Thanks To You {Phan} (BoyxBoy)

Chapter Five ~ Fear

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Phil's P.O.V.

1 hour ago

"Okay. Thanks, Phil. See you tomorrow!" Dan said and went home. I closed the front door and went back into my room.

My father was coming back from work earlier today. It was good that Dan wasn't here anymore. I didn't want him to meet my dad. I heard someone opening the front door. He was already here? I heard him walking up the stairs. He banged against my door and I unlocked it. He came in and started yelling.

"WHO IS HE?!"

"W-who do you m-mean?"

"You know who I mean! Anderson from work told me that he saw someone with you, the last few weeks! A boy, you're going to school with him! Dont tell me he's your boyfriend!"

"H-he's just a f-f-friend f-from school, r-really!"

"Don't lie to me! Do you even know how ashamed I am?! All the people at work are laughing about you! I taught you never to lie and this boy can't be only your friend! Friends are with you sometimes, not everyday for 15 hours! You need to learn your lesson!"

He ripped my shirt apart and took his belt. He threw me on my bed and began to slap me. Even if I was already used to it, it burned like hell and I had to hold my tears back. If I started crying now, he'd slap me even harder and say "You're such a douchebag! You're not my son!"

He slapped me a few times more and left my room without another word. My back hurted so much, but I didn't want to cry. I just wanted to die.

Why don't you kill yourself then?

No, no, no, I won't!

Why not? Nobody'd miss you!

Yes, Dan would! He's my best friend.

Not even he would miss you piece of shit! He hates you and wouldn't even think about you.

At this exact moment, my phone vibrated. I unlocked it and I read the new message from Dan.

Hey Phil,

Is everything alright?

I wanted to ask if you'll come to school tomorrow.

Dan

I smiled slightly and replied fast.

Hi Dan,

I don't know, rather not. Don't worry, it was just a little.. fight with my Dad.

Phil

I didn't want him to worry. I was just putting my phone back into my pocket, as it vibrated again.

Phil,

Open your front door. Please.

Dan

I was shocked and stood up. Did he really care about me that much?

No, he's lying to you.

There was just one way to find out. I put a T-Shirt on, walked downstairs and opened the door.

Dan really was here. As I saw him, I had to smile, but I also started crying.

Dan took me upstairs again and locked the door behind us. Then he pulled me into a hug and I groaned because of the pain I felt.

"Oh no Phil, please don't tell me he.. he can't.. is.. does it hurt that much?"

I wanted to deny it, but Dan already pulled my shirt off and looked at my back.