He is my bully...

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*Phil's POV*

I walk to the gates of school being extra cautious to look for Dan. My only friends Chris and Pj will be gone today.

I look around and I don't see Dan, so today might be a good day.

I spoke to soon. As I turn the corner Dan is leaning on the wall.

He looks up at me and smirks.

"Hey faggot." He said grabbing my shirt.

"Here we go again." I mumble.

"Shut the fuck up!" He said punching me in the face.

I stare blankly at him and I feel liquid flow down my face.

"New record." I say numbly.

He grabs my hair and slams my head in the wall.

He throws me on the ground and starts to kick me.

After ten minutes he walks away and I just lay there.

The day goes by and I finally get enough strength to walk over to the gates and wait for Dan after school.

I fall asleep waiting and I get rudely awoken by Dan punching my stomach.

I stay silent for longer than expected.

"Dan! Why do you do this?" I ask as I limp up to him and his friends.

"Cause you're a fucking faggot." He said slapping me.

"And? I know your little brother is." I say and he shoves me down to the floor.

"Never speak about my family!" He said kicking me in the ribs until he heard a crack.

"Get out of my sight." He spat.

I somehow walk home only to collapse on my bed.

I soon find that I can't move.

My mom comes in and calls 999.

They get here and confirm that I have broken bones.

"He has three broken ribs, his leg in bent in a way I didn't know was possible to bend, and his shoulder is sprained." The paramedics say.

My dad is home by now and is panicking with my mum.

"Calm down, it's fine, I've had worse." I tell them, not meaning to.

"Um, we are going to need you to stop talking. It is a danger to breathe, but I don't think your lungs will be punctured." He said and mum gets in the ambulance with me, but dad takes the car.

They sound the sirens and we leave.

*a week later*

After an agonizing week of being in the hospital, I can finally go home.

On the drive home, I pass a house I never expected.

I pass Dan's house and I see Dan crying outside and then a bag is thrown at him.

He looks at me and all the colors from his face drain out o his body, like he had seen ghost.

"Ask that boy if he needs a place to stay." My mum says to my dad.

"Okay." My dad says pulling up to him.

"Hey son. Do you need a place to stay?" My dad asks.

"No thank you sir, I am going to live with my nan and grandad. They will be here any second." He said.

"Well okay. Stay safe." My mum says as we drive away.

When we get home I check my phone and see that Chris and Pj have been calling and texting me nonstop.