Dan's POV:
This month is my suicidal month, but to make it worse its Reese's last month here. As if it weren't bad enough. To make all that worse even the days are getting shorter. I lie in bed with Reese as she tries to sleep through her nightmares. I couldn't stand being here. Waking up at all anymore was tough. Why can't I be dead? I thought laying back and staring at the ceiling. "Hey!" Phil whispered opening up the door. I turned my head looking at him. "What's up?" I asked, whispering. "I got you something." He replied handing me a medium sized, wooden box, with a blue bow on top. It looked amazing. I took it from him and sat up. I stared at the box for a minute then looked back up at Phil. "What is this for?" I asked, looking at him, awaiting my answer. "No reason!" Phil chirped. I stared at him for a moment then set the box down on the bed. "Its my suicide month. " How d-did you?" My voice trailed of as Phil urged me to open the box. I picked it back up to open it. Inside, neatly folded up, was a black shirt. I took it out, and once it was unfolded I saw P!ATD scrawled across the front in a diagonal pattern. Giant red letters. Even better on the exclamation mark were two words that brought tears to my eyes: Josh Dun! : It was an actual signature! I looked up at Phil, with tears streaming my face. Standing, I hugged him as tight as I possibly could. "You're welcome." He responded. I sat back down as Phil left for his date. Now, how was I going to balance him and Reese? It didn't seem fair to keep doing my back and forth. Ugh why was life constantly turning good things bad?
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Angels Fly (A Danisnotonfire Fanfiction)
FanfictionWARNING IF YOU CUT THIS STORY MAY BE TRIGGERING CONTAINS DEPRESSION TOPICS ALSO CONTAINS TALK OF ABUSE She lost all faith in humanity, love, and everything between. He was an angel sent to help her. She had a long history of bad boyfriends. He fell...
