hey guys, strawberry here :)
so unfortunately, I went back to school today :/ so updates will not be as frequent as they have been the past 2 weeks.
other than that, I hope you guys enjoy the chapter :)
Phil shook his head. "No, no I'm not okay. Dan, he, he was there." Phil said in a panicked voice.
Dan's eyebrows furrowed. "What do you mean he was there? Who?... Oh God." He realized.
"That, that wasn't me before Dan. That was him in control of me." Phil cried.
Dan dropped the bowl in shock, it shattering on the floor beneath their feet.
"That wasn't you speaking before?" Dan asked, gripping on to the wall with one hand.
Phil shook his head regretfully. "No, it wasn't me Dan."
Dan swallowed the lump in his throat before looking back at Phil.
"It's... it's you right now though, right?" Dan asked uneasy.
"It is." Phil said quietly. "But I don't know how much more time we have before Andrew emerges again and takes over. I, I don't want him to hurt you again Dan." Phil whimpered.
"I won't let him hurt me again Phil." Dan whispered.
Phil shook his head. "Dan, before we were able to control it. But now that he's dead, he's much more powerful now than he was before. You, you might not be able to stop him."
Dan remained quiet as he looked at the man in front of him.
"There has to be a way..." Dan whispered suddenly.
"Did the priest call yet?" Phil asked quietly.
Dan shook his head. "No, he didn't. But I sure hope he does... soon." Dan added.
Phil nodded and looked down to the floor, looking at the shattered bowl that remains there. He chuckled slightly.
"You said you bringing me dinner, why is the bowl empty?" Phil asked looking back up at Dan, trying to add something light into the heavy air.
Dan chuckled slightly and shrugged. "I was going to see what you wanted." Dan said.
Phil raised an eyebrow and shook his head playfully. "Suuuuure. You didn't eat it." Phil said, now bending down to pick up the broken bowl.
"Oh shut up you. I was trying to be a nice boyfriend."
"By eating my food? Sure." Phil said, laughing now.
Dan playfully pushed him, careful not to hit him too hard because of the glass on the ground.
Dan stuck his tongue out at the older man when he bent his head back down.
When cleaning up the glass, Phil felt a pang of pain hit him in the back of his head.
'come on philly, there's glass right in front of you... do it.' The voice taunted Phil.
Phil's body launched slightly forward as he felt an even more intense pain in his abdomen.
"Phil?" Dan asked.
Phil let out a breath he didn't even realize he was holding.
"Phil? Are you alright?" Dan asked, slightly tensed.
Phil's head shot up, his eyes looking straight into Dan's.
But just as Dan feared, Phil's eyes were black yet again.
Dan's eyes widened. "P-Phil?" Dan asked, scared.
"Phil's not here." A demonic voice that wasn't Phil's said, coming out of Phil's mouth though.
Dan jumped up and started backing up. 'Phil' stood up too but stood still. He didn't move as Dan started to back away.
"A-Andrew? Is that you in there?" Dan whimpered.
'Phil' smirked.
"Andrew please, leave us alone." Dan cried.
He stayed silent as Phil's body launched itself forward yet again, Phil's body landing on it's knees in front of him.
Phil started coughing intensely and he was holding his stomach.
"P-Phil? Is-is that you?" Dan cried from the corner.
Phil didn't answer, all he did was cough.
Dan slowly started to make his way over to the older man, carefully not to step on any of the glass that he had dropped previously before. "Phil?"
Phil's breathing slowed slightly and his coughing slowed down, officially coming to a stop after a few moments.
Dan watched in silence as Phil lifted his head again, but thankfully this time to Dan, his eyes returned back to their normal color of blue.