What Evil Lurks

by Abandoned78

Inspired by The Phantom by Editing Is Everything (on YouTube). Dan and Phil thought they had their lives together, but... When Dan starts having nightmares and Phil comes home to find him crumpled on the floor, terrified of what he calls The Creak, Phil wants answers. But the shadows don't want him to know. Will Dan be lost? Redemption can come in horrible times. (T for horror.)

3. Chapter 3

Hey guys, it's me again. What's up?

Here's the next chapter.

(Also I know Dan would never do drugs. I don't mean any disrespect, I love Dan and Phil soooo much.)

(P.S. I'm going to start doing song recommendations, so this week's song is Collar Full by Panic! At The Disco.)

Chapter 3

Phil pulled Dan up from the floor, scared at how limp his best friend's body was. He pulled Dan onto the bed, tucking a sheet around him. Phil tried not topic as he checked for a pulse, finding only a faint one. He grabbed his phone to ring the hospital.

Dan stirred, groaning quietly at his pounding headache. "No," he said, noticing Phil holding the phone. "No hospitals. I'm fine." He pushed himself into a sitting position to prove it, then slumped down with a wave of nausea.

"What happened?" Phil asked, setting his phone down on the windowsill where he could grab it at a moment's notice.

"It's not what you think, Phil, alright!" Dan said, his voice rising in sudden anger. His eyes flashed, then calmed and he said quietly, "I made you a promise. It won't happen again. Ever."

Phil blinked sudden tears from his eyes. No one else knew about what had happened all those years ago, back in 2012. Sure, people knew about the fights and the lies and the hurt, but not about this.

Phil knew.

He had been so terrified when he came home to find Dan on the floor, staring up unseeingly at the ceiling. The doctor's words still echoed in his ears.

Overdose

Drugs

Nearly died

Phil's hands shook as he looked at Dan. The brunette had now pushed himself into a sitting position. "What happened?" Phil asked.

"I… don't really know. I heard a sound and thought it was you and then it wasn't and then… and then…" Dan started shaking with sobs and Phil crawled onto the bed next to him and wrapped his arms around him. Dan put his arms around Phil and buried his face in his shoulder, breathing in the scent of him, of Phil. This was his safe place, here in this room, with Phil.

He sighed and as he dropped off to sleep, he whispered, "Thank you."

Phil's POV

I lay there, his head slowly dropping onto my chest, and watch him fall asleep. His eyes relax and calm. The fire that constantly burns in them quietly quells itself and his eyelids drop lower and lower. Eventually his face calms, and as I look at him, sleeping peacefully for the first time in goodness knows how long, I promise myself one thing.

I will protect him.