Chapter 6

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"P-Phil is that a bruise?" Shit. Phil didn't want to tell him that Ryan did it. He'd definitely get angry and who knows how that'd turn out. Phil couldn't tell him the truth. He struggled to find a lie but it seemed he didn't have to as Ryan made one up for him. "He tripped in the bathroom and smacked his face on the sink. It was a pretty nasty fall." I nod. Dan sighs, "I-I waited for you, to make sure you were okay."

"I'm alright Dan. Don't worry." Phil assures him. But he's not alright. He never will be with Ryan around. Dan sighs trying to stay calm.

"L-Let's just get to class."

It's weird right? How Ryan dragged him in there all angry and then when they come out Phils got a bruise on his cheek. Now they're trying to pass it off as a fall? Dan couldn't believe it. There's no way that Phil simply fell. Regardless, Dan let it pass. He let it pass because he felt scared. He was scared of losing Phil as a friend and scared what Ryan would do to him. Because of this fear Dan kept quite. He simply watched as he slowly began to lose his only friend in the world to that horrible person. As the weeks progressed Phil appeared to have more and more bruises than before. He began hiding things. He wore more clothes and less colours. He wouldn't talk or hang out with anyone besides Ryan anymore. Dan couldn't take it. He had to talk to Phil. So one day, after school, Dan pulled Phil aside in the halls, dragging them into the janitors closet.

"Hey! W What are you trying to-"
"Phil!" Dan interrupted, turning on the light. "It's me. C-calm down." Phil looked down at the boy he once called a friend.

"Dan...Ryan's waiting for me. I need to go."

"No. Phil we need to talk."
"About what?"

"About Ryan. You need to leave him. Please." Phil scoffed.

"Leave him? Why the hell would I do that?!" Dan jumped. Why would he do that? Seriously?!
"Phil he's hurting you! And you're isolating yourself! I miss you. We used to be friends. What happened?!"

"Dan! Ryan loves me! He loves me more than anything!"

"That's what you call love?!! You're bruised and battered!! You've lost all your friends!! Worst of all you're losing all sense of yourself! You're a shell of who you once were!!"

"People change Dan! You know, maybe this wouldn't affect you so much if you weren't so goddamn pathetic! If anything Ryan saved me! Saved me from a life of annoyance and stress! You were so clingy! It's like you depended on me for everything!!"

Dan could feel the tears coming as he clenched his fists, anger raging inside him.

"Well excuse me! You have no idea what I've been through! I've been alone my whole life! No one's ever cared about me! It's not fair for you to come into my life and sweep me away and then just leave like I'm nothing!"

Phil rolls his eyes. "Let me go Dan."

Dan looked down, tears falling down his cheeks as he stepped aside allowing Phil to leave and he did. Phil just left him there.

Phil made his way to where he knew Ryan was waiting for him. He felt bad. He didn't want to hurt Dan. But Dan was wrong. Ryan loves him. Why else would he spoil him rotten in presents and kisses and sweetness?Back in the janitor's closet, Dan curled into a ball and cried.

"Phil hates us. He doesn't want to be friends with us anymore." Sadness says.

"If Phil doesn't want us here anymore then fine! Why don't we just leave?" Anger adds.

Dan presses his hands against his ears.

"We're disgusting. We'd be doing the world a favour." Disgust adds.

"If we stay here things will only get worse. We should leave now before that happens." Fear adds. Joy stays silent.

"Kill us!" They start shouting. "Kill us! Kill us! KIll us!"

Dan pressed his hands tighter to his ears.

"Stop! Stop! Stop it!" He shouts but they wouldn't stop. DAn wanted it to stop. He needed it to stop.

Dan shot up running as fast as his feet could carry him. He ran down the halls and down the street. He ran and ran and ran. Eventually, he reached his home. He ran into the empty house, his parents away at work. They wouldn't be home for another few hours. Dan grabbed some old rope from the attic, tyinging it into a noose. He grabbed his desk chair climbing on top of it and attaching the top to the ceiling fan. The chanting became guiet. "If we're gonig to do this." Joy says. "Then we should at least call him first. As mean as he was we deserve to say goodbye." Dan agreed with that. He no longer wanted to do this just to get them to stop shouting at him. He wants to do it because he can't do this anymore. He cant live with these voices anymore. He's miserable and wants releif. Dan pulls out his cell phone and scrolls until he find Phil in his contacts. He histates before pressing call and putting it up to his ear. It rings a few times but Phil eventually answers.

"What?" He snaps.

"I'm sorry. I just-." Dan took a deep breathe, starting to cry again. "I know you don't care but- I just- I need to- No I deserve to say goodbye."
"Goodbye? Dan what are you talking about?" Phil didn't seem angry anymore but Dan couldn't place his tone now.

"I just want you to know that this isn't you're fault. I just, can't. I can't do this anymore."

"Dan. Whatever you're about to do, don't do it. I'm-"

"Goodbye. Phil. Thank you for always being there for me...Until the end I guess."

"Dan. Don't hang up! Plea-"

Dan cut phil off by ending the call.

He grabbed the rope in front of him, putting his head through it. He let out a shaking breathe, and kicked the chair out from under himself. He fell, the rope around his neck being the only thing holding him up, unable to breathe but he just lets it happen. Hanging there until his vision goes black.    

I'm sorry!!!!! But I wanted to give you all an update! Don't worry though cause there'll be another one soon!!

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