I got home at about 11pm. I didn't want to leave Phil, but the nurses insisted I had to leave.
I had nothing else to live for but Phil, so why couldn't I spend all my time waiting for him to return?
I planned to go visit with him every hour I could. Dawn till dusk.
Opening up my laptop, I scrolled through all the old videos of Phil and I on youtube. All the happy memories.
I'd stopped making videos a couple of years ago - being an influencer had been putting too much pressure on my mental health. Phil still uploaded regularly, but I had gotten myself a job reviewing things online. It made good money, and had given me time to focus on getting better.
Looking through my photos, I smiled at each one of Phil and I.
In the snow.
On holiday.
Phil would always have his arm around me, protecting me.
Now... nothing.
Are you having any dinner?
"I'm not hungry." I whispered to myself.
No. I need to eat.
Self care is important.
Phil would be sad if he found out I wasn't taking care of myself.
He'll be back home soon.
I just need to hold on until then.
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Wordless Conversations // Phan (sequel to Bring Me Home)
FanfictionDan's better now. He's been clean for over a year. He takes his medication and his relationship with Phil is going strong. But then one day something happens. A terrible accident. Dan visits everyday, but with Phil in a coma, can Dan keep himself to...
