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dan

monday came too soon. my weekend with phil was pure fucking bliss, but now as i got ready for school that monday morning, taking hits of my bong throughout, i was ready for cracking some fucking skulls. i didn't need phil to tell me the details of his time at school while i was gone just yet. i already had an idea of what happened and joe sugg and matty healy were about find out there were consequences to their actions.

i walked to school the morning, the air was crisp and cold. the snow was still covering the ground but was cleared from the roads and sidewalks and was filled with dirt and leaves. my leather jacket didn't do much to keep me warm but i didn't mind. the strawberry sucker grams got me hooked on, was wedged in the side of my cheek. i wasn't allowed to smoke when i was at gram and pops house, so grams got me two bags of suckers she said helped her quit years ago. the sweet syrup covered my tongue as the candy rolled back and forth in my mouth. the funny part about today was no one knew i was home. i didn't call anyone, besides phil when i got home. and i enjoyed my weekend with phil coming over everyday so we could spend as much time together as we could. as i was getting closer to the school i felt my heart pounding faster in my chest. i could help but get excited. i figured if i got suspended for beating joe and matty's asses today, i'd grab phil and we'd leave this town for good. i wouldn't be able to go home to my father after the hell he already put me through, so leaving with phil felt like the best option.

as i got closer to the school, i could see a crowd had formed in the front of the building, they were all circling something hidden by the large group of kids. i heard yells and chants like something was really going on. as i approached the crowd i began to push back my classmates, making my way through. as i did this, i heard the murmurs of people realizing it was me and heard whispers about me being back.

when i pushed back the last few people i saw what everyone had been watching. phil and joe were on the ground, joe on top of phil straddling him. joe's hand were placed around phil's neck and his other was hung in the air, ready to hit something. the crowd became silent and i watched joe turned his head to look at why everyone had sudden stopped chanting on the fight. i could see phil's eyes wide looking at me, a small grinned formed on his mouth. his nose was bloody and skin around his eye looked purple, but he seemed alright. the second me and joe's eyes met, the fire in my heart exploded and rage filled my blood.

"dan?" he said, shocked at my presence. the color drained from joe's face, pure terror rushed over him. i smiled at joe's fear of me.

i cocked my head to the side, acting like i was confused, "what do you think you're doing, joseph?"

i stepped forward. joe stood up quickly and moved off of phil as he backed up towards the school's brick building, like he was about to run. and i knew he would, but i would catch him. joe did try to run after i began to walk towards him but i ran after him and caught the back his shirt, swinging him around. we were at the entrance to the school, i pushed my hands on joe neck so hard his body was pinned on the brick wall.

"wait dan, wait," he began to plead, but i didn't care. my grip tighten on his neck, his nails clawed at me, at my hands, my face, but i didn't mind. joe sugg needed to get what he deserved. i watched him gasped for air as i let my fingers tighten around his throat, it took everything in me to not break his bones with my own hands.

"i knew you'd do this, little fucking prick," i gritted my teeth as i slammed my fist into joe's face. he screamed loudly. i had expected joe not to listen, he never did, but it still really pissed me off that i held a knife to this man's throat and threatened him with death and he still didn't care.

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