Secret Admirer || Phan

.Chapter 11.

Hey guys..It's been a while since I updated and I would like to apologise so much. I've been dealing with a lot of cthings recently and I've not really had any motivation to write because of it. But since my updating is tragic then I will have a plan and I will update every Wednesday starting after this chapter. I hope you guys enjoy this update and ily all

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warnings/ abuse, please don't read if you're sensitive or will get triggered by this subject xx

My stomach dropped when I saw the note.

He didn't see my face, please tell me he didn't see my face. I can't tell him about my dad. Ever. He would think that I was so pathetic; I can't even stand up for myself. He must not ever find out about it. Maybe it isn't even about that. Ha, who am I kidding of course it is.

I got home pretty fast and went straight up to my room, not even bothering to tell my dad I'm home. Like he gives a shit anyways. I throw my bag on the floor and lie down on my bed, debating whether to text my secret admirer or not.

I decide to text him, but maybe if I don't bring the note up and then he won't question me about it.

To - ?
Hey xx

Almost instantly I got a reply. For some reason my heart was beating so hard it felt like it was going to burst out of my chest at any moment.

From - ?
Phil, I need you to tell me the truth about what I'm going to ask you. What happened to your face?

Fuck my life. I bit my lip nervously, I felt like I wanted to cry. He can't know.

To -?
I fell over and hit my face

Once again, I received an almost instant reply.

From-?
Phil..I know you're lying. Please tell me, you can trust me. I can't stand the thought of you being hurt. Who hurt you?

Do I tell him? Should I just lie? I can't think of anymore excuses. I think I might have to tell him. He says I can trust him and I kind of believe him, but I don't even know his true identity. How can I trust him? What if he tells someone? My dad would kill me if he found out I told. But maybe he won't find out I told. Hesitantly I typed my message.

To-?
It was um..it was my dad.

I felt some tears roll down my cheeks. I quickly wiped them away, refusing to cry. I'm so pathetic.

From-?
What?! You're dad did that to you? How dare he hurt you! Phil you need to tell someone, he can't get away with this! He will get taken away and you won't be hurt anymore. Please Phil, tell someone. I will not let him get away with hurting you sweetheart.

I knew this is the reaction I would get. I can't tell anyone. It's not as easy as that. I'm terrified of him. But the way this mystery person cares about me, makes me feel safe. It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside, and the way he called me sweetheart, I'm blushing so hard. How does someone I don't even know have this effect on me?

To-?
I can't tell anyone. He would kill me if he found out I even told you. I'll be okay, I'm used to it now anyways..

Truth is, I'm not used to it and I know I'm not going to be okay. But I would rather suffer what I'm getting now than have to get it even worse. I'll just have to endure it until I'm 18 when I can leave.

From-?
No. You will not be okay and you shouldn't have to be used to it. Please sweetheart, tell someone. I just want to know you are going to be safe. I want you to feel safe.

To-?
I feel safe when I'm talking to you..

Damn I wish I hadn't sent that. He must think I'm so lame and weird. It wouldn't surprise me if that put him off me.

From-?
You do? I'm glad I make you feel safe. You deserve to feel safe. But I want you to feel safe all the time, not just when you are talking to me.

I bite my lip yet again, adjusting my flower crown ever so slightly before texting him back as I hear my dad coming upstairs.

To-?
I have to go. My dad is coming. See you xx

I hear my phone vibrate letting me know that my secret admirer had replied but I didn't open the message I just locked my phone and set it on the side. My door swung open and my dad, who was yet again drunk walked in.

"Oi faggot, have you sorted yourself out since yesterday? Are you normal yet?"

I don't answer, just looking down.

"Answer me your worthless piece of shit!"

"I-I-I am normal..I just like guys..there is nothing t-to sort out.."

I tense up as I feel my dad lunge towards me. I quickly shut my eyes and whimper slightly as he punches me in the stomach, winding me slightly. Then he punched me in the jaw, hard enough to know it was going to leave a bruise.

Fuck.

I just lay there, crying as he walked out of my room and muttered to himself about how I am a disappointment to the family. I grabbed my phone and looked at the text.

From-?
No please don't let him hurt you babe. Please stay safe. Xx

I quickly text him back before curling up and falling asleep.

To-?
I'm sorry..I let him hurt me. I deserve it. Goodnight xx

I hear my phone vibrate yet again but I just close my eyes and let sleep take over me.

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