THE PHANTOM

Chapter 2

Dan's part: Bold
Phil's part: Italic

"Oh, that's a shame," My mum starts. "I guess we'll meet up some other time." She says and we all get up, heading out. Phil and I go home.

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When we get home, I lock the door and bring dan to the couch, pulling him so close he's almost on my lap, cuddling him. "what happened at Starbucks. You seemed so... out of it. What's wrong?" I ask

"I-I don't know..." I reply. "I remembered one of the dreams I had." I finally say. "Im sorry. I'm terrible. I messed up. I'm sorry." I say, looking down at the floor

"No no no no. You didn't mess up at all, you're not terrible, it's not your fault you remembered a dream. Don't ever be sorry about that." I say, taking Dan's chin and lifting it up, so he's looking in my eyes. "You didn't do anything wrong. You have nothing to be sorry for." I say, and give him a peek on the lips so he knows I'm not mad or anything.

I rest my head on Phil's shoulder again, looking at the time. 2:46 PM. "I think I want to see a psychiatrist." I blurt out.

I smile at Dan's bold decision. "Ok, give me a few minutes to find one and if you need to do anything, you can do that until I'm done" I say, smiling and getting up to go to my room and look for one on my laptop.

I get up and grab my laptop from the dining table, opening it to begin editing a video. It takes Phil about 15 minutes, and then he finally comes back.

I walk into the lounge with my laptop "I found one, and it's not that far at all. It's only about 20 minutes away." I say, looking at Dan. "ready to go?" I ask, typing the address on my phone, putting up my laptop.

I nod, closing my laptop and getting up. We walk out, getting a taxi. Phil was right, it was just about 20 minutes to get there. We get out of the taxi in front of a small building, going in as Phil holds the door for me. Phil goes to the front desk for me, and I sit down in a chair, patiently waiting.

I walk up to the receptionist and ask for an appointment. "You'd like an appointment?" she asks "no, it's for him." I say, pointing to Dan. "Is he your boyfriend?" she asks, raising an eyebrow. "yea." I say, smiling a bit. "well, I'll be sure to get an appointment for both of you then." I give her a confused look. "wh-why?" I ask "because, you two guys are together and that's not good." she say, typing something. "B-but, isn't love, love?" I ask, starting to get nervous, shaking a bit at the receptionist.

I notice Phil getting a bit nervous and I hear his whole conversation. Somehow, a rush of confidence takes over me and I get out of my seat, going to give that lady a piece of my mind. "Listen here, lady. We are here to get an appointment for one of us, which happens to be me. You do not need to butt into our lives, deciding who to make appointments for. The customer is always right, correct? Exactly. Please, get us someone else to get an appointment for me, thanks." I confront her, and notice a small smile from Phil.

I stand next to Dan, and take his hand, squeezing it lightly. "ya know, I'm supposed to be helping you, not the other way around." I say chuckling. "But thank you anyways." I say, standing up on my tiptoes to give him a kiss on the cheek.

As Phil kisses me, I give the lady a look, like a 'I told you' look. I definitely surprised her, and she went and got another receptionist, just like I asked.

When the new lady got here, she smiled warmly at me and Dan, and that made me relax more. "May I help you two boys?" she asked, looking at me and dan. "Um, we'd like an appointment for Dan please" I say, nodding towards Dan. "Okay, Doctor Tyler will see you shortly. He's almost done with his current patient." she says, and we go sit down. "I like her way better." I say, still holding Dan's hand, but messing with his fingers while we wait.

I didn't mind that Phil messed with my fingers, all that I could think about was what to tell the doctor. What kind of questions would he ask me? Will I get to nervous and make phil answer some? All of these things were going through my head, and then I was snapped back into reality by my name being called. I looked up and a short, tan guy was standing on the other side of the room with a lab coat on. Phil and I got up, and this guy, the doctor, lead us to a room.

The doctor looks at me, "Um, sir?" "Yes?" I say, a bit nervous about what he'll say. "I'm sorry, but you can't come in here with us, it's a one on one session only." he says, and I feel a small pain in my heart. "o-okay." I say, I give Dan's hand a small squeeze and whisper "it'll be okay, I'll be right out here in the waiting room." I say, giving him one last peck on the cheek before I leave, sadly looking down, and sitting in a chair.

When I heard those words come out of the doctors mouth, I actually wanted to cry. I could see the look of sadness on Phil's face, and I could tell he could definitely see the look on mine. The doctor starts talking to me as soon as we get into the room, asking simple questions first, like my name, age, height, and things like that. By the end of this, I'm kind of a wreck. He gives me some advice, but then he goes ahead and asks, "that guy out there, he's your boyfriend, right?" I nod. "Does he ever do anything, like abuse you, or yell?" He looks at me in the eyes. I can't bear looking at him anymore. "I'll have you know, sir, Phil is the sweetest, most kind person I've ever met in my life. You could tell by just looking at him. He's the only one listening to me when I talk, the only one helping me. He wouldn't ever even hurt a fly. He's about as harmless as a cat stuck in a tree. You sir, need to pay attention." That confidence comes across me again, and it felt nice. I decide to just get up and leave. Once I get to the waiting room, I grab Phil's hand and say, "let's go, Phil. We're done here."

"o-oh, okay." I say, getting up. "Bye!" I say, waving to the nice receptionist lady.