phil x reader/live, Love And Youtube.

don't go to sleep

Dans pov.

To reveal deep cuts, and tiny holes on her upper arm. "I'm sorry Daniel" she said. "No! This Isn't your fault!" I said.
Her eyes widend and she started whispering. "R-run" she said quickly and quietly. That was when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I grabbed  it, turned around, and punched who ever it was in the face. Realizing that i hit Eric. He fell to the floor with a thump. He grabbed my arms and pulled me down, and got on top of me and went to hit me until y/n yelled. "Eric,please  don't h-hit Dan" she was standing up next to Eric. I saw Phil grab his phone and I'm guessing calling 911. Eric got up and grabbed y/n's wrist. "Was it a relief to get that out your system?" She  looked up at him and nodded. "Ah good" he smiled. How are those shots taking you?"He laughed. "Shots?!" Phil yelled. He nodded. He grabbed y/n's chin and caressed it. "You will be remembered" he said lowly. He turned around and headed for the door. Phil ran up to him and tacked him to the ground. While he was doing that i grabbed y/n who was about to go to sleep, and set her on the couch.  "Stay here sissy, don't go to sleep ok? Can you promise that for me?" She nodded and smiled. I got up and went over to were Eric and Phil were fighting and I joined in, but I didn't want to injure him, so we restrained him. The door shot open with police officers and paramedics. The cops came over to us and grabbed Eric. "Is anyone hurt?" The paramedic said. "Oh ok yes!" I pointed over to the couch and ran over seeing that she was asleep. "No!" I yelled and went by her side "you promised!" I said, now in tears. The paramedics grabbed her and put her on a stretcher. They had to remove her shirt to have access to her chest and started shocking her, they did it about five times until she finally got up, (they are in the ambulance right now)
Her eyes frantically moved around until she saw me and phil. "I'm sorry" she said and closed her eyes. "Don't go to sleep" Phil whispered, tears rolling down his checks.

(Time skip to a couple days later btw you are in a coma....sorry)

Phil's pov.
It's been a couple days since the incident, I feel like it's my fault.
I guess she was drugged up and Eric slit her writs.
I was in my room, sitting in silence.
They say cutting is and addiction.
But how? It's not like a drug. Or is it?
I wanted to know how it feels, so I went to the store and got box cutters, or more like razors, as Dan calls them. I took one in my hand and took a good look at it, and started.

-----***-----
Sorry!! I know it's a short chapter but cha know....idek. sorrrreereeeeeey. -alex Lee Elizabeth