Phan - Mental Case.

    Phil ran towards the cliff. Every time he breathed a shot of pain would run up his chest, but he wouldn't stop. He was running as fast as he could, he could see him. The little dot on the edge of the cliff. He had to run faster. He was running to save Dan. Phil had gotten home minutes ago to a note on the table.

Phil,
this is the end. don't come after me,
i'm sorry if i caused you pain or suffering but it's over now.
life is a game, you play it until game over.
my body will be in the water by the cliff.
you know which cliff, the one where we met.
unless it's been washed away to sea by now.
i don't care either way.
i'll jump, and it'll be over. everything.
keep.
running.
Dan.

He was thankful to see that the Cliff was empty apart from Dan, and the fact that he hadn't jumped yet. It seemed he was looking down into the water. Phil was almost there, he couldn't let Dan jump. He couldn't.
    Just as he got there he quietly walked to the cliff. As far away from Dan as possible, he had told him not to come after him. He'd jump straight away if he saw Phil. He was quiet though as he stood and watched his best friend stare down into the water. Dan started talking to himself.
"You're fine Dan. Don't listen to those Doctors. You don't have Schizophrenia. You're normal." he heard Dan mutter to himself. Phil had known for a while Dan had the condition. He had been woken a few nights ago by Dan shouting for someone to go away and throwing things. Worried he went in and saw Dan cowering in the corner, his hands over his head flinching from something. After being diagnosed, the doctors said he might need to go to a mental hospital.
"If I jump, he'll go away, Edward will go away, he won't haunt me anymore. He won't call me names. He won't tell me I'm useless. I'll be fine at last." Dan prepared to jump but stopped suddenly. "But what about Phil, he said he'd help me, he said he wouldn't leave, he said he'd be there..." Dan's voice trailed away as he started tugging at his own hair. Phil had to do something, he knew it. Slowly and even quieter than before he started creeping up behind Dan.
"But then, there's the promise of peace and quiet. Of no Edward, of a normal life." Dan said to himself still tugging his own hair. Phil crept back a few paces realizing something, hiding behind a rock he called an ambulance. He'd need them. If Dan jumped, the ambulance would need to save him. If Phil grabbed him and pulled him back he'd struggle and fight and the ambulance would need to calm him down. Hanging up he started creeping up  behind Dan again.
"He's coming, Edward's coming. I can't let him hurt me." Dan said and just as he was about to jump he felt strong arms around his waist and he felt himself being pulled back. He looked up and saw Phil. Immediately he started struggling.
"Let me go!" he shouted as tears began pouring from his eyes "I can't live like this anymore!" he was kicking and punching and wriggling but Phil wasn't loosening his grip. Dan heard an ambulance in the distance. He knew it was coming for him, to take him away, take him away from Phil and into a house full of mental cases.
"I'm not crazy!" he squealed still trying to be free "You can't let them take me away!"
"It's going to be okay! You'll be fine!" Phil said sitting down far away from the cliff on the ground trying to control Dan but he still fought hard. The ambulance was getting closer, and then he saw it. Dan saw Edward walking towards him. He struggled even more.
"Let me go Phil! Make him go away don't let him hurt me! Let me go please!" he shouted punching Phil's arms, tears still came from his eyes like a waterfall.
"There's nobody there Dan! He's in your mind it's okay!" Phil said trying to calm Dan down. But Edward was kneeling down in front of Dan's face and Phil noticed him cowering but still struggling.
"Go away! Go away Edward please!" Dan begged now kicking at the ground. Edward grinned and pulled Dan's cheeks hard. Dan cried in pain, Edward grinned and punched him in the face.
"Stop! Dan you're doing this to yourself! Stop punching yourself you'll be fine!" Phil cried, the ambulance was here and Dan knew it. He tried even harder for Phil to let go of him. To let him be free but Phil wasn't budging. It was only then Dan realized the ambulance had brought staff from the mental hospital with them. A kind looking woman knelt down beside him but Dan didn't stop fighting.
"Dan? My name is Alice, I work at Oak Tree institute, we're going to take you there okay? I'm going to help you Dan, we need to put you to sleep first though."
"Phil!" Dan cried as somebody passed Alice a needle. He was terrified. "Don't let them take me please! I'll be good!"
"Phil? Can you hold his head for me? I need him to be still." Alice asked, Phil un-wrapped one hand from Dan's waist, turned his head to the side and held it there so it was still. The rest of Dan's body was still fighting to be free.
"Please! Please don't take me I'm fine!" Dan shouted as tears started falling from Phil's eyes, but still he kept a firm hold on Dan's waist and head as Alice put the needle into Dan's neck and injected the anesthetic. Slowly Dan stopped fighting and Phil let go of his head. He was semi-conscious.
"I'll come see you everyday, I promise." Phil said as Dan looked up at him with cloudy, dull eyes.
"Eerday?" he slurred. Phil knew what he meant although most people didn't.
"Everyday." he whispered, kissing Dan's forehead as he fell asleep and was taken from his arms, put into the back of the ambulance and driven away.