inseparable

.6.

"Phil?" I heard him ask confused and tired.

"Yes dad.. erm I need you, now" I told him sounding weak and like a lost kid

"Philip what's wrong? You know it's late over here" he said restless.

"Dad mum passed away" I breathed out not knowing what else to tell him.

Her death hurt me so so much and has affected me.

"I'm on my way son" he said hanging up.

I began to make myself upstairs ready to pack my things up.

I was ready to begin a new life on the other side of England, I was ready to move on and leave.

Once I was done, I wrote a note for Dan if he ever decided to come by.

Why would he though? It's clear he's forgotten about me. I wrote it quickly before tossing it on top of my drawer.

I stood up and rolled my suitcase down the stairs making the suitcase jump and hit my leg each step I took down the steps.

I casually sat down on the couch waiting to hear a knock that would take me away and hopefully help me some way.

I looked at the box and became infuriated. I stood up and trashed it and just threw the box away in a corner of my house.

The house was a mess. Plates hasn't been clean since my mum died which was only a few days ago. The place now looked truly vacant. My mums room had been emptied due to me giving all her stuff away except that I kept one thing.

A bracelet she always carried she always had it on her wrist which meant she had left the scent of her favourite perfume the one that would always linger in a room right after she had been in it.

I smiled down to my wrist.

My mum had also left £20,000 but I didn't want to waste them and instead put it in a secret bank account I had made for later use of it.

I was deep into my thoughts when I heard a knock at the door.

I went to get the door and once I opened it arms were tightly around me. I heard my dad cry out.

"Philip, son my poor kid. I know I haven't been there for you and in glad you called me to help out." He cried out.

He sounded out of breath and exhausted yet relieved he was with me.

"Dad, I-i really needed you with me, I felt so alone, so-so scared" I chocked out.

"Yes Philip my poor child. Come on we're heading home now." He said walking me to his car.

Once we were in he began to ask me questions about how I've been coping with it all.

"Are you okay? Have you eaten properly? How did you handle all of this alone?" He asked me his breath becoming weary.

"No I'm not okay, not at all. And I've been to tired and sad to eat properly. I don't know how I'm even alive right now when I've been so alone." I answered all his questions.

"Take a nap Phil, once we get home I'm taking you out to eat and distract you for a bit, catch up" he said side hugging me and then focusing on the road.

I looked out the window my eyes hurt from all the crying I've been doing lately.

And not a second later I had fallen asleep.

°Dan's pov°
I had decided not to go to Phil's since Connor was there. Maybe I would give it another try tomorrow.

I went home thinking of what I would tell Phil at school.