Demons Don't Bite (phan) (boyxboy) [ COMPLETED ]

Chapter 9

(filler chapter)

It was weird. Phil never had a relationship go downhill like this so fast. He felt bad, but at the same time he didn't. Phil had summoned Dan for one purpose, and no matter how much Dan didn't like the idea, that was what he was going to use Dan for.

Phil definitely felt guilty, for every time he saw Dan the other would either ignore Phil or plaster a fake smile on. He hated it.

"Hey Phil." Pj said as he and Phil crossed paths at the small office building they worked at. After the whole ordeal with Dan and that robber... The building was closed for a week, but now the 5 employees were back.

"Hey..." Phil muttered. Pj stopped, turning around on one foot.

"You alright?" Pj asked. Phil looked up. His eyes were red and irritated, his cheeks puffed out a bit, and he looked on the brink of breaking into tears. Pj quickly became concerned, grabbing one of Phil's wrists. "Come with me."

They left the main lobby, Pj dragging Phil to his small office. Pj directed Phil to sit in the chair in front of his desk, Pj sitting at his computer.

"What the fuck happened, Phil?" Pj demanded. His voice was stern yet concerned. "What the hell did that Dan guy do to you."

"Nothing..." Phil said, almost inaudible.

"It's obviously not nothing. Tell me." Pj said a little less stern this time. He opened one of his drawers, pulling out a notepad and a pen. "You can trust me, you know I did psychology in college."

Phil looked down, rubbing his eyes. "I've never had a relationship this bad before, Peej. I don't know what to do."

"Just spill." Pj urged. They heard a knock upon the door, Pj scowling. He got up, opening the door. "I'm busy, Cat!" He said in an angry tone. Phil head Cat's soft tone, and within a couple seconds she spotted Phil sitting in the chair.

"Oh, hey Phil!" She chirped. Phil didn't look up, instead listening as Pj pleaded her to leave. Once she did, he locked the door and sat back down.

"Okay, sorry. Now." He said.

"I made Dan upset. I ruined him. I don't know why I would do that, I knew that he didn't appreciate it... I just..." He burst out into tears, Pj writing a couple things down. The other didn't say anything, just let Phil cry. Phil explained the rest once he had calmed down,and by the end of the rant he had a few scrunched up tissues in his hands.

"Rough." Pj commented. "Do you feel any better?" Phil shrugged in response, looking up at Pj.

"Do you want a hug?" Pj offered. Phil nodded, standing up as the two embraced.

Phil sighed into Pj's shoulder and left soon after.

He would have to talk to Dan when he got home.