Muted (A phan story)

Chapter 1

Authors note (^.^): This story has hit over 50 reads and I'm so happy about that. I am also so sorry about the long wait for the people who wanted a new chapter! There is really now excuse besides my procrastination, which is a sucky excuse anyways. I love you meh Neko's and I will try to update regularly!

(P.J's P.O.V)

I looked over to my younger brother, his eyes were wide even though this is not a rare event. He nodded slowly to me and we both shot up off the couch and started up the carpeted stairs. In an instant we were outside of the blank grey door, our brother's screams could be heard from inside followed by the crashing of various object. I tried to open the door, but it was locked. I tied knocking, but we doubted that Dan could hear us over his own screams. Adrian reached above the door frame, he ran his hand up and down the wood looking for something. Seconds later, he pulled down a strange brass looking tool that allowed you to open any room in the house. I greedily took the key out of his hands and shoved it into the hole (:p). I fumbled with the key, beads of sweat dripping forming at my hairline. Adrian was shaking next to me, glaring at me to hurry up.

"I'm fu.cking trying!" I shouted in anger.

"DAN!?" He screamed loudly. I kept my focus on the door though, ignoring all the sound. Why did the door have to be so hard to open though, honestly? Alex shoved me out of the way , the key falling out of the hole and onto the carpet. I groaned, rolling my eyes at my younger, annoying brother. He reached down, picking up the small object and shoved it back into the hole (:p). Only seconds later I heard the old hinges of the door squeak and I saw the door being thrown open.

I ran into the room, shoving my younger brother into the wall, ignoring his yelp of pain. Yeah I'm a great person. Dan stood in the corner, acting casual and normal. He was humming a familiar My Chemical Romance song and pretending to sort out papers.

"Dan, what happened?" I questioned. Has usual, he didn't respond.

"Can you write it?" Adrian questioned, his voice shaking slightly. Dan looked at us, his eye brows raised in fake amusement/confusion. I have him am encouraging look and he sighed, he grabbed an extra sheet of blank paper and one of those cheap smily face pens you would earn at a doctors office or something like that.

His back was turned away from us, but I could see his arm moving.

(Dan's P.O.V)

I sighed at P.J and Adrian  grabbed a piece of extra paper and a cheap piece smiley face pen. I turned my back to them, discretely gathering my leather bound notebook and a few descent pens. In large letters I wrote 'NOTHING FU.CK OFF'. I angrily crumbled the piece of paper and whipped it at my two brothers.

They both looked like I had beat a puppy or something, there eyes wide on shock, I had bough they would be used to this by now. But their expressions made me think differently, I shook my head no and grabbed my notebook and pens. I saw Adrian's moth open to say something I think, but instead if listening I simply ran.

The old wooden stairs creaked as I ran, I stumbled over the edge of the carpet, tears clouding my vision. What had triggered this? Everyone says it is my depression and anxiety. I know it's more than that, my body slammed against the screen door. I swing open, it's old hinges screeching behind me has I jumped off the wooden porch.

I grabbed my skateboard with my free hand and rode down the driveway and into the road. Tears came down my face, my eyes stinging at the cool air hitting them.

Knowing that my brother would be worried, I kept going. I knew it was all fake, the caring my parents just tell them to look after me constantly while they are on business trips and they don't want to get in trouble, that's all.

I crossed the road suddenly, cars stopping quickly, and I just ride faster has I heard their shouts of anger behind me. People gave me strange looks has I rode past them, my face a mess of tears and snot, or maybe they just see me as an ugly freak.

I stopped my skateboard and hopped off. I stared out, my eyes blinded by colors of the sunset and sparkling water. A small, fake looking smile came across my face.

I ran down the dock, adrenaline pumping through my veins, the feeling that I could fall off the worn wooden planks and into the deep murky water. Setting my skateboard next to me, I sat down, my feel dangling over the edge.

I breathed in the smell of river and a musky odor of dead fish. I know it doesn't sound the most appealing, but the scenery really does make up for it.

I opened my notebook to the next blank page, I clicked open my pen. Breathing out a sigh of relief has I saw the smooth pen ink gliding across the paper. I was turning today's experience into another story.

I stared down at the now full page, tears coming down my face and the sunset illuminating onto my paper. Slowly I started quietly singing "Cancer" by MCR.

My eyes shut and I just sat in peace.

(Time skip 37 minutes later (^-^)/)

When I opened my eyes again, everything was dark. My notebook, the only think thy had been keeping me sane, well remotely sane for the past three years was ripped out of my hands.

I looked into the eyes of Nick, the only person who I had ever thought was my friend, the guy who had outed me. He threw it into the water, laughing with his new friends. I cried out has I jumped into the frigid water.

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