Clouds -> my first ever phanfic

29: Dan's POV

The forst thing I do is call the police, dialing the number fast as I can, fingers still shaking around the letter.

Phil, whoever gave me this letter has him, that piece of shit. Anger floods my mind as I talk quickly to the police, sitting on my bed while I wait for them.

My phone rings again, unknown number, I sigh, swiping it anyway to tell the person to bugger off when everything freezes.

Its Phil, my Phil, oh god. A picture of Phil is sent to me, blood pouring from a cut on his face and his eyes. Oh fuck its killing me inside, his eyes are sad, broken, and full of pain. My breath stops and my heart feels ripped from my chest.

You shouldn't have done that

I reread the text again, done what? Solve the letter? Tried to follow the clues left for me? Called the poli- oh, its because I called the police. How do they know? Oh who gives a flying fuck they have PHIL! And they hurt him, the basterd cut his perfect face.

Anger runs through me and I smash a reply with out thinking.

I'm going to find you and kill you you worthless piece of shit

Without a second thought I send the message and stare at my phone. Oh god what did I do? The regret sets in and I whip my phone againist the wall. You could have made this so much worse for Phil you bloody git! My brain screeches, I feel like I'm looking at Phil through glass, so close yet I can't find him. Why can't I find him its not fair! He never did anything to anyone and now hes just gone, thats what the world does to people.

The world is truly a fucked up excuse for anything.

I'm just so lonely without him.
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Phil's POV

Phil's been alone for hours, fighting to find anything to think about. He's run out of things to think, feels to feel.

The blindfold is still wrapped firmly around Phil's eyes, and, while his hands are free, He's afriad to even move them.

An hour ago they beat him worse than ever. Saying something about this being all Dan's fault. Phil hopes he didn't do anything stupid.

Phil says them because more than one person hurt him earlier, a third person holding him back while the others went for his face. Probably everybody from the car those bastards.

Sometimes Phil gets flashes of confidence, that quickly fall to despair as they're met with nothing but slience.

"Phil?" The sound of a voice breaks Phil from his thoughts and causes him to spin his head towards it. He knows that voice.

"Dan!!" Phil screeches, unable to crawl over to Dan because his ankles are chained to something."Dan oh my god please help me," Phil chokes, Dan's voice filled him with so much relief and hope.

Dan wipes a tear from Phil's cheek. Making Phil sob harder an try to get closer to him.

"We have to, we have to go," Phil whimpers, wishing Dan wrapped his arms around him. Thats wen he notices Dan hasn't said anything in a while.

"Dan?" He asks, moving his arm to feel Dan but getting met by nothing.

Slience, it roaring in Phils ear and tears are getting worse."Dan? Dan please! Please tell me I'm not crazy!"

Thats when a blow hits, a giant whap right across Phils cheekbone and knocks him to the ground. "Dan?" Phil whispers in confusion. Only to be met by slience again.

Another hits his stomach, and Phil curls into a ball, pain radiating through his ribs.

"Dan please, no," Phil whimpers, another blow kicking his jaw.

Than, its quiet again, Phil surrounded with just the sound of his tears.

That wasn't Dan, ig couldn't be, Dan would never hurt him, never.

"What did you do to Dan?!" Phil screams at nothing before falling into tears again.

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