A/N This Is my old multi chapter that was on my old account. Enjoy!
Disclaimer-I don't own Dan or Phil.
Warnings- Self-harm, Swearing. Passing out, suicide.
Goodbye.
Phils' mind flickered with thoughts. Why did everyone hate him? Why was he so stupid? No wonder he had no one, he was disgusting. There he sat on the bathroom toilet eyes full of tears. His pale hands quivering with inner pain. A sharp blade between his thumb, middle finger and forefinger. His whole body shaking, he pressed the sharp tip into the soft skin of his wrist. Blood pooled at the tip of the blade. The tears from his eyes poured out, not holding them anymore. He kept doing this over and over the blood pooling on his arm and dripping on the floor He couldn't stop crying. He dropped the blade to the floor. And blood slowly dripped from his wrist to his elbow. He slid off the toilet on to the cold tile floor. His face pressed to the cold granite. That cut blending with the others. He let the thoughts that he had been holding back flow. His family, his problems, and the note scrawled on a paper.
Phil,
I'm seriously done with us. With you.
You're problems are too much for me.
Goodbye.
His Julia was gone. The only girl he ever let himself love. She was his everything. They had fallen in love in Paris. She was the only one who helped him, who made him feel normal again. She made him realize that life was worth it. He tried to call her. She changed her number. He kept crying and waiting for her to come home. For her to Come back and be with him. Help him feel better again. As he lye there on the tile he wished she were back in his arms. She was probably out with another guy already. She had always been the "get over feelings fast" type. He felt his eyes slowl closing. And his head felt light. He closed his eyes and whispered, "Goodbye."
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