I shiver in the darkness, petrified. The shock of what just happened hits me like a truck. I run to the bathroom and turn on the shower, ignoring my clothes and stepping in. I let the water run down my body and I dispense soap into my shaking hand, scrubbing my skin as hard as I can.
I can't believe that disgusting man touched me like that. I shudder and continue scrubbing, my clothes totally soaked. I feel so revolting. Suddenly I hunch over and puke, stomach clenching in pain.
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Help Me Live || Phan
FanfictionThis is the prequel to Let Me Die. Dan Howell is sad. But its more than that. He's not just sad, he's depressed. His friend Phil wants to help him, but how can you help someone who doesn't want to be helped? TW: cutting, depression, suicide, bulimia...
