Save Me From My Own Demise (Phan)

Moving On

The next few hours after Emily was born were bliss. It didn't matter if she was fragile and small, all that mattered was that everyone was okay. Me and Phil were finally able to smile again, and we knew that it was all just the beginning of the rest of our lives.

"She's so beautiful Dan, she's so, so beautiful." Phil said quiet to me, smiling as he was holding her. "I always imagined that one day this would happen, and I'm glad that I decided to go through this journey with you." I replied. E,ily started crying and I took her from Phil. "It's okay baby girl. Shhhh."

Courtney was asleep, of course. Being in a coma for so long and suddenly going into labour was surely the most tiring thing in the world, I'm sure. But the one thing I was thinking for so long that night was how lucky I was. Even though we lost one of the twins, I was just thankful that we could still hold our own baby.

-The day that Emily is coming home-

After one last check up, we were free to go home with Emily now. Courtney was still being held in hospital for a while so she could learn to walk and things like that, but she was getting better.

Although one thing was still on my mind, who sent the text. It just didn't make sense, why would anyone want to kill us or anyone close to us, we never did anything wrong to anyone. Phil was unaware that I'd even received that text and I wasn't sure how he'd react.

When we got home, Phil went upstairs and put Emily to bed. When he came down, he came and sat next to me. "I love you so much." He sighed. "I just can't wait for us to get married, I mean, I know we haven't decided whether we're gonna keep our names or if we're not then who's we're gonna go for, but I think that Phil Howell has a nice ring to it." He winked seductively. "So does Dan Lester, but, whatever floats your boat."

"Look, I need to tell you something, Phil. But I need you to promise that you won't be mad." I said seriously. "Of course. You can tell me anything." I took a deep breath and I looked at Phil. "Look, I know who cut the brakes." "Who is it, I'll fucking kill them with my bare hands." "No! It's a fan. I don't know what sick and twisted grudge they have against us, but they have and we need to trace the number and find out who it is so we can stop this before it goes too far."

Phil slapped me straight across my face. "You useless piece of shit! You can't even protect your family properly and even a monkey with no eyes would be able to do it better than you!" He screamed at me. "Phil, your hurting me." I whimpered. He grabbed onto my wrist and looked at me, a fiery glint of anger in his eyes. "I don't care if I'm hurting you, because I'm hurting, and have been for so long. We lost a baby because you couldn't fucking protect Courtney, this is your fault and no matter what you're to blame for everything that's happened to us." "I never thought they'd try to kill us! I thought we were safe from everything, I'm not the one who drove everyone away Phil, I was the one who was there."

"Do you even care about me? You don't even act like you love me or want to be there for me. 3 years and you've never done anything except for fucking shout at me, lie to me and get me into trouble." He screamed again. "Really?! I don't care? Is that why for these 3 years I've picked you up when you were down, or helped you when you needed me?" I screeched, tears in my eyes. "You never give me anything Dan, you always take everything from me!" "I gave you everything, you know what, everyone has there breaking points, and I've officially just found mine. Goodbye." I cried, grabbing my jacket and leaving the house.

That was the night, I wish I could have taken back, just to sort out everything and spend a night with him and Emily, without any arguing.