call me dan || phan (completed)

5.0

Tiny trigger warning maybe i don't know it's just a really bad wound made by scissors. It's not on purpose so it's not self harm but it's just scissors in the arm. This is an important chapter though so I'm sorry if you get triggered!

Also a little smut warning but not much.

The door swung open and I was tackled into the bathtub. The scissors in my hand made their way halfway through my arm from the impact and I let out a loud scream.

Soon tears were rolling down my face from the pain, but I was happier than I have ever been in my life. My hair is finally short. I'm a boy.

"DANIELLE YOUR HAIR!" My mom screamed.

"NO MOM MY ARM!"

She saw my arm but looked back at my hair like it was her prized possession. She didn't even care that scissors were stuck in my flesh. She doesn't care that I'm screaming in pain. She just cares about my hair.

"FUCK YOU!" I accidentally screamed through my sobs.

"Language, Danielle!"

"MY NAME ISNT DANIELLE ITS DAN! IM DANIEL HOWELL AND IM THE SON OF A PSYCHOPATH!"

"No, honey, you're the daughter of a person who cares about you very much." She was trying to act calm through this. But nothing was calm now.

"YOU DONT CARE ABOUT ME YOU JUST WANT ME TO BE THE PERFECT DAUGHTER SO YOU CAN SHOW ME OFF TO YOUR FRIENDS BUT IM SORRY THAT DIDNT HAPPEN FOR YOU! IM DONE WITH ALL THIS BULLSHIT IM MOVING IN WITH MY BOYFRIEND! CAUSE IM A GAY BOY!" I screamed in her face while she just looked at me in shock. I made sure to emphasize the word 'boy' just so she knows that she has a son. This isn't something new that she is hearing of. She knows I've been a boy my whole life. She just hasn't accepted it.

I ran to my room to pack some things I would need. Half way through I realized that the scissors were still stuck in my arm and screamed as the pain came back.

I attempted to pull them out but it just made the pain a million times worse.

Just like a bandaid. Pull them out fast.

I did exactly that and quickly forced them out of my flesh. I wouldn't be surprised if the neighbors heard the scream because that hurt like a bitch. I collapsed to the ground from the pain and sobbed into my knees. I remembered there was some gauze in the bathroom and ran there. Maybe I can just wrap it up and the pain will stop.

I wrapped the gauze around my wound, noticing my mom is no longer here in the bathroom where I left her. I decided to not worry and finally got done wrapping my wound. The pain wasn't as bad anymore but it's still the worst pain I've ever felt in my life. Well... Physical pain.

I got done packing up a few necessities for wherever the hell I'm headed and put on my coat, trying to be careful with my wound.

I quickly dialed Phil's number and it rang and rang before he picked up.

"Hey, beautiful, you're up ea-"

"I need you to come get me."

"Why what's wrong? Is everything okay, Dan?"

"I'll explain later just please come get me. And hurry!" I hung up and ran downstairs to grab some food. I found my mom sitting at the kitchen table talking to someone on the phone. She looked worried.

"She's gone crazy!" She's talking about me.

"Well you're her dad do something!" She's wanting my dad to help?! Can this day get any worse?! Phil really needs to hurry.