Phil's POV
"FFFFFFFUCK YOU AND YOUR SHITTY ITEMS!" Dan shouted.
I didn't know if he was mad at me or the game. I hated shouting. Shouting, loud noises, anything like that just makes me brake down.
I had a quite loud past. I couldn't stand it. I never did anything bad though like self harm. Just a whole lot of panic attacks.
Dan was going crazy. It was scaring me. I started to cry. Flashbacks of the shouting and everything was awful. I ran to Dan's room so I could be alone.
Dan's POV
I got mad at the game. A lot. I had a little temper tantrum and then I felt better.
I looked over to apologize to Phil about me yelling. I didn't see him. Then I remembered. He hated yelling and loud noises. Now if he is having some kind of panic attack it would be my fault.
I ran up the stairs to see where he was. The bathroom and toilet door was open so obviously he wasn't there. My room.
I ran to my door and opened it to see Phil on my bed crying.
I ran over to him and hugged him. "Phil I'm so fucking sorry. I forgot you didn't like yelling I'm so sorry please don't hate me." I felt a tear fall down my face. "I'm so sorry." I whispered into his shoulder.
"Dan don't cry please. You didn't make me cry something else did." I heard Phil say.
"Then what's wrong?" I asked lifting my head up wiping my eyes.
"It's just stuff from the past." He said like it was no big deal.
"Will you tell me what it is so we can avoid it?" I asked.
He took a deep breath. "Well when I was a child my mum and dad would always fight. That's all I would here was yelling. And my older brother would get in fights with them and I just couldn't take it. Sometimes I would try to talk to my mum about it, she would just tell me to suck it up, when I would talk to dad he would just put me down. He would say like 'you know nothing' or 'you're just a kid you can't tell me what to do.' One time my dad once said instead of hey I'll always be there for you he said it was actually right after I came out to him 'SON I WILL NEVER BE THERE WHEN YOU NEED ME YOU ARE JUST A LITTLE FAG THAT NOBODY LIKES!' but he put some profanities in there that I don't want to repeat. Anyway ever since then whenever someone yells or anything like that, I just break down and stuff."
Listening to that mad me mad yet sad and sympathetic I just didn't know what that made me feel like but I wanted to cry.
I felt more tears coming. I started crying then Phil looked at me. "Dan why are you crying?" He asked.
I bit my lip to try not to cry and just shook my head no as I couldn't say anything.
"Sweety please tell me why you're crying." He told me.
"I. I just don't want you to go through that. You deserve so much more." I said then put my face in my hands.
"Hey. You don't have to cry for me. Besides, it's been a lot better lately, and as soon as I get enough money saved up I can get out of there and in my own place." He said obviously faking the happiness in his voice.
"Phil don't lie. I'm sorry I've seen what happens over there, it's not getting better. I just wish I could do something about it." I said.
"Dan listen. I love you so much and you know that, and if there was something one of us could do about it, I would have done that by now. The thing is there is nothing we can do about it. We'll just have to live life day by day." Phil said.
