostly because i dont wear my ring, and i dont think im ever going to, it seems unimportant... for now.
he seems more upbeat and alive then how ive seen him before. it makes me happy. unlike joey ever did. our relationship has always been dead and forced. unlike me and dans, it's always been happy. he's also doing better with the whole speaking thing. he's been saying words but just short ones like 'no' and 'okay' it's cute.
but everytime he makes a noise or a croak when he means to say a word he gets embarrassed and doesn't speak for a while after. he hasn't spoken and hopefully thought about his parents, but who could blame him, they're the reason he's in here in the first place.
today he looked nervous, i wonder why. we talked for a while about the color purple. his handwriting is amazing, its fun to read his handwriting. after a while he started writing less. i thought it was because he was maybe his hand got tired.
i was wrong.
he pulled out this note and what it said shocked me.
dear phil,
this is probably stupid but i couldnt think of any other way to do it. you make me happier in general, and you are just a great guy,
will you be my boyfriend?
i started at it and looked up to see him squeezing his eyes shut. he was shaking slightly so at this point i was more worried about his health then anything else. "i..um..i..ye-yes" i said while making sure he stopped shaking. he looked at me with wide eyes and a smile on his face. he gave me a hug and a quick kiss on the cheek. i squeezed his hand. "i have to go get something from the ward. ill be back." i said while a fake smile but hopefully convincing.
he just nodded his head and started to draw something with a grey pen. right when i got outside the room i ran into the parking lot in the car i drove to my house to think for a little bit.
when i opened the door i saw joey making it with some blonde chick on the couch. i ran up to him and said with my teeth pressed together making my jaw clench. "we are getting a divorce." and walking into the kitchen to get a drink.
i heard some arguing and then the door slam. he walked up to me "you made a huge mistake coming back here when you did." he said while punching me, "WE ARE GETTING A DIVORCE WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT. AND YOU ARE JUST DAMN LUCKY I DONT CALL THE COPS" i yelled at him while backing away showing him my phone with my finger pressed on some random contact. " good. i didnt want to be married to your pathetic ass anyways." he muttered before punching me again.
he kicked my before walking away. "you're a piece of shit you know that? treating your own husband like this" i said while getting up. "yeah whatever" he muttered.
i looked down at my phone instantly regretting my choices when i realized i had called dan.
he heard our entire fight.
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okay so that happened.
heh
i was listening to mel while writing this (,: anyways goodbye my poptarts
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save me // phan
Fanfic"Selective mutism (SM) is an anxiety disorder in which a person who is normally capable of speech does not speak in specific situations or to specific people. Selective mutism usually co-exists with shyness or social anxiety." (may be triggering at...
