phil laid in excruciating pain on the gym floor. for some reason his daily abuse was worse today. he felt his phone vibrate, probably dan. if only dan knew who he actually was.
dan stared down at his phone screen waiting for lion to respond. he really needed to talk to someone, even if it was someone who went by the nickname on "lion" it had happened again, dan couldn't stand his dads drunken attacks so he relapsed. his sleeves were stained red with the blood that had used to flow in his veins, freed by a metal blade that had gone in neat rows across his wrist. for dan it didn't even hurt anymore, he had become numb to the pain.
phil continued looking down at his phone screen, but now he was in the back of one of his families expensive cars. he contemplated how he should respond to dan, and if he should even respond at all. finally he decided on a response.
lion: sorry, something happened but i can talk now
dan: wait what happened
lion: it doesn't matter, what do you need to talk about?
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Lion // Phan
Fanfiction"Who are you" "Just call me lion" Mentions of depression, self harm, bullying, abuse No age gap, cause that would be kinda weird
