EYES [a Phanfic]

awake.

I let out a scream.

I can't help myself, it just comes  pouring out of my mouth.

Tears and sweat are rolling down my face.

I start to sob.

Phil sprints to my room and slams the door open.

"Dan?! Are you ok?!"

I continue to cry.

"Dan?!" Phil exclames.

I look up and notice tears coming from his eyes.

His big, bright, blue eyes.

I can feel his eyes burning me for a second.

I yell in pain.

Phil runs to me and hugs me.

"Dan, are you ok? What happened??" Phil says, in panic.

I latch back.

"I-i-i..."

Words aren't coming out of my mouth.

"I had a nightmare" I sob into his shoulder.

"Awe, Dan, it's ok... it was just a bad dream" Phil says.

I tighten my grip on him.

I haven't had a nightmare so bad that I cry for many years.

I try to calm down.

"It hurt, Phil, it hurt me- i-i-i-" a jumble of words filled my mouth.

"The eyes!!" I sobbed.

Phil seems to tense up his grip on me.

"I-i..." Phil sighs.

"I had a nightmare too."

I jolt back, about to comment.

"No, no, it's ok! It's ok!" Phil utters.

"No, Phil, it's not ok! We both had nightmares! That never happens!!" I accidentally yell out.

"Let's just-" Phil stutters.

"-gets some breakfast" I finish.

"And forget about this" he adds.

"Yeah" I say.

I pull my black and grey sheets- now covered in sweat and tears- back.

I walk with Phil to the kitchen.

We don't make eye contact.

We're silent.