Heart ache. That's all i've felt when I woke up. It seems like it's all getting worse. This pain is consuming me and it's changing who I use to be. I hate who I am now, I hate me without Phil.
i'm sorry Phil.. I whisper as I quickly stumble into my bathroom.
"Dan?" I heard Ian say from the other side of the door.
"..What.." I quietly say
"I'm am going to head to the store, do you happen to need anything?" He mumbled.
"I'll be fine." I quickly said.
"Alright, I will be back later." I heard him say as his footsteps went away.
As soon as I heard the front door shut, I looked at myself in the mirror.
"You're nothing.." I whispered to myself as i opened the mirror taking out a box containing all my razors.
I sit on the edge of the tub with the razor in my hand. I stared at my wrists, where laid 2 deep scars on my wrist from before Phil came along. Sorry I let you down, Phil... I thought to myself as I ran the blade across my wrist. The blood dripping from my wrist to the floor.
I stood up and leaned on the wall as everything was getting blurry. I opened the door and stumbled to the living room, leaving a blood trail behind me.
Everything got dark and I felt myself fall. The only thing I could feel was the blood and heart ache that was killing me.
"Dan? Dan?!" I heard Anthony's voice, "DAN! What the fuck did you do! Why!" His voice was cracking.
Then, everything hit. I couldn't hear or feel anything anymore. Or did I?
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Never Forget Me (A Phan-Fic)
FanfictionIt was a typical friendship, as so they thought. Until Dan fell for Phil, and Phil fell for Dan. The day Dan was going to tell Phil his feelings, was the day Phil was murdered. But no one found him, or his body. Dan knew something was wrong, and so...
