Amnesia || phan

Chapter 6

PJ stormed towards us, and somehow, my heartbeat increased. It felt like anymore faster, it would just be escape from my chest.

He grabbed Phil by the collar and pulled him up. Without hesitation, he punched Phil across the neck, and sent me to a complete shock.

But despite the violence PJ just projected, Phil just smirked. Not the, it-hurts-but-i-gotta-keep-smiling smirk. But something I just couldn't measure. A glint I see in his eyes, literally stopped PJ in his tracks.

"This doesn't even depict what you did, Liguori."
Confused, PJ replied, "What did I ever do to you to end up my boyfriend kissing a douche like you?"
He said that, while giving a side eye to me, clearly directing it to me too.
"I used to think the same way."

I stepped up, "Get out Phil."
Shocked to see me giving such a blunt response, Phil just looked at me.
I pointed towards the door, gesturing him to leave. He took the hint and stared at me, before disappearing through the door.

I breathed out slowly, definitely not longing this particular moment.
"Why did you-"
I cut him off. "PJ, before you say anything. That kiss, that, didn't mean anything."

Geez Dan, you really do prefer cutting people off than letting them talk properly.

"Look, it doesn't matter what you did. It just pisses me off clearly that I'm not on the other end. It pisses me off to see a douche- like him, to be kissing you."

When he said those words, I felt bad. Guilt. I can't believe I brought myself to this confusing state.

"But answer me, Dan,"
I looked up.
"What did he imply just now?"
I stared, faked a confusing look that hopefully, would fool him.
"Don't shit me, Dan. You know damn well what I mean."

Do I tell? What I have with PJ all this time was memorable, was something very special. Am I prepared to put that on the line? Am I prepared to put him on the line?

"Peej," My tone changed. And so was the emotions behind his eyes, and it turned to anxious when he saw I approached this matter very, very carefully.
But before I spill, a question crossed my mind.
"Why did you come to me after the accident?"
He tensed, "What does this have to do with anything?"
"It has to do with everything,"
He stepped past me and sat on the couch, the tension still lingering.
"Because I was your best friend, Dan. It was natural for me to come to you."

Best friend.
Heard that a lot lately.

"Peej, before I tell you what Phil implied, and I promise I will, you have to tell your truth."
"What do you mean?"

This is when I felt guilt.
I was actually doubting my boyfriend.
"Before the accident, we were more than best friends, right?"
His eyes widened at my new revelation, "Dan, what are you talking about?"

I sat beside him, my tone softened, "Peej, please, I need this truth," I plead.
He opened his mouth just to close it right after,
"I honestly have no idea what you're saying. We were nothing more than best friends,"

Was he lying, and we were a thing before, or was Phil spitting bullshit?

He leaned closer to me, "Why are you doubting me, Dan?"
He continued, "Where did you get all this? Was this from Phil?"

I resorted to pleading with my eyes. It might seem low for me to force the truth from my boyfriend, but it needed to be done for everything to be okay.

His lips twitched.
The silence provoked him to blurt out words, "I can't take it," He sighed.
"I can't lie to you,"

There you go.

>

Two truths coming out at once.
That's usually big for someone to handle, right?
Especially someone like me.

Nope.

This was different from that.

Because what both of them said, did not match up.
In fact, it was the exact opposite.

Once I asked PJ to leave and give me some time to breathe, I reassessed what he said.

"We were indeed a thing, Dan. But you have to understand why I hid it from you. You were a little different back then. One could say you were, uh, straight, I guess. I prefer calling you sexually confused."

He breathed out before continuing, "I didn't tell you because it was a dark past. Bringing it up wouldn't resolve things. Truth is, you were dating a someone, a girl. You felt different when dating her, so you came to me for advice. So uh, feelings were let out, and then, another reason why I couldn't tell you, was because I stole you."

"I knew you were going to remember everything, but I thought I would have to deal with that later in the future, y'know."

I leaned back onto the soft cushion.
Why was everything so confusing?

Which one should I trust?
My boyfriend?
Or a guy who I barely recognize?

Somehow, my mind was preferring the latter.

Everything was so complicated.

Or maybe,
should I just drop everything and run away?

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omg its been forever hi guys :) im so srry but the past couple months were super rough and stressful. dont worry tho i got my pace back and got the plot all down yay even the ending lol