TW: Depressing thoughts/ thoughts of suicide
Description: Phil finds himself wanting to end his life but not for himself...
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This is it. My time has come and even though I do not wish to go yet, I believe it is best for everyone around me. I'm a burden.
I took a step forward and stood on the edge of the bridge, slowly getting lost in the soothing rush of the river beneath me.
I hear someone yelling, "stop!" but they can't prevent me from my fate. No one will care if I go. No one cares. Well that's what the voice in my head keeps whispering over and over. At first I wouldn't listen, but then it began to make sense.
A crowd begins to form behind me; people whispering, some yelling. I don't deserve an audience like this for my last few moments of life.
However, just before I take my final step, I hear that voice. "Phil! Stop!" The voice I fell in love with all them years ago. The one I thought wouldn't miss me if I went. He deserves better than me. I'm not good enough. "Phil please. Stop. Just come down." He tries to soothe but it's what everyone wants.
"It's for the best," I choke out.
"Best for who? You?" He spits back.
I turn around angrily, "no. I'm doing this for you!" Tears well in my eyes.
His face softens and he sighs, "Phil, why for me? I don't want you to die."
I wipe the tears swiftly from my cheeks, "But you- I'm- im a burden."
"What?" He frowns, "you could never be a burden to me. I love you."
"Don't say that! Not when you don't mean it."
He holds out his hand, "I do mean it Phil. I really do. I love you so much j don't even understand it myself."
Sobs escape my lips as I reach out to take Dans hand, "promise me. Promise me you're not lying."
"I promise, Phil. I would never lie to you."
So I grasped his hand, pulling me back onto stable ground and into the arms of the person I fell in love with three years ago and will love for as long as I can.
"Don't leave me, Phil. Promise me?" Dan whispers, his voice cracking slightly from fear.
"I promise."
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Phan One Shots
FanfictionHere are just some Phan (Dan and Phil) one shots I decided to write on evenings when I'm sitting, bored at home. There won't be any major triggers, only some angst. Otherwise the majority of the stories will be pure fluff, with a touch of angst to...
