Don't go(A dan and phil short story)

Chapter 1

Hi. My name is Dan Howell and i hate everything about myself. I find myself worthless and useless and...

*click*

"Dan? I thought i told you to stop talking like this. It doesn't give off a very good vibe you know."

Sigh. It's Phil. I forgot he was in the kitchen which means he could hear
everything i say.

"Sorry"

I turn back to the camera and take a deep breath.

"Dan...Are you okay?"

Phil looks at me with a worried look in his face. Managing a smile, i say

"Yes i'm fine."

"Are you sure?"

He's looking so worried. I hate that i'm upsetting him but i can't bear this any longer.

"Yes i'm fine."

" Well...I'm making macaroni and cheese. Do you want some?"

"No thank you."
I don't feel like eating. I don't feel like doing anything these days.

"Well...i'll be here if you need me"

As i watch him close the door, my eyes well up with tears. I want to call him, hug him, ANYTHING. But i can't ...i won't. I cannot hurt him anymore. I won't be able to bear it, if Phil gets hurt.

I can't do this.