Disclaimer: I don't own Dan or Phil. I also don't own any other YouTubers you may see in this story (such as KickThePj [PJ Liguori],crabstickz (Chris Kendall) sprinkleofglitter [Louise Pentland], etc.), any real life references you may see, social media (Primarily YouTube, but also Twitter, Facebook, Tumblr, etc.), music/song references, as well as artists/bands (such as Muse, MCR, etc.), and whatever you recognize. I am not creative enough to own that stuff :P I do own my OC, Abigail Elizabeth Woods, who I think is creative...?

Chapter 32: And I Ran

Phil Lester; AmazingPhil
11:27 PM

A bit busy nowadays, so I am going on a lil' mini-vacation from the internet. Will return with food and lions ^-^

Dan Howell; danisnotonfire

11:30 PM

taking a cheeky hiatus to catch up on some things. don't destroy yourselves while i'm gone.

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"Sit, or you can watch fucking head fall off," Rosa demands. Phil wordlessly goes to the couch without hesitation, but Dan is rooted in his place.

"What are you going to do, Dan?" she growls. "Hit me?"

The knife gets threateningly close to Abi's neck, and she stiffens visibly. Their eyes meet. Abi looks at the couch, and then back at him, as if saying "behave" with that stare.

He moves to the couch, and Rosa smiles, lowering the knife and pulling Abi's shirt. She drags her onto the couch with one push. Abi instinctively moves closer to Dan, and he manages to sneak a worried glance her way before Rosa stands in front of them, almost towering metres above them.

"What do you want with us?" Dan grits out, and Abi nudges him softly. Rosa's head goes back, and she's laughing.

"Funny you should ask, babe," Rosa purrs, moving closer to him that he could feel her breath on his lips. "I didn't know you would be this mad."

"Mad?" he growls, clenching his fist. "Rosa, when we're done here, it's going to be a lot more than mad."

"Dan," Abi scolds under her breath. Rosa flashes him a smile.

"I just didn't know you'd be upset of a grand gesture that was planned for years," she said, looking at her nails nonchalantly, "just for you."

Dan's breath hitches, and now Phil speaks up.

"Let them go," Phil says, voice shaky.

"Why would I ever do that if I am getting what I want?" Rosa asks. "Haven't we been over this, Phil? If I wanted Dan, I would have to get rid of you. And if I wanted Dan, I would have to put an end to this...roomie."

Rosa grins, and adds, "And isn't that something that shows I want to start a lifetime together, Dan?"

"What do you want?" Abi blurts out. "If you wanted to kill us, you would've."

"Don't be silly, Abi," Rosa says, rolling her eyes. "This isn't a spy film — I can kill you whenever the fuck I wanted to. You're a bit easy though, as you are pretty much a broken toy ready to be swept away."

"Fuck off!" Dan shouts, and the next thing he knew, a cold hand slaps his cheek. His head flies to the side in surprise, and Abi nearly screams.

"Get off him!" Phil is now shouting; something Abi didn't feel comfortable seeing.

Rosa ignores him, grabbing Dan's head by the cheeks and scratching her nails into his skin.

"I'll tell you what we're going to do." Her eyes don't leave his. "We're going to play by my rules now. I have been following you for years now, and now it's time you do the same for me."

She pushes his head back, and it hits against the couch. Everyone falls quiet, and Rosa huffs, pulling back from Dan.

"None of you are leaving the house," she orders. "None of you are going on YouTube, or any social media either — wouldn't want something to...slip."

Dan and Phil look at each other, and it almost makes Abi scared; they always joked about not surviving minutes without the internet, but this time it felt a bit too real.

"Wouldn't it be lovely to spend some time together?" Rosa continues. "You can give me the...ultimate phangirl experience. Wouldn't that be fun?"

When no one answers, Rosa smiles, almost satisfied.

"Well now that we are all settled," She claps her hands as if she was the fucking host, "how about a movie? I am feeling...Studio Ghibli?"

She winks, and adds, "Maybe a fluffy one, though. No one wants to see blood before it's spilled."

The fact that Phil went back to his old branding for a split second made Dan want to cry a little.

Sure, Phil didn't mind as much about his old lion branding — because, let's be honest, no one was as cringe as 2011 Dan — but it stung that he mentioned it because it was standard AmazingPhil, but he couldn't hear Phil.

He heard someone trying to please a fan to a point where it wasn't "fan service" anymore, and this situation was almost a hyperbolic version of that kind of hell.

Because now a week has passed and he felt less like a human and more like a robot. True to their word, they haven't been outside or on the internet in the last week, as they were indeed busy — making sure no mistakes were made in Rosa's "phangirl experience."

It was beginning to become too much — eating cereal for dinner, watching movies, playing video games; all of things that were fun have now turned into obstacles.

If anything, it was all his fault. Rosa wanted a literal end to Abi because of him, and has used Phil to be able to get close to him. Because at the end of the day, it was him that she wanted, and she'd eventually have him.

"Danny?" Rosa purrs, trailing kisses up his neck. He blinks, surprised, and watches Phil visibly stiffen from on the other side of the couch. "Isn't this your favourite song?"

It probably is. He couldn't tell. All he could see was the things outside his view of Rosa's rosy face; Phil was reading a book on the couch, and Abi was cooking dinner. Striker was sitting at Phil's feet, and he could hear the song, "Space Dementia", playing; no, that wasn't his favourite song, but as ironic as it was, he didn't expect her to know.

He tells Rosa that it is his favourite, and she smiles, almost content with the answer. For a minute, he's almost afraid she'll see through his facade.

"What are you cooking, Abi?" Rosa says instead, looking over her shoulder and towards the kitchen. "It smells absolutely delicious."

Dan sneaks a glance at Abi, whose face visibly tenses. Rosa's pearly smile falls.

"Abi?" she presses. "You going to answer?"

Abi presses her lips together, and it was like Dan could feel the pent-up frustration from the last week. He could feel it all tumbling down, and it was over when he hears a tiny, fed-up breath.

"What the fuck do you think you're playing at, Abi?" Rosa growls, standing up with a force that nearly knocks Dan off the couch. Phil looks up from his book with an indescribable look in his eyes.

"I'm cooking," Abi grits out, and Dan could tell she was at her breaking point. Rosa goes up to her and presses herself against Abi.

"Fucking sorry?" Rosa yells. "Do you think this is the experience that a fan would ask for? If anything, I can just spill the beans on how all of you are fucking assholes."

"What the hell do you want, Rosa?!" Phil suddenly screams from his spot, throwing the book aside and standing up. "You have us in one house, and you can fucking end-the-Roomie or whatever sick thing you want and take Dan if you wanted because you sure as hell broke me. But what are you playing at? I swear to God, this week has gone on long enough."

Rosa whips her head towards him. "Sorry, love. I didn't quite get that; what the hell are you trying to say to me?"

"I am going to count to three," he says, confidence wavering. "If you don't get the fuck out of this house, I am going to make you get out."

Dan looks up at Phil with fear, standing up because he now felt he had to — Rosa's eyes held an indescribable fire and all he could feel was fear.

"You sure have a mouth of an idiot for someone who experienced the only love they'd really get," Rosa says slowly. Phil says nothing else when she gets closer, and Rosa throws a punch at him.

"Get the hell away from him!" Abi screams, and Dan has to pull her back before she could get hurt too. He tries to intervene himself, but now Phil is on the floor near Striker and Rosa hits him with everything she has.

"You," She kicks him again, "are going to fucking regret that."

She grabs her backpack from the couch after an agonizing minute of pain, and as Dan helps Phil up, the three of them find themselves facing the barrel of a gun.

"Don't move," she growls. Everyone freezes in their spot.

"Why can't you be as obedient as Dan?" she breathes out, almost annoyed. "You two like to run your mouths like morons, while Dan is ever-the dog."

She stares at Dan, flashes him a smile, and says, "Everything you'd ever want in a boy, you know."

Dan feels himself tightening up like a spring-trap suit about to snap.

"Phil was like that, once upon a time," she continues. "Would do anything. I almost liked him before I realized how pathetic he was."

Phil says nothing, trying to ignore the bruises blossoming on his chest.

"Though Phil has always been right; this week has gone long enough. Maybe it's time I get what I came here for."

She cocks the gun and points it at Abi, whose breath gets stuck in her throat. Time nearly stops until it happens.

"Fuck!" Rosa curses, hunching over on the ground and loosening her grip on the gun. Dan watches dumbly as blood leaks from the bite mark on her ankle that Striker left.

Dan runs towards her and kicks the gun out of her hands while she's hunched over, watching it slide on the wooden floor. When Rosa flies up to face him, her face is contorted with rage.

Dan feels himself blackout for a mere second and when he comes to, his fist hurts and Rosa is on the ground, her cheek bruised.

He looks up at Phil and Abi and scoops Striker up in his arms, moving towards the door. Abi grabs Dan's phone off the coffee table and helps Phil run towards the front of the house.

It's open in a single second, and they ran.

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