Sticks and stones

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Phils pov

Dan pulled me into his house and laid me down on his sofa. I try to sit up but my ribs scream in protest.
Dan comes back with a cup of water.
"You don't have any cuts its just bruises so I'm not sure what I can do." He stressed as he handed me the cup.
"I-I'm fine okay"
"Phil you was coughing up blood and you can barely walk, I think you need to go to the hospital."
"I'm fine. Anyway Dan where are you parents I don't want them to get worried and call my parents if they find me."
Dans head dropped and he took a while to reply.
"Who knows."
"What?"
"Phil, my-"
Tears started to flow down his cheeks.
"My parents are dead."
"Oh my god Dan I am so sorry. Who looks after you then?"
"My uncle but he's never home."
"Well where is he."
"Ha probably off his face some where."
An awkward silence cascaded across the room. Only to be broken by the harsh sounds of phils bloody coughs.
"Phil I'm sorry but you need to go to hospital."
"NO you can't!"
" I'm sorry Phil but I don't want to see you hurt what if your ribs are broken?"
"No my parents will ask questions and worry!"
"Look I'm gonna phone an ambulance here is my number for when you get out."
"DAN YOU DONT UNDERSTAND!"
"What is there to understand you are hurt and you need help?" Dan started crying again.
"YOU HAVE NEVER HAD TO DISAPPOINT YOUR PARENTS OR UPSET THEM, BECAUSE THEY ARE DEAD SO DONT ACT LIKE THE EXPERT."
"I have called the ambulance I leaving the door unlocked so they can come straight in. I'll be upstairs and I don't want to talk to you again so just-"
"Dan wait-"
"JUST STAY AWAY." A weeping Dan storms upstairs.
I'm a horrible person oh god.

Dans pov

How could Phil hurt me like that. I thought he was my friend. I thought he was different, but no he was just like all the rest. Dans anger overwhelms him and he knocked his desk over shattering his photo frame. It was a picture of his parents.
What was that rhyme again?
Sticks and stones may break my bones but words with never hurt me.
Bullshit

No one is probably gonna read this story but I'm doing it anyway because it gives me something to do rather than being sad and sulking around all day. Next chapter is going to be a bit different btw :)

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