I'll always be here

Dan's POV

"Phil?" I say. I keep looking at the blood.
"Dan," he says "I'm... I'm so sorry." Why is he sorry? I left him. All I know to do is hug him. I look at his scarred arm. I kiss them gently.
"Go sit down I'll wash up in here."
He walks out. This is all my fault. I shouldn't have left. I know I shouldn't have. I didn't think Phil would ever do thils. Before he met me he wouldn't have. I would have been okay without a best friend. I would've been okay. But I ruined a precious person. A pure person. A person who'd never hurt anyone much less himself. He gives people the will to live. And he did this.
I clean the sink up. The blood running down the drain reminds me of what he is capable of. Of what he could do. To me. To himself. To anyone really. The thought of that scares me. That at any moment anyone could kill anyone.
I know I made a video about that but still it is kinda freaky. I mean right now Julie may be killing Chris. Or the other way around. I mean I know they aren't but they could.
At any moment anyone could murder. At any moment you could be murdered by someone you love. It's not something you want to think about it something that can happen. You could die in an instant.
Life is too short to worry about what others think of you. At any given moment the world can implode. And you're just a tiny Speck of dust in the way.
"Dan buddy. You okay there?" Chris says.
"Oh yeah. I'm good."
"Another existential crisis?"
"Maybe."
"Okay," Chris says then walks out. I finish washing the sink. And walk out to my room. I hold Phil in my arms.