*Warning: Self harm. Stay safe.*
"I'm so sorry," I repeated, "I am so so sorry." I wasn't apologizing for my own sake, I was apologizing for Phil's. He's been so utterly nice to me and what've I done? I've ran away, collapsed into his arms, been so so needy and selfish. I don't think I ever even thanked him or showed any form of appreciation. I'm a horrible person.
I felt my arm being grabbed and yanking me up from beneath the waters surface. This time I was met with Chris. "Take these Dan, you'll need them after being such an inconvenience in Phil's life." I looked down at the metal piece in my hand then back up to Chris. With a deep breath in I placed the blade on my wrist and began to draw it acros-.
"DAN STOP!!" What? "Please Dan, please wake up!" 'Phil?' "DAN!" He shouted, bringing me into full consciousness. My eyes shot open. Phil face was mere inches away from mine. It held worry, sorrow, and so much grief. I couldn't bare to see him in this state because of me. I looked down at his hand resting across my wrist. I instantly noticed the little droplets of blood appearing on the irritated, broken skin.
Phil placed his hand gently under my chin, lifting it to meet his eyes with mine. "Dan, you have to tell me what's going on. Help me understand, I want to be able to help you."
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Where Did I Go Wrong? //Phan//
FanfictionPastel!Dan and Punk!Phil... Dan is bullied by a group of boys at school. Phil is one of these bullies but he sees Dan differently. *triggers listed at the top of the chapter* Updates on weekends and occasionally on Wednesdays :)
