Still Trying [phan/boyxboy]

VI [Be Alright]

Hi guys! I wanted to warn you, it might be slightly angst-ish. I'll give some type of warning when it gets there. Anyway, enjoy :)

The world just won't stop pushing me down sometimes.

[Dan's POV]

The man seemed like a skyscraper from my point of view.

I can't make out anything, no facial features, nothing special. Of course, all I could see are his eyes, brown like mine. He covers his hair with a beanie, while he also wears a black mask, covering his mouth.

Behind him, stood two others. They are all wearing the same scary costume as he is.

Am I facing some sort of serial killer? Surely not in midday, right?

"Wh-who's that?"

"Ah, don't play dumb with me, Danny. Come on, put him in the bag, boys." He said, his back now facing me.

The person from his left came closer to me, yanking on my hair. I let out a scream, the sound echoing through the alleyway.

[Angst warning! Whoop de do! *draws angst start line* GO!]

Suddenly he pushed my body against the wall, pinning my head hard by pulling on the collar of my shirt. There was a sharp pain, when I felt a warm liquid starting to flow down to my face. I tasted the metal flavor when it touched my lip.

"Now, boy," he said, making me stare into his green eyes, "Are you going to obey or not?"

That rebellious part of me decided to spark up now, as I answered with a sure voice,

"Not."

I bit his hand, kicking on his crotch where his dick is supposed to be. He started whimpering in pain, squirming on the floor.

"Hey, do you have a vagina? Cause beating up the weak is for pussies." I told him, while running away.

Then, I felt a punch, right on the bottom of my ear.

Losing my balance, I fell hard on the floor, my head banging against the floor. Brown-Eyes stared at me with a smug on his face.

"Well, at least you're right about the weak part." He laughed at me. He kicked me on the stomach, hard. I coughed hard, feeling the blood flowing out of my mouth.

"Chris, put him in the bag now. Don't make him cause more trouble." He nodded to the so-called boy named Chris. Chris gave me another kick on the stomach, making me cough out more blood. It was starting to pool below my head.

"Little piece of shit. You deserved worse."
Suddenly, Chris fell, hitting the wall, then hitting the ground. Unconscious, right next to me.

"What the f-" Brown-Eyes didn't even have time to react, before someone hit him hard, making him unconscious as well. I caught a glimpse on the person, his jet black hair waved as he punched Brown-Eyes.

Phil.

[*draws finish line* The angst lap has finished! Yay!]

"Ph-Phil.." I called out. He quickly pulled me up, putting on of his arms on my shoulder to give me some support.

"Dan, I know you're in a lot of pain, but you need to be as quick as possible." He whispered at me, nodding his head towards the now-awake Green-Eyes. He's currently checking on Chris.

"Okay." He mouthed me, Three, two, one. Go.

We started running, as quickly as my body could stand. The pain was everywhere. I was coughing again, spitting more blood.