Dan's POV
Phil hit me. "YOU WORTHLESS FAG!" Phil screamed at me as he hit me some more, I fell down to the ground. He kicked me in the gut and my face filled with a mixture of blood and tears. "Faggot" he muttered to me as he walked away. Phil promised that he didn't care that i was gay. I should of known. Who cares about me? I should of never told Phil.
I went into the bathroom and grabbed my razor. As I dragged it onto my arm I thought of his words. "Useless" cut "fag" cut "USELESS FAGGOT cut, cut, cut. My arms were filled with dozens of cuts each. I deserved this. I deserved to die. I pulled on my hoodie and walked out. That's when Phil grabbed me and threw me at a table.
"GET OUT OF MY FLAT" Phil screamed at me. "What" I managed to stutter out. "I SAID GET OUT OF MY FLAT. NOW!" I got up, got some of my things, and ran out. I went into my car and drove away. Where do I go now? It soon got dark and I pulled into an empty parking lot behind a store that closed a couple of years ago.
I mussed have fallen asleep because when I opened my eyes it was light out. I'm useless. I don't deserve to be alive. Never did, never will. I have to commit suicide for everyone good. As soon as night falls I will.
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Sorry that this chapter was so short. Hopping to make longer ones in the next few chapters.
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I Need You To Help Me /a Phan-Fiction
Ficção AdolescenteDan is gay, but not the normal gay. He wasn't gay, not bi, and definitely not straight. The only person he loved was his best friend Phil. Dan knows he needs to tell Phil, so he does. What will happen once Phil knows the truth?
