Want You Dead

Chapter Thirteen

I've realized I've been procrastinating. Well, I'm writing chapters out of my ass apparently, oh well.

Warning: sad.
Yw.

Dan and Phil finally finished school, and walked out the doors. They decided to go to Dan's house, so they strolled down the streets. "Today was so boring. We didn't even do anything important." Dan huffed. Phil locks eyes with a man suspiciously coming towards them.

"I know, I'm just as annoyed. Dan, get behind me though." Phil warned. Dan got behind Phil confused. The man approached them, before pulling out a gun , "Hey wait!" Phil snapped but the man ends up slamming it onto Phil's head, causing him black out. Phil fell to the floor, and Dan widened his eyes. "What the hell?!" The man whistled before another man came and shoved a toxic smelling napkin into Dan's nose, before Dan fainted as well.

"That was easy." The man complimented.

"Mhm, it was. Let's get them to boss." The other man said, before dragging them into a car.

An hour later, Phil slowly opened his eyes, to see that he was chained to the ceiling and was hanging. He tried to say something but he was gagged. He then noticed Dan, who was on the ground bleeding. Phil began yanking on the chains angrily. A man appeared behind Dan, walking in with a smirk. Dan's father...

"Faggot," Dan's dad mumbled to Dan. That's when Phil wanted to scream. What has he done? What has he become? He's killed so many people just for money. They had family! Phil then began to sob, his cries echoing as he felt weak. His knees gave out, as he began hyperventilating into the gag.

"P-Phil..." Dan mumbled to him, reaching weakly to him, before his dad kicked him away. Phil squirmed more, his eyes widening. Dan's dad took off the gag, and Phil took a deep breath.

"Take me! Take me instead! Take me! Please, fucking take me! Just let him go!" Phil shouted.

"What worth are you to me?" His dad snapped.

"If you let Dan go, I'll do anything you say." Phil mumbled. The dad smirked, thinking about it. Phil looked at Dan, 'go' he mouthed. Dan shook his head.

Phil gave Dan a angry look, 'please' he mouthed. Dan slowly got up, a scared look on his face. "Dan, fucking run! I'll be fine!" Phil yelled. Dan ran to Phil, before hugging his chest, and crying into him. Phil wanted to hug back so badly, so he leaned his head down, pressing onto Dan's.

"I love you." Phil whispered. Dan was ready to reply, but he was dragged off. He mouthed back something, 'What are you doing to me?' He smiled. Before Phil smiled back, and sobbed. That was the last time he saw Dan, before the door shut. Dan's father took out a whip and slashed Phil, who screamed.

"This is what you'll be getting." Dan's father smirked.

"I love you, Dan." Phil mumbled.

"Say you aren't a faggot and I won't whip you!" He whipped Phil again.

"I love, Dan." Phil whimpered back. Another slash, and then another.

The words Phil kept mumbling were the same.
"I love you, Dan."