Broken//Phan

Ch. 13

[Dan POV]

"Daniel fucking James Howell." A sharp voice spits at me, making my blood run cold. I turn around to walk out of the room, but the figure infront of me doesn't allow it.

"I think the fuck not, little faggot!" He grabs me by the throat, pressing me up against one of the cubicles as I yelp in pain.

I look into his deep green eyes as he punches me, yelling insults.

Pussy.

A metallic taste fills my mouth.

Faggot. Waste of space. Sinner. Retard. Just fucking die already.

My tears and fears multiply as my conscience wares thin.

[Phil POV]

"So you're telling me that your conversation is more important than DAN!?"

"Phil! Please he-"

"Save it!"

"He was right THERE! He just disappeared!!"

"It's not physically possible! You three were too hooked into your conversation to CARE about him!!"

"Phil! We--"

"I don't want to fucking hear it!" I storm off, more pissed off than I have ever been. They had ONE job, and they fucked it up!

Yes, the "happy and innocent Phil Lester" swore. Big deal.

I begin to try figure out where Dan would be. Definitely not the music room, Josh said he hadn't seen him. I checked all of our classrooms. He wouldn't have gone home? Would he?

My brain running faster than ever, I walk into the toilets. I feel hopeless. I can't even find one boy for fucks sake.

Defeated, I begin to sit down next to the faucet, which was still running for some reason. It's going to over flow soon, I think to myself, shuffling away.

I slump against the wall, trying to process what my mind is attempting to tell me. It's speaking so many different things at once that it may as well be speaking like a Sim.

I glance over at the cubicles, noticing a red substance on the tiled floor.

"Shi-ine a light... Please tell me that's Ribena..." I rapidly stand up, making my way over to the puddle on the ground. Unfortunately, it's exactly what I expected.

Blood.

My breathing quickens, my heart rate increasing at an alarming rate. Fear overtakes my system as I try to stay calm.

"P-please don't tell me that's..." I couldn't even finish my sentence. The thought of who it could be broke my heart, not wanting him to be anymore hurt than he already is.

Dan.

If my predictions are true, I have a very good idea about who did this to him.

The tall nerd who tends to be a bully to most, which is pretty ironic when you think about it. The boy with a hazel quiff and deep green eyes. The italian fucker they know as Pj Liguori.

Dan hasn't been here long, but Pj tends to have quite a hatred towards Dan. I don't understand why anyone could even dislike him.

I feel even more helpless than before. I can't deduct who this is, and sure as hell can't help them at this point in time.

I remember that I exchanged Dan and my own phone numbers, whipping out my phone.

Philly: Hey Dan, it's Phil. I exchanged our numbers a while ago, but anyway where are you? Please tell me you're okay...

After a few minutes my phone buzzed. To my disappointment, it was just Brendon Urie tweeting about going on tour in Australia. He loved Brendon, but now isn't the time.

To my dismay, the siren blares through the school, informing us that form has begun. I sigh, picking up my bag and leaving the pool of blood for some detective to figure it out.

Just as I walk out of the bathrooms, my phone buzzes in my back pocket.

Danny: Oh hi Phil. Yes I'm fine. Did I not tell you I won't be at school today? Family issues came up.

I sit there, confused. Dan wouldn't go home to his Dad and he said to meet him in the quad today. I have the funniest feeling it isn't Dan, but I go along with if anyway.

Philly: Um, you told me you were going to the music room to practice Glowing Eyes actually. And Dan would never go home to his Dad just like that.

Danny: Well Phil, you're obviously wrong. I don't believe I told you I was going to be here, and what on Earth is "Glowing Eyes"? And I went home to see Mum actually.

After reading this, I definitely knew this isn't Dan. Tears filled my eyes as flashbacks from the hospital occupy my mind. How broken he looked. All because his mum died. There is no way in hell this is Dan if he claims to be going home to see his mum.

Instead of losing my shit at the imposter, I try play it cool.

Philly: Dan, where are you?

Danny: Um, my house... 2169 Gay Road

That's just Dan's address, there is no way he is there. I storm out of the school gates and head there anyway.

No sign of any life was in the house, as I snoop around, in a non creepy way. I check for any clues in his bedroom as my phone goes off. 'Danny' appears on the screen as it appears he is calling me. I hesitantly pick up the line.

"Ello, this is Phil."

"Phil!" Dan's voice in a whisper, sounding distress and in pain.

"Oh my god! Dan! Where are you!?"

"Shh sh Philly! Keep your voice down! He is asleep, and I'm at 666 Homophobic Boulevard."

"W-who's asleep?"

"Th-the guy who took me.." That fucking bastard. Now pissed off, I hiss into the phone.

"Who, Dan?"

"P-Pj"

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Heyy! If anyone is still reading, I am back!!

So much for the "try update once or twice everyday"... That fucking DIED! I'll try update frequently though

Today I watched Phil's new video during school and I was trying so hard not to laugh, and my science teacher saw me, we made eye contact and she just laughed at me... What a lovely teacher she is. I'm not even lying she's great

Also sorry if this chapter doesn't make sense coz I'm so tired that it feels like everything I'm doing is a dream. Like I think it's called a dream state?

Anyway thanks for reading, and see yall later ;)

Unnecessary winking jfc