Back-Up Boyfriend

Confrontation

Phil checked the time once again, taking a moment to glance at the picture of Dan and himself that he had set as his lock screen. He would be here any minute, but Phil couldn't stand to wait. His parents had left a few hours ago for their anniversary vacation. Leaving the house to Phil for a full week, meaning a full week of Dan. 

Phil's head perked up to the three loud raps on the door. He rushed to the door, composing himself quickly before opening the door. The black haired boy's stomach dropped at the sight. 

"Hey Phil." A beastly built blond boy stood on Phil's front porch step. Phil inhaled sharply. "Travis, what are you doing here?" 

Phil's eyes darted towards the headlights coming towards the house. Travis shoved his hands into his pockets and looked up at Phil, his flimsy fringe falling into his eyes. "I miss you Phil." 

Phil shook his head. He had to stand up for himself, this time. "Well I don't miss you," Phil looked into Travis' deep green eyes. "I've moved on." 

"Yeah that fucking emo piece of shit," Phil's stare sharpened as Travis smiled. "Come on Philly, you know you want me back." Phil shook his head, steadying himself on the door frame. 

"I said no Travis, we're over." Phil looks at Travis, his eyes softening. Travis laughed and removed his hands from his pockets. 

Like a bullet, his hands were around Phil's wrists. "Well," Phil looked up at Travis wearily, shaking slightly out of fear. "If you won't take me back, then I will." Travis pulled Phil out of the house, their storm door slamming against the wooden door frame. 

"Get your hands off of him!" They both looked out into the darkness as Dan stepped out. "What are you gonna do, pussy?" Travis pulled Phil further, making him yelp in pain. 

Dan ran forward, pouncing onto Travis. "You son of a bitch!" Travis let go of Phil, causing Phil to fall to the ground with a thud. Travis grabs Dan into a choke hold, punching his stomach. Phil stood up, its time to be brave. 

"Get off of him!" Phil grabbed a hold of his shoulders and pulled him away, knocking them both to the ground. Phil didn't have a moment to be surprised by his strength as Travis was already up and ready to pounce. Phil swung his arm back, hitting him square in the jaw. 

"Where was this strength when we were fucking?!" Phil scrunched up his face, punching him hard enough to fall to the ground. Dan jumped on top of him, straddling him. 

Dan grabbed his bruising jaw, pulling it towards his face. "Touch him again and I'll make sure you can't get up." Travis rolled his eyes. 

"Fuck you." Dan slapped him across the face a few times, leaving him dazed and confused. "Touch him and die bastard." Dan got up and watched Travis limp back to his car parked at the end of the road. 

Dan grabbed Phil into a hug. "I'm so proud of you," Phil stood silently, watching Travis' taillights in the distance. "Come on, let's go get you washed up."