It's 2:33 AM and I didn't get any sleep, everything has just been killing me. Why is everyone I care about leaving me. I let out a sigh, feeling my brain kill itself.
I hear a grunt then something drop. The curious person I am, I get out of bed and stumble to the front bathroom. My eyes widen in shock, and my heart falls hard.
"Anthony.." I whispered as my voice was cracking, tears forming.
I run to grab some wraps and when I come back, I see his face pale, and I knew I couldn't do anything at this point. I drop the wraps and I get down, holding Anthony tightly, feeling the blood of him soaking into my jeans the same way Phil's did.
"Make it all better.... I'm not ready to g-go.." Anthony softly says before he closes his eyes.
"I-i'm sorry...." My voice cracks as tears fall on his light blue t-shirt "I-IAN!" I yell as loud as I could, holding Anthony as I use to do Phil.
Hearing Ian's footsteps grow near, I hold Anthony tighter. My tears soaking in his shirt, as his blood soaks in mine.
"Yes D-..." Ian's voice get's choked up. "Anthony..." He covers his mouth, as tears form in his eyes.
"I'm sorry." I whisper, looking at Ian.
"..Get some sleep, Dan." Ian says walking up to me. I knew what was going to happen, Ian never cries in front of people.
As I let go of Anthony I feel my heart shatter, and everything of me die.
Walking to my bedroom I could hear Ian sobbing. And within his sobbing I could hear the pain. Ian never cries, at least not like this. Sooner or later, Anthony is going to be Ian. And there is nothing I can do about it but try and stop it. And the more I think about it, the more I realize that it could be me, and maybe that would make this all stop. All the pain is to much. This is too much.
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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...
