I ran upstairs with my heart pounding. At least we wouldn't have to share a room.
I flung open the door and saw the boy standing there shirtless. He was just then changing into his night clothes.
I practically fell down the stairs that's how fast I ran. "Dad what the hell?!"
"Phillip Michael Lester! Watch your language!"
"Why is that boy in my room?!"
"His name is Dan and that is because he has to share a room because of past traumatic experiences. You are going to have to deal with it until we get another foster. Ok?"
"Whatever."
~~upstairs~~
"Look Dan, this half is mine and the other half is yours. We need boundaries. I can't have you over here on my side for reasons I choose not to explain."
"Is it because you are gay?"
"Uhhh... How do you know about that?"
"Your dad told me. Don't worry I won't judge. I'm gay too."
"Well that's not exactly the reason. I get bullied at school for it and if they saw you even in my room they would most likely kill me."
"So that's where all those bruises and cuts are from" he says as he goes to touch one.
I slap his hand and run down stairs to complain to my dad about this boy who is by the way so tan that he looks like a Mexican.
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Another way (phan)
FanfictionPhil is an outcast he is bullied almost daily. Dan comes into his life when his father fosters him. His dad has been fostering kids since Phil's mum died. Phil never believed in love... But that may change. *TRIGGER WARNING*
