Chapter 16

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// PHILS POV//

     " Dude, you'll get him back, it's okay." Joey comforted me, and patted my back ,as I sat in the corner of the crafts room in a ball, hugging my knees tight to my chest.

     " No, it won't be okay." I said. I told the truth. It won't be. Not until my Dan comes back. He has to be doing something good right now, not wearing a papery outfit that so many other people probably wore before him. I missed him. It ached in my heart that the one I love, I will most likely never see again. I still had the paper with his address on it. I cherished it. There wasn't a place that I would be where it wasn't with me.

                                     ~ THE NEXT DAY~

     " Phil!" Joey called out to me. I swung my head around to see Ricky and Joey charging towards me with a paper.

     " Yeah?"

     " Look at this." he said, and held the paper up so I could see." You see, all you have to do is get your parents to sign this, and then all you have to do is pay sixty- five dollars to get you out early. It's like a thing saying you know that you're okay, and you get out three days after you get your parents to sign it. We took one from the administration office. Here, take it, and call your parents." he smiled, and handed me the paper.

      "Really? Thanks Joey." I said, and gave him a hug. I felt his hand get lower on my back before finally it touched my bum.

     " Too close man." I say and let go.

     " oops" he smirks.

     I go into my room, and slide the piece of paper into my pillow cover, then I go into the payphones, and call my parents. They'll be here soon

     So my mum and dad got here, and I handed them the paper, explaining what I need them to do. They did it and handed it in, and then, in three days I would be out of here.

     " Phil, are you sure?" my mum asked me, and stared at the paper. She flipped the paged as I nodded my head.

     " You see mum, I need to see you guys again. I miss you too much." I lied. I didn't really care for them too much. They visited more often than I went to the bathroom. It was good at times, but now that I have Dan by my side, I didn't need so much parental care.

     " I love you Phil, can't wait to see you home." she smiled and touched the tip of the pen to the paper, and dragged it ever so slightly that it made a slight blue mark to show her name.

                   ~PHILS COMING HOME~

     "Phil!" My mom said, bursting into tears as I melted into her figure, and next my father.

     " Mum." I said back."

     In the car, I gave my mom the paper with Dan's address on it, and told her to go there. ASAP.

     " Phil sweetie who is this?"

     " Someone I met, just go."

     " Okay."

     She pulled up to the house, which had the numbers 837 as they were on the paper. I got out of the car and walked up to the front door. I knocked. One, two, three. Done.

     A tall brown haired lady, who looked fairly similar to Dan opened the door and stared at me for a second.

     " May I help you?" she asked.

     " Is Daniel here?"

     " Yes he is, and who are you might I ask?

     " My name is Phil, Phil Lester.

     " Dan! someone is here for you!" She shouted, and within a five second span of no reply, she opened the door more, and gestured me inside.

     " He's been like this for days, playing loud music and not responding to anything. You can go up there, it's the third door to the right. Just go in, unless it's locked."

     I went as she told me, and figured my way around. There was a black door, which I figured to be Dan's door, so I opened it. What I saw left me in shock.


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