Title: Wait for me Phil!

Warnings: self-mutilation, depression, bullying, hate speech, Self-hatred, homophobia, mentions of suicide. -IF ANY OF THESE THEMES MAKE YOU UNCOMFORTABLE, PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS STORY-

Summary: Phil cannot take the hate anymore. In his last hour, he waits for his savior.

Media: This fanfiction was inspired by Three Days Grace - Time of Dying.

'I can't take it anymore. The hatred, the insults, the death threats-'

Phil's breath caught in his throat. He dared to glance up at the picture reflecting in the large mirror in front of him.

Disgusting.

There was a part of him that said this as his eyes bore into the reflection shown in the glass; ogling at his battered appearance.

What a freak.

Several tears escaped his eyes as he continued to scrutinize his image.

Your greasy, matted hair. Your stupid haircut. Your ugly, vexatious face. And your ugly, hideous, revolting eyes.

He was ugly, unwanted, unneeded, and a waste of air.

He couldn't stop the tears from falling now. He took a glimpse at his arms. His tears mixing with the blood spilling from the neat, straight slices on his wrists.

On the ground I lay,

Motionless in pain.

I can see my life flashing before my eyes.

He didn't mean to slice this deep this time. He had thought of suicide many times, but he had never meant for this to happen.

"Faggot!"

His eyes shot open as the memory reiterated in his mind. He remembered the people who would insult him with those words in grade school.

"Queer!"

"You whore!"

"You're a vile sinner!"

With this, his sobs grew louder. Maybe suicide wasn't a bad idea. Maybe he could finally leave this world that caused him so much pain.

The blood wouldn't stop flowing. The searing pain in his arms was becoming unbearable.

Did I fall asleep?

Is this all a dream?

Wake me up, I'm living a nightmare!

He couldn't do this. He couldn't. His world seemed to shatter as he realized what would happen if he did commit suicide.

What would Dan do when he finds me?

That seemed to be enough for Phil to realize what he had done.

He stood from the floor and shuffled into the bathroom. He wiped the blood from his arms and poured alcohol on a towel. He hissed as the doused fabric met the slits on his wrists.

He wrapped bandages around his arms and climbed into his bed.

I will not die! (I will not die...)

I will survive!

He dialed Dan's number and waited for him to pick up.

"Hey Philly! What's up?"

The sound of his voice almost made Phil break down again. He was so happy. How was he supposed to tell him that he-

"Phil? Are you there?"

"D-d-Dan?" He tried to stop his voice from breaking, but his efforts were ineffectual. He knew Dan could tell he was recently crying. He could almost hear Dan's smile fade, his heartbeat rising, and him sucking in a gulp of air.

"Phil?! What's wrong?! Are you okay?" He chuckled and even projected a minuscule smile at the concern and worry in his boyfriend's tone.

He simply stated, "I'm tired Dan. P-please come home. I n-need you.", as he sniffed lightly.

"I'll be right there. Just wait for me okay Philly?"

Despite know Dan couldn't see him, he nodded his head once and hung up the phone. His eyelids were heavy, but he continued to wait.

I will not die, I'll wait here for you!

I feel alive, when your beside me!

I will not die, I'll wait here for you!

In my time of dying...

Dan had left for the weekend to visit some old friends in Manchester. Phil felt guilty for ruining his and his friends' weekend. But, he really needed his boyfriend right now.

On this bed I lay, losing everything.

I can see my life passing me by.

Was it all too much?

Or just not enough?

Wake me up, I'm living in a nightmare!

It was getting harder and harder to keep my eyes open. I could feel blood soaking my bandages.

'I hope Dan gets here soon-Or I'll be bleeding out on my bed.'

I will not die! (I will not die...)

I will survive!

I will not die, I'll wait here for you!

I feel alive, when your beside me!

I will not die, I'll wait here for you!

In my time of dying...

Dan wouldn't be here for about an hour. I decided to try and take my attention off of my injuries. I decided to re- watch season 1 of Buffy the vampire slayer.

As he watches Sarah Michelle Geller as Buffy, try to prevent The Master from taking over Sunnydale, he wonders where Dan is now.

I will not die, I'll wait here for you!

I feel alive, when your beside me!

I will not die, I'll wait here for you!

In my time of dying...

I will not die, I'll wait here for you!

I will not die, when your beside me!

I will not die, I'll wait here for you!

In my time of dying...

"Wait for me Philly!"

"Okay Dan."

I realized some parts of the story switch from 3rd person omniscient POV to 1st person POV; but I think it works. If it is too confusing, I'll either change it or place caption to show you who's POV it is. But anyways guys, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and please leave any requests in the reviews section and/or PM me, if you want a story done. I will try to update again soon, but I can't make any promises. Also, these ARE one-shots, but if several of you guys like a specific story a lot; I'll consider making a new chapter for it (Especially if you request it). Love all my Croners out there! Bai!

- Syn