The doors led to a long corridor that smelt strongly of disinfectant. We turned this way and that lost in a sea of mint green floors and white walls.
//You. Have. To. Get. Out.//
After enough rights and lefts for me to be completely disorientated we got to a small conference room and were ushered in. I sat in a plastic chair, my leg shaking violently as I began to realise my situation. I was lost, probably locked in this strange place with them.
//They're reading your mind//
I buried my face in Phil's shoulder with a small whimper of fear. He smelt of popcorn and toothpaste and the flat and I instantly felt calmer. I suddenly realised they were speaking about me.
"Okay so we got a brief idea of the situation from the phone call earlier Mr Lester but we would like to ask for Dan's perspective too if thats okay. Just to asses how he's doing. Is there anything that might help him to talk to us?"
Phil stroked my hair absentmindedly. "Call me Phil please! Anyway um I think... could I maybe just have a few minutes with Dan alone? Its all been a lot to take in".
The tired man nodded briefly, shuffling the papers back into his file "I think thats acceptable. We will wait on the corridor for you okay?"
They left but I waited for the door to click shut before I dared look up, my hands intertwined in Phil's soft yellow tee.
"Oh Dan" Phil mumbled. His eyes were wide and sad. "Do you hate me for this?"
I shook my head rapidly. How could Phil ever think I hated him?!
"I just..." I trailed off my voice barely audible
//don't say anything.//
"...scared" I mumbled a quiver breaking the word.
"Hey, look no you're okay. This is a safe place alright? I'm here and they might not even want you to stay he-"
I jumped up when Phil mentioned having to stay.
//RUNRUNRUN//
My eyes darted frantically and I ran for the door, wrenching open the handle. Just down the corridor was Lynn, tiredman and fancylady, I span, running desperately in the other direction. I turned, sprinting blindly through identical corridors until i came across a small alcove next to the cleaners cupboard. I tucked myself in trying frantically to slow my loud breathing.
//NOTSAFE//
I could hear pounding feet coming closer. I squeezed my eyes tightly shut.
//They're coming to killlll you//
"Nonononono"
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FanficA Dan and Phil fic in which Dan suffers from psychosis and his boyfriend Phil is doing his best to help. Written from Dan's perspective. Final word count (excluding my comments): 35,301 Content warning: Anything you might associate with mental hosp...
