"Blue boy?" Dan questioned, the nickname had been called out so many times to phil, who closed his eyes before nodding, as dan squeezed his hand and leaned on his shoulder, as they sat side by side on phil's bed, facing the large, open window, watching the sunset together.
"Blue baby." dan spoke gently, lifting his head and looking at phil, earning a confused look.
"That's your new nickname. blue baby." he murmured, returning his head to phil's shoulder, feeling a light kiss being placed on his head.
"Blue baby."
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Phil unsuccessfully tried to shake the memory from his head as he climbed silently through the window of PJ Liguori.
This mate had bullied phil through his time at West Brookfield high school, calling him blue boy, because of his love for the color blue and the way he always acted blue.
He clutched the knife as he watched pj sleep quietly, rustling a bit every so often, before his eyelids lifted, due to the lights being flicked on.
Phil stared down at him with disgust, before lifting the knife up and burying it in his chest, a shriek erupting from pj's lips, his hands trying to lift it out of his chest, his breaths slowing and his pleads becoming fainter as phil repeatedly stabbed him, before pj stopped breathing completely, phil smirked and exited out the window.
"deserved it, didn't he."
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