Why do you hate me?

Part 3

His hair fell over his eyes, hiding the pain. He ambled down the hallway keeping out of everyone's way, not like last time when he was nearly killed out there, he was terrified and you could see it on his face. I don't know why I was thinking this, its like my feelings had changed after I had heard someone shouting at Dan. I was terrified for him and I didn't know why.

He didn't talk, not even a whisper passed his trembling lips, not around them; never around them. I wanted to help him but he was so far away and there was no way of reaching him. People noticed me staring and shoved me laughing and said, "Phil why are you staring at the bastard?" I fake laughed glancing back at his bruised, bloody and limping frame.

I've seen him a few times in the music room. Alone. Always alone. When we were kids we used to pretend we were in a band. I was drums and he was bass and vocals, he sounded like an angel even at merely six years old. I missed those days, everything seemed easier like the butterflies that erupted in my stomach when he came over. We were best friends back then, I cant believe how much times have changed. I thought I was a horrible person, I am a horrible person.

As I walked to my first class I saw Dan bending at a piano playing a song called 2009, wow i have never heard that song before. I listened and watched his fingers ghost over the keys and I stood behind him smiling at his pure talent. I don't know what came over me but i leaned down a bit and my lips ghosted over the red finger marks on his neck. He gasped and turned around staring at me with wide eyes.

I mumbled into his neck "I heard it all last night, that man screaming at you." He froze and backed away slowly.

"No! You couldn't have, no no no this isn't happening." He was having a breakdown. My mum used to have them all the time so I know what to do. I grabbed him by the waist and pulled him close to me rubbing his back, he cried violently into my neck shivering and wincing.

"You're okay Dan, trust me you are okay." 

Shaking his head and pulling away he whispered. "But Phil I-i'm really not."