Things aren't always what they seem

Chapter Fourteen

Before this chapter starts i would like to thank Lia for writing the smutty part, I should give up on writing because they are like a god dang prodigy at writing tbqh. Thats it byeeee -Alex

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Phil's POV

I quickly walked to my destination, but being careful of my fresh tattoo of course. I still felt the stinging pain the needles gave me, even though i should be used to it.

I felt so cold, even with my jacket on. I felt my cheeks turn pink along with my nose and ears. I regret my choice of coming out of the house like this.

I searched my pockets for my phone. It wasn't anywhere. I began to worry and stop in my tracks, thinking about the last place i put my phone. After a while of back tracking, i finally remembered it was at home.

I softly cursed under my breath and walked back to the house. I didn't want to be too late, the store may close soon. I saw my breath in the air, which made me curious about why or how we see our breaths in the cold.

I thought about this as i came back to the house. I never got my answer to the question. As i walked up to the porch, and to the front door, i felt like something was off. Like something bad. I pushed that feeling back and opened the door. Or at least tried too.

The door was locked. It always had been opened. I tried again, not even budging. i knocked on the door. "Dan...it's me!" I called out. The feeling got worse and worse by the second. The door never opened. I sighed and walked to the back of the house.

There was a gate separating the house's yards. I climbed the fence that led me to Dan's house. The sliding doors were always opened. And lucky they were. I opened the doors and walked in. The warm air hit me and i melted.

It felt so nice on my cold face. "Dan!" I called out walking around. I searched the house as i walked up to his room. I opened the door and saw Dan, sitting. He wasn't facing me or anything. "Dan..." I mumble.

"Shut...up..." His broke and hurting voice said.

"Dan...a-are you okay?" I say rushing over to him. My stomach hurt just seeming him upset.

When i touched his shoulder he instantly pushed me off of him. "get off me you...you disgusting rat!" Dan says almost too loudly. His eyes told me everything. He was upset, and angry at me.

"Dan...what's wrong?" I ask still very worried. I tried thinking about things i've done or forgotten to do.

"What's wrong? What's wrong!? You should know, you cheater!" Yells Dan, standing up and his face flushing red. His hands were shaking and he was still crying.

"Cheater!? Okay i may have cheated on a few tests but-"

"You're cheating on me with PJ!" He interrupts. Saying that made him look so hurt. He was crying so much.

"PJ...I'm not cheating on you with PJ! Dan i promise!" I say, my voice was shaky. I felt like my legs were going to give out anytime soon. What was he on about? I wasn't cheating. I wasn't.

My heart was beating a million times a minute.

"Oh yeah!? Check your phone..." Dan softly says. He seemed...calmed...and okay now. I didn't realize i had my hands up, like i was going to be arrested.

I slowly and carefully grabbed my phone. I turned it on and saw that i got texts from PJ. I felt my whole body wanting to shut down. I shakily unlocked my phone, opening the app. I saw the texts PJ had sent me.

The texts were very flirtatious. He sent me heart emojis, pick-up lines, and everything.

Pj🌟 - Hey baby boy ;)

Pj🌟- I'm hard as fuck baby I need you so bad😍

Pj🌟- I've been told that your dick is amazing 👅💦

Pj🌟- ditch the loser boyfriend

I dropped my phone, feeling my body break down. "Dan...I swear to god i'm not cheating..." I mutter. I didn't know what to say. I just sat on his bed, knowing this was it. It was over. I broke into tears and felt my stomach hurt. My heart felt like it was physically broke.

"Phil...you should go" Dan says sniffling. I quickly looked up at him. He was pointing at the door.

"Dan...no...ple-"

"go! I..." he took a deep breath.

"I packed all your things..." He softly speaks.

I stand up and just stare at him. I pick my phone up. "Dan...i-im sorry...i'm just a big mess. First i bullied you, i got you in trouble at my house, and now this. I promise you i'm not cheating...but-" I stop and take more of reality in. "This...is the only way..." I say just staring at nothing.

His silence hurt me.

"Im just...sorry" I croaked walking out. I shoved my phone in my pocket, taking my bags, and leaving.

Tears rushed down my face. I had no where to go. I lost everything. My family, my boyfriend, and myself. Worst part is that i have a tattoo of his name freshly on me.

I hated myself. I wanted to give up so,so much and just die. End all the stress. End all the misery. End it all.

I sat in the park, my bags close to me. My clothes are the only things i have left. I didn't even want them. I didn't even want my life anymore.

I just sat in the park, alone, broke, and regretting my life ever happening.