Life is Like a Song

Chapter 8

~your point of view~
"Phil... I..." you say trying to find the words to understand what you just heard but my thoughts were interrupted by a soft spoken Phil, "never knew?" He looked at me and gave my a smirk. "Yes, I don't tell many. Not even dan, but when I do.. they say the same thing.. that they never knew." Phil sat in his chair and slumped over. Regret in his eyes.. "No." I said reaching for him. He came over and spoke in a confused soft voice "No.. what do you mean no?" A grabbed his hand pulling him a little closer, "I.. I was going to say I was being selfish, telling you that you have no problems... telling you that your life is perfect.. I wasn't thinking." I said starting to tear up I said "Please forgive me, I.. I should have thought about the people I was leaving behind" I started balling my eyes out. I think Phil freaked out a bit because he didn't know what to say. I think he felt bad but he knew I needed to know what I did made things worse.
Moments later I started to hyperventilate and then he started trying to help me breath and that's when dan walked in. "He took one look at me with so much pain in his eyes. He wanted to help but he seemed upset or mad, I couldn't tell. "Hey dan, you know more about this... can you help me." Said Phil who was like a deer in headlights. He ideally had to help Dan with small panic attacks.. not this. Dan rushed over and grabbed my hand and told me to breath in and out. I calmed down but while listening to him I couldn't help but notice the bags under his eyes. He seemed tired, sick almost. I calmed and dan in a soft voice said "your here, your okay, we are here." But it was more trying to comfort himself in a way.

I don't know why but I sat up a bit and looked at him. He was looking down at the ground.. face pale and tired. Phil asked me if I wanted pudding and then left to get some. "Dan...." no reply... nothing he just moved his eyes slightly waiting for my next words. "I... I'm alive, I'm here.. with you gu-" he cut me of and said "don't talk, I understand.. I.. had a feeling you weren't okay.. a feeling that something wasn't right. But your here now." He swished around and hugged me. His body was heavy... he was so tired. "Did you stay up this entire time?" I said hugging him back. "I couldn't sleep, you.. I thought you were dead. I thought you were gone." He said sitting up slightly " well I'm here.. you can rest now" I said scooting over to make as much room as possible. He laid his head down next to mine quickly falling to sleep with one more sigh of relief.

A/N hello. Thanks for reading!