Freak.
Faggot.
Idiot.
Those are a few of the names I'm called at my school. Every day I'm bullied and pushed around. And no one does anything about it, at all. I starve myself, self harm, drink, smoke... anything to take the pain away. But nothing works.
Dan's POV
I have a meeting with my counselor today, it's strange... I never have sessions on Wednesday. I'm not scared, I'm numb to any emotions now. "Daniel, hello, earth to Daniel!" "Huh yes, sorry Mr. Patterson." I said looking down at my hands. "As I was saying... Daniel you will be paired with Philip." "Okay." I mumbled. Oh great, I'm being paired with the punk. "Hey pastel freak." He said, sitting next to me. "Hey..." I said, my head still down. Oh this was gonna be fun.
~~TIME SKIP~~
I walked into the yellow room that I was so used to and sat down with my mom. "Hello Dan." My counselor, Miss Jenny said with the warm smile she always had. "Hi Miss Jenny.." I mumbled. "Hello Mrs. Howell, how are you today?" She asked my mom. "I'm good Jenny, how are you." "I'm alright, may I talk to you alone. I want to get this over with." "Um yes you may." "Please follow me." After thirty minutes my mom came out in tears. "Mum, what's wrong?" "D-Dan, you have ten days to live." "What do you mean?" "I mean you're going to die in ten days because of your depression."
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Pastel freak (phan)
FanfictionHigh school Pastel punk AU tic tock tic tock. What if you were so depressed it killed you. That what Dan Howell is going through right now. He has ten days to live, ten miserable days until the pain is taken away. And he can't wait. That is until he...
