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"Dan there is some boy from school asking to talk to you!" My Mum yells loudly. "Shit" I say cursing under my breath. I put the knife that I was holding down and yell "One sec Mum!"
I put my leg in the sink to wash away all the blood that had spilled out of my leg from the knife. "Dan I'm sending him to your room!" She screeches. I think she's drunk. I panic throwing my jeans on without bandaging my cuts. A boy walks into my room just in time for me finishing tying my belt. I look up at his face, 'shit' I think to myself. He has beautiful blue eyes, black hair, and pale skin.
I feel my cheeks heat up because I've been staring at him for so long. "Dan, my names Phil, I'm sorry if this visit was at horrible timing but I really need to talk to you." Phil says quickly. "W-w-hat do you need t-to talk to me about?" I say shakily. I saw you in the bathroom this morning," he stops looking unsure of himself. "You were in a stall, but there was blood on the floor, and you were crying." "Normally I'd think you just got hurt but then you dropped a razor blade."
At this moment tears are streaming down my face. When he realizes he runs over to me and hugs me. "I'm so so so bloody sorry," Phil says squeezing me tighter as soon as he finishes his sentence. "I'm not going to force you but I just need to say I think you should tell your mum. "NO!" I shout hurridly. "Fine, just don't do anything like... suicide." He says weirdly caringly even though we just met. I stop hugging him and sit down on my bed. I feel sharp pains shooting down my back. "Shit!" I howl from the pain. Phil crouches down in front of me and says "I'm going to get your mother." He gets up but then drops down and yells through clenched teeth, "Bloody hell!" Then the pain slowly goes away I stand up and so does Phil. "What the fuck happened?" I say questioningly. "I don't know, but I think I have to go home, it's already 7:00 and I need foood." Phil says patting his stomach. "See you around" I giggle trying to stay cool. "Bye" he says waving and leaving my room. As soon as he does I grab my pajamas, a new pair of boxers and head into the bathroom. I strip off my shirt and pants and put on Melanie Martinez' album Crybaby. I take off my boxers, open the glass shower door, and then getting out because today's gym lesson was brutal. I needed a Epsom salt bath plus my back is still tense from whatever had happened earlier today. I get in and start the bath while singing to Alphabet Boy.
Then all of a sudden I imagine me and Phil snuggling in the bath. I feel my cheeks heat up. I get up and out of the bath when Teddy Bear starts playing. I look up into the mirror and notice blue, pink, and yellow feathers and gasp. I pull on my boxers quickly and run to my Mum. "Mum I got a soul mate!" I screech in exitement.
"Calm down sweetheart, who was the last girl you remember meeting today." She says calmly. "The last person I met and liked was... mum he's not a girl." "Are you mad? I ask her worridly. "No sweety but what's his name. "Phil the guy who came over a little while ago, it's him. I say with a jump in my voice. "Call him and let him know." She says happily. I run upstairs not even caring that I'm shirtless and email him, 'do you have skype? If so contact me at Dan Howell.' (Not his real skype) a few minutes later I get a Skype call from phillovescats I answer greeted by him on a gurney in an ambulance. "What the fuck happened to you?" I say worridly. "I found my soulmate, but my right wing is broken, dislocated, and is growing slower than the other." "Phil... you are my soulmate." I say.
"Phil I'm going to the hospital now." I say quickly and hang up. I grab my keys, hop in my car and drive to the hospital.