Hello Internet ? Phan

It had been another month and Phil was still in the hospital. My 16th birthday had passed and I was barely able to get my license. I ignored the fact that I was heartbroken and went on with my life... As if Phil never cared anyways. He didn't even text or call me on my birthday. There wasn't even a present or letter or even a cheap birthday card. I began to think he forgot about me and he was moving on, now that we'd be apart for a month and a half.

July 16th..

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I was able to buy my own car with the money I saved up while working, and Mum helped with the other half, as I was short. Adrian always asked me to take him for ice cream. We'd sit at the same patio table outside of a little shop we often went to together.

"Danny.." My brother said, before I looked up at him.

"What?"

"Wh-why are you back here? Weren't you living with that guy?"

I felt numb. "Yeah.. I was. It didn't work out, so I'm back home."

"But you love him.. Right?"

I had no words. How could I respond to a kid who understood the situation better than I could have ever comprehended in partials?

"I did. We broke up... Last month.. Um."
I hesitated as I felt tears roll down my cheeks. "I'm sorry.. I know I'm supposed to be the big brother. The big brother you look up to and aspire to be.."

Adrian got up from his seat and hugged me tightly. "I'm saying this with kindness in my heart... Shut up."

I laughed. "Thanks. I'll be okay, though. I'm gonna go back to online classes for the next few years until I qualify for my high school diploma... And then I'm going to uni."

*buzz*

"Oh, Mum texted." I checked my phone.

Phil was released from the hospital today. Thought you may have wanted to know that. XXX

I put my phone away, letting out a sigh. Part of me wanted to call Martyn and ask what's been going on, but I know that's not right. We're obviously done.... Phil said it would be temporary, but I haven't even heard from him since June 1st.

We went back home and I went upstairs into my bedroom, not saying a word to Mum. I figured Adrian would clear things up for me, to her, so I wouldn't have to explain in detail.

I sat at my computer desk and logged onto YouTube.

"New video by Amazingphil" on July 1st.
Another on July 4th. And another video was uploaded today. He was fine without me.

I didn't dare watch a video, knowing that I'd explode into tears.... But I watched it anyways.

I watched his newest video, entitled "Update".

"Hey guys. Sorry it's been so long. I've been rather busy with uni and I was in the hospital for a while. I had some.. I had pretty serious injuries resulting in my need for surgery to fix the mess of a ribcage I had. I'm fine now, though."

He didn't bother to mention my name once.

"Anyways, I know what you're probably thinking, 'Phil, why is your room such a mess?' Well.. I'm too lazy to clean."

That was a lie. I saw in the background that my stuff was completely wiped from his bedroom. Not a single trace of me living with him had shown... Not even a sock, or a Malteser wrapper.

"I'm sorry I have... I have nothing more to say really.. I'll try to get back on my schedule for uploading, but I'm going back to uni next month, so that might fail.. Again. See ya guys!"