ill // phan au

t w e n t y

a crash came from the left side of me, causing me to jump and sit up.

I glanced around me, puzzled for a few seconds before reality came back to me and I sighed. this was now the fifth time I was in the nurse's room.

"dan, are you okay?"

I turned around to see immy with alyssa, worried looks on their faces. I wrinkled my nose, cringing at the pain I suddenly felt.

"what happened?" I said, my upper lip stinging.

"well... you lunged yourself at james, you fought phil and set charlie off... it took a while to calm him down but he's okay now." immy said, gently pulling on a strand of her hair nervously.

the memories flooded back and I swore quietly, getting angry with myself.

what if I hurt him? what did I do?

I told you to stop... you should be more concerned about yourself right now.

"where's phil? is he okay?" I asked.

"he's fine, you're a lot worse than he is. there's a reason people don't piss off phil unless it's james." alyssa answered.

I hopped off the bed I was on, eyeing the books on the ground that must have woken me then making my way towards the exit.

"dan, I really don't think seeing phil is a good idea!"

listen to immy, you both need time to think about what happened.

I have to see him!

dan, please, maybe he wants space-

shut up, you're the reason this happened!

he went silent and I continued making my way to the galaxy hallway, knowing I'd find phil there but I stopped when chris came into view.

he was leaning against the wall, right at the entrance of the hallway and it was almost as if he knew I would immediately try to see phil.

"chris, I have to see phil," I said without hesitation but he placed his hands on my shoulders and though it wasn't a tight grip, it was firm enough to keep me still.

"I know but we have to talk first," he told me, giving me an apologetic, almost sad smile.

grey?

I felt like a kid again, reaching for grey to reassure me when I was scared of what was to come.

it'll be okay. you know chris only means well.

even though I had shouted at him already, he comforted me like he used to and it made me sad how much I missed this.

"come on," chris said softly, walking ahead of me and I followed along.

the halls and rooms seemed much more empty than usual which was odd. there was always chatter to be heard and the tv room was always filled with the noise coming from the show that was in but when we walked by, there was only silence.

had I done something wrong? did I fuck up? what had I done?

"where is everyone?" I asked, my anxiety starting to kick in.