Phan Goes Wrong

Final Chapter

  I went to Manchester. Spend days, months and years looking for him. I was 40 by then and even though people told me to stop, that enough was enough, I never listened.

I pushed my life aside and dedicated it to find him. The phandom got over it by a year or so and it slowly faded away. The only source of happiness and hope that I had that moment stopped, and went off with their life.

One day I went out to Starbucks to settle down and realx for a second. I sat by the very corner that we always used to pick, and just looked out the window.
All the memories were and are in my head like if they were happening right now.

TATINOF...

TABINOF & DAPGO...

The happy moments...
Everything.

As I stared at the outside of the glass I felt a little poke in my back

Oh, hello. Can I help you?

Person: You are Dan, right?

Yeah..

Person: I... Um I saw Phil

What?!!!

Person: He arrived from the airport yesterday.. Said something about going to the main park today.

Thank You!!

Person: Wait Dan!! Don't--

I ran off without hearing what he said, and that was a mistake.
I kept running until I got there. I started going around and around. I couldn't see him, I mean, the park was big but I never thought it was that big. The night was falling and I sat on a bench trying to catch my breath.

After a while, I heard a voice.

• Want to get some ice cream Tina? •

Phil?!

He looked at me like if he was trying to remember something. I remember that a girl and a woman were with him.

• You?.. You're Dan.. Right? •

Phil.. Of course I'm Dan. Why- why do you ask? And who are they?

• Ohh. This is my wife Marianne and my daughter Tina. And I'm sorry Dan, but I don't remember anything. •

Then how you know my name?

• Marianne showed me some videos to make me remember my past. But I didn't. The only thing it helped me with was to know my name and that I had a friend called Dan. •

Friend?... So you don't remember anything?
What about us, what about Phan?

• Sorry, I really don't know what are you talking about. But hey! Good to see you again, I'm glad that you're okay after all. I'm really sorry but I have to go now. Take care, mate. •

And he left me.
I went back to the same apartment. And spend there days depressed, and finally figured that death was the only answer.

When I felt prepared, I went to the bathroom and started writing my story.

And now, as I write this last words I'm thinking... Who knew that what the fans wanted most, was the worst thing that could happen in our lives.
Who knew that, Phan could go so wrong.