Hunger Point | Phan

Chapter Twenty-three: Captured

A sour taste filled my mouth and I felt all of the air leave my lungs. He... left? After this morning? Without telling me where he was going? What was so important he couldn't have waited until I woke up--or that he couldn't wake me up--for? A pit grew in my stomach, replacing the sinking with a blackhole, and tears blurred my vision. Was I overreacting? Expecting too much? Should he not have stuck around? Maybe he had right to leave, I don't know. I just feel like he should be here.... It just hurt. Pushing myself off the couch, I ignored the stars flooding my vision and rushed to the stairs in the hall, needing to fix it: the weird feeling, the knot in my stomach, the itching under my skin that could only be relieved by tearing my skin open, letting the itchy little spiders dance out. The worst part about it was that it was due to the one person I loved the most. God, I shouldn't have gotten attached, he is killing me--Loving him is killing me.

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I was shaking all over and there was so much blood. The cuts were deep, too deep, and they were everywhere: my arms, my legs, my stomach, there were even some across my throat. I just wanted to be gone. "Dan? Phil, are you back yet?" I heard suddenly from Phil's bedroom, knowing it was his mom. I stood, blood tickling my legs as it rushed towards the ground as I walked to the door. Flinging it open, I walked to Phil's bedroom, not caring that I was a bloody messand most likely looked like a psychopath. "Where is he?!" I asked as soon as I saw her in there, letting tears stream down my face instead of wiping them away. "He went out with PJ, Dan, what's wr--Oh, Dan, what happened?! What did you do?!" She asked when she saw me, eyes wide, rushing past me into her bedroom across the hall. I heard her on the phone, speaking hysterically, "Send an ambulance, he's going to bleed to death, Hurry!" I started breathing the fast, shaking my head. "No, tell them not to come! I'm okay!" I begged, ignoring her as she fussed over me. "Why'd you do this?!" She asked, hugging me tight. My throat closed up.

        "Because he-he left! He left me after this m-morning, he didn't tell me, why didn't he tell me? He freaking walked out of me, fuck, He didn't love me enough to stay! He didn't..." I trailed off as I heard the sirens, shivering against Phil's mum. Phil. Why would he leave me? Why wasn't I enough? My vision began narrowing as she tried to soothe and reassure me but there was no convincing me. I knew the truth.

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I woke up in the hospital, wrapped in a layer of bandages, dizzy from all of the medications they had me on through IVs.

        "What would you suggest?" Phil's mother was saying, presumably to a doctor or nurse of some sort. "Ashworth Hospital. They work with cases such as these all the time, and we have it in our records that Daniel has already been, twice before.." My blood ran cold. Fuck no, I couldn't go back there. My mom sent me once as a punishment for running away when I was fourteen, pegging me as a delinquent teen and once more, six months later, right after my fifteenth birthday after she caught me attempting to overdose on amoxycillan; a medication I was lethally allergic to. Yeah...I couldn't go back. It was terrible and it took me ages to get out after I tried to kill myself, they spent two weeks simply questioning my sanity, then another for testing medications on me. It's the root of my eating disorder, too. In a place like that where I needed to feel pain to cope I simply refused to eat. And it didn't stop when I left...and wouldn't stop when I went back. But I didn't possess the strength to speak up and Phil's mum thought it was an absolutely great idea. This was all Phil's fault, too. He just had to string me along then drop me. I hope he's happy.

[ Phil ]

        After Dan fell asleep, I watched him for a few minutes, a smile fixed on my face. I loved him, I loved him, I loved him. I'll love him forever.

But then I was reminded of a little problem I had going on 'downstairs' due to Dan's hair-pulling and that it'd probably be best to take a shower; a cold one. So off I went.

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When I got out of the shower and into warm pajamas, my phone was lit up with multiple text messages, all from PJ.

Hey, Phil, can we talk?

Phil?

It's urgent, okay.

Look, I need you to meet me. Behind the library? Please don't bring Dan? It's so important.

Please tell me you're on your way.

"I'm on my way." I texted back, changing my clothes yet again. PJ was lucky he was my bestfriend.

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I hated leaving Dan but I gave him a kiss on his forehead, reclothing him before promising to be back soon, hoping that would suffice. This better not take long.

        But when I rounded the library corner to see it's back completely deserted, my only companion being a dumpster and book return station, I sighed, rolling my eyes, aggravation building up inside of me. Urgent, huh?! I texted PJ, fuming. I was furious. What if Dan woke up--alone?! That would not be okay, if it were reversed, I'd want Dan be there to kiss me awake. I hope he wouldn't be upset..I hope he'll understand.

What are you talking about? My phone pinged, alerting me I had a new message. I was about to reply with something sort of douchey, a whole lot of sarcastic when something round and cold pressed into my temple and something soft and silky got caught between my lips, causing me unable to speak understandably.

        My heart sunk to my feet. Somehow, those texts weren't from PJ. I was set up.. and I think I know by who...

"Miss me?" He asked, tugging me backwards with ease.

        My father.

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okay you would've gotten this chapter hours ago but I'm at my girlfriend's house and partway through it she tugged me backwards and tickled me to death then she made us tea and left it in the microwave, distracting me, then she took me outside to cuddle on the swing on the front porch with coffee and a soft blanket and she was really romantic and sweet and cute BUT I HADN'T FINISHED TYPING THIS CHAPTER UP SO I COULDN'T ENJOY IT JESUS HALEI GOSH

        but yeah, here, have it now. also don't hate me :):):):)

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