Electrified//phan

Chapter 7

Phils POV

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"Hey honey how was school" my mum asked me as she took my Pastel blue book bag off my back

"Eh" I said while taking off my dark blue Converse

I sat on the couch and looked at my phone

(10) missed calls from dan

Could it be my imagination did he really call me! I checked the date and I was wrong it wasn't my imagination he called me 2 days ago. He really is dead, well why wouldn't he be. He jumped into a river and drowned, well that's what pj told me. I started scratching at my pale skin to try to calm myself down, it worked but it left red blemishes all over my right arm.

I looked around and only saw my mom in the kitchen scrubbing plates. I don't want her to see what I do to myself, shes already seen the cutting scars I have on my upper arm. She said if i did something that harmful to my body again I deserve to go to therapy.

I use my electric pull to get my light green spotted jumper from the kitchen table. I throw it on and continue to look at my phone and check my messages.

I roll off the couch and plop on the floor, I get up off the ground and stroll over to my dog laying near the glass door that over looks the backyard. I sit next to her and pet her golden fur.

"Don't you love Macy, she's such a good pup" my mom said as she was stacking plates in the cupboard.

"Ya I wonder what she's thinking, probably freedom" I said while making hearts on the condensation of the window as Macy licks my leg.

"I don't know, she's probably thinking about food" my mom laughs.

Macy gets up at the sound of that magical word.

"Ha ha told ya" she said to me as she filled Macy's bowl with canned dog food.

I got up off the floor and walked upstairs to my bedroom to take a nap. I walk through the wood door to my green and blue blanketed bed, and plop on it. I remember the time me and dan were laying here talking about the future and how our lives will go. I just don't get it, he wasn't sad. why would he leave Adrian to be with his horrible parents. God life is so unfair life shouldn't end the way dans did, it just shouldn't.

I drift to sleep thinking about the dimple faced boy

Dans POV

I love you phil. I think to myself as I see the train I was just on leave the station.

I walk out into the cold London air ,and venture to find a hotel to stay in.