I stare out the car window solemnly, watching the raindrops run down the glass. I have to go back to my mum's today, which means I'll be farther away from Phil. My dad smokes a cigarette in the front seat as we pull up to my house. I grab my stuff and get out, slamming the car door, not even bothering to say goodbye.
Heading inside, I find my mum drinking wine in the kitchen and nod a small hello to her. She just continues sipping the red liquid and doesn't seem to even notice me. I wonder how long she's been sitting there.
Closing my bedroom door, I flop down on my bed, wishing I could be somewhere else. Thoughts of school the next day flurry through my mind and cause me to feel slightly sick.
'Go kill yourself.'
'Pathetic.'
'Waste of space.'
'Worthless.'
'Stupid.'
All the things I've been called over the years eat away at me. I feel like I'm suffocating, drowning.
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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...
