Falling for you (phan)

Chapter 5

(Just thought the video was cute)

Dans pov

When I sit down at my seat I hear footsteps following me and sitting next to me. I look up see Pj sitting looking at his hands. Great I forgot we had class together, it wasn't long before he spoke up in a whisper being careful not to draw and attention towards us.

"Listen Dan I am sorry, I really am. I was trying to help you. I thought it was what you wanted."

"I don't need help though... help only makes things worse then they need to be."

"I don't want to see you getting hurt though."

"Then walk away that's what most people do."

"Dan I can't just leave you there to get beat on."

"You have no choice."

"I really don't want to but I guess I will obey your orders. so are we good now?"

"I guess but I don't want you getting dragged into this."

"I'll be fine." he says with fake hurt in his eyes as if I had just offended him.

"Howell quiet down back there!" My teacher tells from the front board causing all of the students to turn and look at me. I could feel my cheeks heat up in embarrassment so I look down at the paper in front of me.

After the class was finally over it was now lunch time so I went outside to sit behind the field under the trees. Pj followed of course, I felt bad this kid could be someone in this school but instead he is following me around like a lost puppy.

I can't complain the company is nice and he seems pretty interesting so maybe this won't be that bad.

"Have you ever thought about that it would be like to be able to fly?" I ask randomly while we were sitting under the trees eating out lunch. Well he was eating his lunch I wasn't hungry.

"Um no I can't say I have. But I have thought about what it would be like to be invisible. you would be able to go up to random people and slap them." he says with a chuckle.

"You don't need a superpower to be invisible." I say in a hushed tone hoping he wouldn't hear. But of course he did.

"You're not invisible Dan, people just haven't gotten to know you enough to see that." he says as he lays back into the grass.

"Thanks Peej, you're not to bad your self." I say while copying him by laying back.

"Dan?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you think that people go after other people because it is the best they can do to help heal themselves?" I scoff at his words.

"If they needed to fix themselves them they should know what its like to feels like and stop."

"Maybe it's all they know." he says as he try's to reason with me.

"Or maybe they are just douche bags that like to see others in pain."

"I'm not saying to forgive them I'm just mindlessly talking." I hear the bell ring and start to get up to go to the next class. I turn over my shoulder and see he is still laying in the ground.

"Are you coming?"

"Can you help me up?"

"Ugh." I grab his hand and pull him up as we run into the building.

We get to our next class and I regret having rushed to it. I have to have this class with Phil but luckily for me I have Pj to talk to.

"Oh hey fag I was starting to think he had done is the favor of ending it, we are all waiting." I feel my breath become uneven as I make my way to my seat knowing that what he is saying is true.

"Don't listen to him he is just a stupid douche bag who wants the attention."
Pj whispers to be when we get our seats.

The class finally ended after having Phil staring at me while Pj continued to act like an attack dog that just wanted to protect me.

I rush out the door not wanting to be anywhere near this building anymore. But was stopped when Phil put his hand on my shoulder turning me around.

"You didn't think you could get out that easy did ya?"

"U-Um n-no I'm sorry."

"You better be. And since you are in such a rush might as well do this off school grounds. Maybe get a change of scenery."

"O-okay." and white that I was being dragged down the road by my book bag trying not to fall on the ground. We got to the side of a building when he shoves me against the wall. I let out a whimper as I feel a sharp pain in my back.

"Oh did that hurt? Good." He lets out a chuckle. He punched my face against the wall making my cheek bleed. After about half an hour of pointless punches and shooting pain he started to walk off. I stumble to my feet and start on my way home.

When I get in my house I run up to the bathroom and look in the mirror. I look fat. I am ugly. I am coved in bruises and dried blood. I need to get out. I clean up the blood and run towards the bridge that in near my house.

It's not tall but the water is ruff. I sit letting my feet swing back and forth thinking how easy it would be to jump.