The Wrong Way Around [Phan]

Chapter 29

Dan's Pov

I looked up into the eyes of the doctor (autocorrect keeps capitalizing doctor xD) hopefully.

"Is he alive? Is he okay?" I asked.

The man gave me a sad look, and all my hope instantly abandoned me.

"For now, he's alive," the man said solemnly. "But not for long. He won't make it, there's nothing we can do. I'm so sorry."

I nodded my head, feeling numb. It was happening again. How could it be happening again? It wasn't fair.

I felt a tear land on my lap. I wiped my hand along my face and pulled it away to discover it soaked with more tears. But I didn't care anymore. I let them fall, let them slide down my face and onto my pants. 

Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that that doctor was still standing there, looking at me sympathetically. "Would you like to say goodbye?" he asked me.

This time, I shook my head.

I couldn't bear to see him dying again.

"He is awake, you know," the man tried to persuade me to go in. "I'm sure there's nothing more he'd like than to see than you in his last moments."

I looked up into the man's bright blue eyes.

They looked like Phil's eyes...

I shook my head again, then finally spoke to the doctor. "Tell him I fainted.  That I was too shocked. Tell him I can't come in and see him."

"But-"

"Go!" I shouted,  suddenly standing up, spit flying everywhere. "I can't go in there! Just tell him I fainted, alright?! I CAN'T GO IN THERE!"

I watched the man scurry away down the hall as I collapsed back into the chair behind me and dissolved into tears.

My boyfriend. My everything. My entire world. That was what Phil was.

And I would never see him again.

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Don't kill me! I will be updating again in a little while, so please put your pitchforks and torches away! I'm sorry for the short chapter and horrible ending!

May you one day read a Phan fiction in which no one dies!