He Saved Me (A Phanfiction)

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~HI! So, this is both our first Phanfiction, and we are so excited to write this! We have everything planned out and now all that's left to do is actually write the chapters! It's Lauren writing this week, and next week it will be Chloe, and it will alternate between us. I hope you enjoy this book, and so, without further a do, LE'GO!~

----Dan POV-----
I wince as my father's (if you can call him that) fist comes down on me once more. I can't feel it at this point, I just feel numb. It's been around twenty minutes that he has been going at me for now, but to be honest, I don't really know. I've lost track of time. "You deserve this! You're a piece of worthless shit, you know?" He screams at me. My mom is in the corner of the room, giggling, high from her joint. I have tears in my eyes, and I'm trying desperately to not let them spill, because if they do, another 10 minutes would be added, ten more painful minutes that I wasn't sure if I could take . Finally, he spits at me, and walks away, taking another mouthful of his vodka as he leaves. I wait I while, and then get up, walk to the bathroom, and assess how much makeup in going to have to wear to cover it up. I turn on the light, and look in the mirror. Most of the damage is around my torso, which can just be covered my clothes. My face isn't too bad. I've had worse, I guess. A cut lip, and a bloody nose. I'm guessing that I'll get a black eye, but my fringe will cover that up. I pull out my concealer, and begin to apply my mask.

-------Phil POV---------

Phone. Check. Wallet. Check. Dinner money. Check. Pens and pencils. Check. Ru-
"Phil, honey, hurry up, you're going to be late for school. And you can't be late on your first day, imagine how much of a bad impression that would give!" My mental checklist is cut off by my mom shouting from down stairs. I roll my eyes. My parents have always been big on giving the perfect first impression. I stuff my things in my bag, and run downstairs. I nearly trip over a box of my Dad's CDs. We moved in just two days ago, and things are just about coming together. I grab a slice of toast from the kitchen, and say goodbye to my parents, and begin to walk to school. On the way there, mostly everyone is huddled up in groups together, except for me, and one other boy. He looks around my age, and height too, but from the looks of it, he is slightly taller. He is wearing a black jumper that is pulled down over his hands, black skinny jeans, and has brown hair with a sort of emoish fringe swept to the right. Judging from his stance, and what seems to be his lack of friends, and the fact he is avoiding eye contact with everyone, I have a feeling that this boy is hiding something. And I intend to find out what.

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And there we go! Yay! Chapters won't normally be this short, they hopefully will be longer chapters throughout the book. Anyway...

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