After about 3 minutes, I decided to text Phil, dead or not. I just needed to know he was okay.
"Phil? where are you?" I text him quickly and I put my phone down, walking to the living room.
I went into my Kitchen when I heard a knock on the front door.
"Come on in Anthony, it's unlocked." I say grabbing a glass and filling it with water.
After I finish the glass of water I don't hear anything, I get curious. Did Anthony not hear me? Just as I turned around I see a guy with a tattoo on his face, then I felt a sharp pain on my head, then everything went black.
As I regain consciousness the room is now cold, and i'm laying on concrete. My head is bleeding and I knew that where I was isn't a place that I know of.
"Don't fucking talk, or i'll make sure you regret it." I hear a voice say, deep.
I can't see anything, the blindfold is way to tight around my head, and the ropes on my wrists are making it hard not to make a noise. Sitting up I hit shoulders with someone, I think for a second, and all I thought about is that It was Anthony or Ian.
I hear the man's footsteps go away and the door slam, so I decided to figure out who was right next to me.
"Hello?" I quietly whisper.
"Dan?!" the voice whispered loudly.
Just then, everything hit me.
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Never Forget Me (A Phan-Fic)
FanficIt 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...
