Risk - Phan

Prologue

I wake up, my eyes slowly adjusting to the yellow light dimming the purple bedroom. I run my fingers through my messy hair whilst I notice a breeze sending me shivers down my nearly undressed body. I turn to see a figure resting on the other side of the bed.

Wait what?

I jolt up, standing in this rather unfamiliar room in which I have trouble remembering how I got in the first place. My head throbs with confusion and shock, but I somehow manage to grab my stuff.

What the hell am I doing here?

I scatter out the door and in the hallway. As I was about to leave the apartment, I hear her voice calling my name.

"Phil?" She's almost yelling

I try my best to rush out the entrance in silence. Hopefully she didn't notice that I just left. I'm not in the mood to run away. I don't even think that I might be physically able to.

After an approximate 5 minutes walk, going to absolute nowhere, my legs begin feeling sluggish and I throw myself on the nearest patch of grass next to me.

I stare blankly at the cement in front of me, not noticing any bare movement around.

"Um.. Phil is that you?"

I could barely see the person that spoke to me, due to the poor lighting in the darkest hour of the night. But the familiarity in the voice is enough for me to recognize him.

"Dan" I greet him

"Are you alright?" He asks, seemingly concerned, as he sits next to me

And that's when I let out a huge, long laugh, that withheld a mixture of emotions that I've kept in me for a long time.

"Am I alright?" I repeat, my laughs starting to resemble to cries "So now you care, huh? After all the shit you've put me through, now you actually pretend to give a fuck?"

Dan puts on a surprised look, probably because of my choice of words. He knows that I must be really mad to swear like that.

"Phil," he starts saying, as I'm ready to ignore him "Phil! Listen to me! I swear I never meant for you-"

"SHUT UP DAN!" I yell uncontrollably "SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! DON'T START OFF WITH YOUR SHITTY EXCUSES! YOU RUINED MY LIFE AND-"

Tears start rolling down my cheeks, and I try to hide them. But Dan seems to notice them anyways.

"I'm sorry" he says in the most honest tone imaginable.

No way I'm falling for that again.

"Just go away, please" I tell him in a trembling voice

"I'd understand if you don't believe me," he says "but it really hurts me seeing you like this"

He gets up and I can feel his sorry glance on me, before he turns and walks away.

Here I am, sobbing, watching Dan leaving me alone in the dark. Weeks earlier, I would've given anything for him to always stay by my side. But I guess that by now, all hope and courage that I've ever had dissipated in utter void.

Here is the tale that brought me in this state. It all started 3 months ago.