the chaos of longing, phan

six

Leo Morris. The ill, weak boy. Probably not even older than 18. Dirty blonde hair and heavy bags under his emotionless, pale grey eyes, unlike Charlotte's clear, sparkling blue-ish grey.

Leo's illness, no one had ever dared to bring it up to Charlotte ever since the twins moved to the small town.

Everyone knew Leo was very sick. But they never knew why, or how, and they never knew what it was. What could possibly make a boy look so gone, so destroyed?

Dan staggered up the stairs to his own bedroom, worn out. It had been a long day.

"They found Leo's body in a well...the abandoned one, across from Phil Lester's house."

Dan kept thinking about those words, feeling chills ran down his spine, the same feeling when he walked back home from Phil's house earlier.

"Oh Leo..."

He really needed to see Phil because he couldn't stop his brain wandering to some scary places. It was driving him crazy, crazy, crazy...

"... so young, such a sweetheart."

He walked into his bedroom and lay on the soft, white mattress, staring at the gray ceiling.

"His head was missing..."

He could still hear his mother crying and his father mumbling downstairs. The sound muffled by the slightly peeling painted wall.

"Such a poor soul. He'll never find peace."

Dan reached out to his bedside table and opened the top drawer, fishing out an old, small photo album.

"You haven't seen Lester in some time, right?"

"Stay away from him, Daniel."

"I don't know, the officers couldn't find him. They couldn't find Charlotte either."

"Phil, where are you?" Dan mumbled quietly. He took a deep breath and sat up to open the album. It's was full of photos of them two. They were so blurry and old, he almost didn't notice the little changes. And then he saw them.

Those shining bright blue eyes belonged to Phil, were one by one, slowly turning into blank black hollows.

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