"dan."
he looked up.
finally.
he was here.
"dad; i've been waiting for you to show up."
he had been.
waiting and waiting, his mind clouded with the thought of decimation.
"really now? and here i was thinking you didn't want to see me."
dan felt his mouth twitch at the corners.
"on the contrary, i wish you came sooner; you took your time."
because it was true.
"there's something...different about you today."
his dad looked confused; there was a crease between his eyebrows.
"i'll bet there is."
dan was standing now and he moved over to the door.
he closed it.
then he turned back to the man.
"you need to leave me alone"
and the man laughed.
"the mere memory of me will always haunt you."
"not if i can help it."
a cackle of a laugh.
"help it? son, you have no control over anything; your life is a mess"
dan stood a little taller.
he breathed in fire and let it fill him.
he was burning.
and at that moment, he felt like he could do anything.
"i love my life."
he said it simply and his dad stared blankly.
"i love writing—"
an interruption:
"you don't even write—"
"i love my job—"
"you wish you did something else—"
dan spoke faster, the words spilling from his mouth uncontrollable but beautifully true.
"i love lie-ins and movie marathons, i love coffee on a rainy day, i love tumblr and youtube and you know what? i fucking love my fiancé."
and as dan burned brighter his dad seemed to be fading.
"phil is everything good in this world and if he wants me by his side then by hell that must mean
i'm something too."
a smile.
"i'm not the same boy as i was then; you can't haunt me anymore."
and when dan opened the door again, he was alone in the room.
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oh ms believer // phan
Fanfiction[SEQUEL TO TREES] oh, ms believer, my pretty sleeper your twisted mind is like snow on the road your shaking shoulders prove that it's colder inside your head than the winter of dead i will tell you i love you but the muffs on your ears will cater...
