You guys are going to hate me after this chapter.
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I sat straight up in bed, sweat forming on my forehead.
"FUCK!" I screamed out of realization.
Phil is tired of me.
I'm wearing him out.
"Dan?" Phil comes running into the lounge, where I was sitting now.
"Dan, what's wrong? Are you okay?" Phil felt my warm forehead and starting running his fingers through my hair.
"You hate me!" I screeched at the top of my lungs, kicking Phil away.
"Dan? What're you talking about?" Phil questioned, staying back.
"You hate me! You're tired of me! You, you-" I scream. I pull out his arms and turn them over, expecting to see ugly cuts. His skin is clear if everything except for a few freckles.
"Dan? What the hell is going on?"
"When was the last time you ate?" I demanded, staring at him.
"I had dinner with you, remember?"
"You threw it up, didn't you!" I screamed in protest.
"No, no! Dan, I don't have an eating disorder! What the hell is going on?"
"You hate me! You're so tired of me! You wish you'd never married me! YOU WISH YOU'D NEVER EVEN MET ME!" I screamed, thrashing and kicking.
"Dan! I don't hate you!"
I continues screaming and kicking until I ran out of energy. I lay limp on the sofa, Phil lovingly stroking my hair.
"Dan?" Phil whispered.
"Yeah?" I mumbled.
"I love you."
And that's when I realized it was a dream.
Oh no.
They're back.
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Love you all please don't kill me they're still getting married
Also, unedited so I apologize for the mistakes.
Byeeeeee!
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