A Helping Hand (Dan and Phil phanfic)

Trauma

"Fuck," Phil rubbed his head.

"Phil, I'm so sorry, I didnt mean to-"

"Just stay away from me." Phil cut him off.

"Look, just let me drive you to A&E. You hit your head pretty hard." Al insisted.

"Fine. Okay," Phil sighed.

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Al got out the car and walked with Phil to the door of the hospital.

"You can go now." Phil said harshly.

"Just let me see that youre okay. You sit down, I'll get a doctor."

Phil couldnt be bothered to argue so he went and took a seat while Al found a doctor.

"Excuse me," Al started,

"Hi, can I help?" The doctor replied,

"Uh, yeah... Im worried about my friend. I dont think hes very well. He suffers from depression and his partner died last month making it a lot worse and recently hes been acting really...different,"  Al didnt really know what to say.

"This is normal when you lose a loved one. But just to be sure, what do you mean by different?"

"He said his partner, Dan, has been talking to him. He says hes there with him but if he tells anyone they'll take him away. He says we just dont want him to be happy. Im really worried about him," Al sighed.

"Could you bring him in to see me? Id like to talk to him. " She smiled.

"Actually, hes sitting in A&E. He hit his head and I made him come here."

"Okay, I'm not very busy now so maybe i could talk to him?" She smiled and followed Al back to Phil.

"Hi, I'm Linda, you are?" She smiled at Phil.

"Phil." He said blankly.

"Okay Phil, would you like to come with me, I heard you hit your head, I just need to check you over." She smiled, leading them to a small room.

Phil sat on the chair by the desk and Al waited outside.

Linda checked Phil over and found he just had a slight concussion.

"Phil, I hope you dont mind me asking, but whos Dan?" She asked.

"I cant tell you. He told me not to tell people." Phil sighed.

"I heard he died Phil, I'm really sorry." She smiled weakly.

"No, people think he did but he's still here with me, please dont tell anyone because theyll just try and take him away again. I shouldnt really tell you,"

"Phil, we're going to keep you here for a while, just to make sure youre okay. We can look after you and make sure you get well. Okay?" She smiled.

"Im fine?" Phil asked, confused.

"You might feel okay but youre not very well. We just need to keep you here for a bit to see whats wrong so we can make it better." She said.

"Is this because I told you about Dan? He said this would happen." Phil started to cry.

"Its okay Phil, you get youre own room and the foods great! Theres nothing to worry about."

Phil sighed and followed her to his room.