#23 I fucking love you, okay?

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Phils POV


My stomach ached. I would guess it's been a week now. Dan gave me a tin of beans yesterday. I wish my hands weren't tied up. I just want to kill myself. I don't want to escape. I just want everything to end. I don't think I can ever be happy when what Dan has done to me will always be with me.

I sat on the chair, staring blankly at the wall, when Dan came in holding a phone.

"Hey Phily Dily Poo." I hate it when he smirks like that.

"Hello Sir." I quietly said back.

Coming up to me, he pulled a cloth from his pocket and gagged me.

I didn't react.

I was used to this.

He walked to the otherside of the room and propped his phone up.

"We're gonna make a lil video, how does that sound?" His voice was perky and excitble, it scared me.

He tapped the screen and walked back to me. Moving the chair to the side, he walked me to the bed.

I got on my knees and let him do it.

I didn't cry, unlike every other time.

I was too empty.

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Dans POV

When I was done with Phil, I stopped the recording  and leant against the wall.

Phil was sat on the bed, looking back at me.

We both stared at each other. Both looking so emotionless and cold.

"Phil?"

"Yes?" I had taken away the cloth so he could speak.

"We're going to end this."

"What?" there was hope in his voice, something I hadn't heard in a long time.

"We can be happy together. I fucking love you, okay?" I smiled at him.

He didn't reply. It was obvious he wanted this to end but it was also obvious he didn't want us to end together. But he doesn't get a choice.

I uploaded the video and captioned it with our names and the address we were at.

"In a few minutes it'll be over."

He remained emotionless. So broken, but not completely broken.

Sirens and blue and red lights soon flooded the room. Phils eyes filled with hope and horror combined as he perked up from where he was sat.

There was a bang and the shout of 'POLICE' from downstairs.

"Frontdoor." I smirked as I informed Phil.

"Up here!" Phil cried out using what little energy he had left.

And the door went in.

And I took the gun from under the bed.

Held it to Phils head.

6 armed officers and a dog came in.

"PUT DOWN YOUR WEAPON!" They commanded me.

"I fucking love you, okay?" I stroked Phils head.

I pulled the trigger.

And many more gunshots followed.

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