Title: Savin' Me
Rated: M (Mature)
Genre(s): Romance/Angst/Hurt/Comfort
Pair(s): Chris/Phil, Jeff/Adam, ?/Chris, Matt/AJ
Summary: Even though Phil passed his public field sobriety test, the GM still stripped him of his title. Humiliated and heartbroken, Phil knows exactly who to blame. Chris Jericho. Can their relationship survive this test?
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone. I also don't own the song.
Warning: Slash, Mentioned Alcoholism, Self-Harm
Part: 6/? – Save Me: An Interlude
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Slowly, Phil walked into the shower stall and closed the door behind him. He extended his free hand out to turn the water on as hot as it would come, and it blistered his skin until thick red marks distorted the alabaster flesh. And then, still fully clothed, he sat down underneath the full blast from the showerhead. Lazily, he lifted the shard and stared at the silver surface. Chris knew that he was from a defective family, and from the way he talked, he believed that Phil was defective as well. He didn't want Phil anymore. He had lied to take his title, and then he had sealed away his love. What did Phil have left to live for?
With one last moment of hesitation, Phil looked down at the broken shard and contemplated throwing it away. He was stronger than this. He had overcome the pain before, and he could do it a second time. But then, Chris' voice filled his head. The taunts heavily laced with sarcasm and revulsion clouded his mind and disturbed the process of rationalization. Chris would want him to do this. He would want him to destroy himself, so that he wouldn't have to bother with the divorce. He wanted Phil to self-destruct. Why else would he act this way? And then there was the hell that he had endured from John Laureinitis. It was better this way for everyone…
Without further delay, Phil took the shard to his wrist and cut downward. Each and every old wound busted under the pressure, and soon a thin line of crimson blossomed from the wounded area. All too soon, that thin line turned into a river. It flowed down his arm and onto the floor, where the constant flow of water turned it pinkish before it washed down the drain. Dizziness overcame him suddenly, and the shard fell from his hand. He rested his head on the wall of the shower stall, the room around him slowly flowing in and out of focus. Unable to hold himself upright any longer, he fell to the floor. Olive eyes slowly slid closed as the water started to cool.
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A/N: Yes, I know it's short. But it leaves a nice, healthy cliffhanger. Tune in to the next chapter to find out if Phil will be found, or if this is the end… Please Review!