Adopted By Phan. (sequel to Adopted by Phan a Dan and Phil Phanfiction)

Phil...let me speak

      Trigger warning!!! Mentions of suicidal behavior and acts.
      Phil's POV
     It was 2 A.M. In the morning. I couldn't fall back asleep. So I turned to my husband who was fast asleep. I slowly run my hand up his back and to his stomach. I held him close as I slowly Drifted back to sleep.
         8 A.M. Dan had gotten up and made breakfast. I decided to wash the sheets and duvets. I pull the duvets off the bed and find spots of blood on Dan's side of the bed. Wait...
       But...he's clean. Hmmm.
    "Hey ph-" I hear Dan's voice come to a stop as soon as he saw me.
    "Why?" I start to cry.
    "Baby..."
   "WHY?! I THOUGHT YOU WERE CLEAN!!" I explode.
    "Baby it's was just 5 cuts. I had to. Molly didn't answer me..."
    "MOLLY IS BUSY WITH HER DAD. THAT IS NO REASON TO CUT YOUR SELF!!"
    "Molly doesn't care...that's Why she didn't answer." He tries to explain. He always goes over the top with his reasoning!
     "SHE IS JUST BUSY!" I scream. "I CAN'T LOSE YOU!"
    "JUST LET ME HAVE MY OWN FUCKING FEELINGS!!" He screams and pushes me into the wall.
    "I CAN'T LOSE YOU, DAN! NOT AFTER DANIEL! MARK IS STILL UPSET OVER THAT! NOT AFTER MY GIRL FRIEND KELLY BEFORE I MET YOU!"
    "Phil...listen!"
    "NO!" I stop. "You know what? Why am I even wasting my time with you?"
    "What?"
    "I'm leaving!" I throw out wedding picture to the wall.
   "Phil....Baby...please!"
    "No. At least I won't be hurt if I don't see you again!"
    "Phil!" I pack up my stuff.
    "Tell Kyle I love him." I reach for the door handle.
      Dan's POV:
      He's leaving. No. "Phil! If you go!" He turns around. "I'll cut my self...again and again until I die. In front of Kyle!"
     He turns back around...leaving through the front door. "Fine. Die. See if I care.."
    "Phil! Please!"
   "Bye Daniel James Howell..." He slams the door. Gone.
    That's it. I said I was going to do it. I grab my blade. Go to the lounge. Kyle is at the table playing with hot wheels. I sit next to him. Take off my bracelets. And start cutting. 8...9...10...11...12
     "Dad?" Kyle asks. I don't want to do this In front of him...but I warned Phil.
     "Dad? What doing?" I stay silent. 13...14...15...16...17...18...19...20...21...22..
     "Dad?" He starts to panic in his voice. "Stop! You're bleeding!" He grabs my wrist. I push him to the ground.
      23...24....
    "DADDY!!!" He screams.
    "I'm sorry..." I whisper. 25...26...27...black dots start to form around my vision. I feel dizzy. 28...29..30...I feel groggy. Everything becomes a blur. I fall out of the chair..."DADDY!!" Kyle screams over and over again. I look to my left...blood...on the floor and out of my wrist..."DA-" Black...