Love Online

Baby, Do You Trust Me?

As weeks went on mine and Phil's Skype calls changed, in a good way, they became longer, filled with laughter and random chats that really didn't mean anything but they meant something to me. These conversations that essentially didn't really have a point to them always brought a smile to my face because it was just us talking, it was us opening up to one another and just being ourselves. It brought me peace on the nights that were the most difficult, and Phil knew it, usually, it was the nights after minor or major episodes or better yet called relapses. After some time, it got to the point where my family couldn't help me as they had in the past, this was mostly because they didn't truly know me, one person did. Phil. 

~Febuary 12th 2009~  

One wrong move can destroy a person, or can destroy many. Thinking I was doing the right thing when I invited my dad and Sydney for lunch at my flat while also, without the two knowing, inviting Kate to lunch. Neither knew the others were attending the lunch, mistakenly I was hoping to have a discussion with the three about my mental health as well as the pain they all had caused me and possibly talking to them about Phil. 

~The Morning Of The Twelveth Of February 2009~

Screeching howls that could make any baby scream in terror caused my eyes to blink awake, dilating pupils turned to stare at my alarm clock. It read, nine am, a sharp gasp jerking my body upward cursing under my breath as I realized I had slept in. Speedingly rushing around my small comfortable flat picking up anything I thought was considered messy or not where it was supposed to be. Quickly, grabbing my phone to order Chinese food for lunch as my Twitter inbox "binged" causing my heart to have a small heart attack and forcing me to jump in slight shock. A soft smile curled my lips as I read who the messages was from and what the messages read. 

From Amazingphil; "Good luck today Dan! Sending many virtual hugs your way! I know your parents will see your side of it all! I know there are always two ways it could go but let just, for now, focus on the positive one! Good luck I believe in you! XOXO"

Those last words Phil put in his message caused my heart to skip a couple beats, hugs and kisses, the sudden ring of my doorbell caused me to ignore it but I knew I liked Phil, maybe even more than I was willing to admit. Rushing towards the door, smiling as I opened the door and saw my father and Sydney, "Hi! Come in, come in please!" 

Smiling as she pulled me into a loving huge Sydney kissed my forehead, "Hello, Dan!" her smile made the room light up.  Worryingly, I took my fathers hand shaking it before he pulled me into a calming and reassuring hug. I'll be honest as much as I didn't want to do this whole thing, one part of me wanted this more than anything.  "So," Sydney added as she made her way towards my living room, "this is actually a very nice flat Dan, you've done well for yourself. Here I was thinking this would be a mistake and end in a disaster," she giggled, "but I must say, we were wrong for doubting you, you've proven that." 

I shot her a soft smile thanking her. Quickly pulling out wine glasses, wine, and some other drinks I thought adults would like, "Umm, so do you guys want something to drink or?" 

My dad laughed and nudged Sydney as her gasp faded into a soft smirk, "Yes, umm, that'd be lovely thank you," I nodded and smiled to myself. 

~Fifteen Minutes Later~

Softly sighing, sitting on the couch with my dad and Sydney, hoping that Kate was actually going to show. Suddenly a soft knock could be heard throughout the flat that made my heart skip more than a couple beats. "Who is that?" my father questioned as I rose to answer the door.