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phil

Phil is running so damn fast right now.

His legs are burning and his lungs threatening to burst, but he needs to get to Dan, before something happens to him.

This is all Phil's fault. Why couldn't he have just stayed out of this? Why did he ever get involved?

Because he was a different person. Dan changed Phil, in a good way of course. It was like when Dan came along, Phil got given his sense of feeling and compassion. Dan gave Phil a conscience.

There's just something about Dan that drew him to Phil. It's as if Phil just couldn't stay away from that boy, no matter how much he tried. The broken, damaged, sad boy next door just had to waltz into Phil's life and make him fall in love.

Once upon a time, Phil would never have felt anything towards anyone. Nor would he care if he did something which hurt someone. But now, he's running to Dan like his life depends on it. Actually no, this could potentially end his life, so more like Dan's life depends on it.

Phil finally staggers into the maze of alley ways, running and stumbling towards where Dan apparently is. Phil leans over, his hands on his knees as he catches his breath.

"Let. Dan. Go."

Phil's breath hitches as he then looks up, seeing Dan lying on the floor, pale and his face pressed against the damp, dirty floor.

"Ah Phil, you've finally shown up," a voice says and Phil looks over, a glare forming on his features when he sees the person.

"Lyle," Phil snarls like the very word is poisonous, "I thought you seemed somewhat familiar."

"Ah yes Phil, I remember I tried to rob you when you were new to the scene," Lyle laughs menacingly, "you beat my ass. But now, I can beat yours."

"So Dan..." Phil starts, just putting the pieces together.

"I wanted to get back at you, you got Shane arrested and I have a bone to pick with you," Lyle laughs, "so it was perfect. Dan is quite the kisser though, isn't he Phil?"

Phil tenses, anger boiling inside of him.

"You little-" Phil starts, taking a step towards Lyle but his nameless companion pulls out something and points it at Dan.

Phil freezes at the glint of metal and the unnerving click. No, no, no, no, Phil thinks, this cannot be happening.

"Just let Dan go, he has nothing to do with your anger at me," Phil says in a demanding voice, trying to pretend that he isn't scared when he is in actual fact terrified.

"Without Dan, would you be here right now?" Lyle asks.

Phil hesitates. If they didn't have Dan he would definitely not be here right now.

"Exactly. Which is why we-" the other guy starts.

"Who the hell even are you?" Phil snaps, turning to the other guy and glaring at him, "I've never seen you in my entire life."

"I am-" he starts.

"Obviously a newbie," Phil says, hoping that maybe this will be a flaw which he can use to escape, "I can tell by your stance, the way you hold your gun, the way you talk..."

"Shut up Lester or he'll pull the trigger on your precious boy," Lyle threatens smoothly, smirking at Phil.

"I-I-" the other guy stammers.

"Then what will stop me pulling the trigger on you?" Phil asks, his heart beating rapidly in his chest but he keeps his lips pressed into a thin line.

"You don't have a gun," Lyle says, but Phil can sense the slight fear in his voice.

"I've been in this scene nearly as long as you have," Phil scoffs, rolling his eyes, "do you really think I would come here without some self defence."

"You didn't when Shane first stabbed you," Lyle points out.

"That was because it was my life at stake, not Dan's. Trust me, you don't want to come between Dan and I," Phil says threateningly.

"Well I already did that once," Lyle laughs.

"Yeah and it ended with you running away from me in fear," Phil adds in, smirking at Lyle, "why did you even bring me here?"

"Well, ever since Shane has left, everything has started falling apart. This world is collapsing and it's your fault Phil," Lyle accuses.

"This world was always destined to fall apart!" Phil says, "you didn't seriously think that you could go on in this forever?"

"Why not?"

"Look around Lyle, how old are all the people in this life?" Phil asks and is met by silence, "exactly."

"Just shut up Lester," Lyle snarls, taking a step towards Phil, "shut up or Dan will get it. Stop being snarky and so smug. I'm in control."

"You're not holding the gun," Phil says.

"That's it," Lyle snarls, launching himself at Phil and swinging his fist, but Phil ducks out of the way before pushing Lyle into the wall.

"Who taught you how to fight?" Phil asks with a laugh.

"That's it, I've had enough of your smart remarks, shoot Dan," Lyle yells, holding his face which now has a graze from the rough brick.

Phil freezes, but no shot follows. Lyle looks confused as well.

"Fucking shoot him!" Lyle yells.

"I-I don't think I-I can," the guy says, tears in his eyes and his hand is shaking.

Phil slowly walks over to him slowly, putting a hand on the boys shoulder. Upon closer inspection, Phil can see that he's only young, sixteen at most. And he looks so scared...

"It's okay, you don't have to do this, don't choose this life," Phil says gently, "I mean, look at me, it still won't let me go even now."

"I have to," he says, tears in his eyes, "m-my family."

"Just give it to me!" Lyle yells, shoving them both aside and snatching the gun, and Phil's body reacts for him.

He dives for Lyle, who has the silver metal object grasped in his hands. They crash to the ground, grabbing at the gun and each other.

Then, there is the sound of a gunshot, the sound echoing and tearing through the silence of the alleys and ringing through Phil's ears, the notice etching itself into his brain.

Then, Phil's sees blood, the crimson splattering the path and alley below him once again.

That's when the pain rips through Phil's side again, the burning almost tearing him apart for a second time.

That's when Phil's world fades to black and he slumps on the ground beside Dan, unsure if he'll ever wake again.

Because he came here to save Dan, but now he needs saving again.

But Dan can't come to the rescue, he's here beside him.

But that's okay, because that's where he belongs.

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After the gunshot faded out, something snapped inside of him.

They deserved to be happy. Without thinking of the consequences, he punched Lyle square in the jaw and snatches the gun out of his hands.

He aims the gun and squeezes his eyes shut as his hands shake. The gun is aimed at Lyle, who stands there in shock, too afraid to move at all.

He wants to do this, for them. For at least two people to be happy because of his actions. His hands are shaking so badly and his finger curls around the trigger, ready to pull it.

But then there's a hand on his shoulder, a hand on his hand, and together, they lower the gun.

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