Kitten, Neko |Phan and KicktheStickz.|

.Chapter 36.

(Song, Sia: Elastic heart)

Phil's POV.

It turned out that max only stayed for two nights as she took off to see her mother again. She gave us her phone number and she went to the same school as us.

I could tell Dan was a bit weary about her as she kept going off every now and then to the bath room. For some reason I have been getting a lot more... Shy? If you say as my hand keeps wrapping around my wrist to show that particular emotion.

"Why are you shy?" Dan asks me and I shrug, "I'm not sure, I just.. Seem to be." I say and smile gently before looking down at my fingers. "I think it was the alcohol. Neko's can gain different traits if they do things. So I think the alcohol is making me shy."

It's been two days and I am just relapsing harder and harder.

I'm getting more sad, scared, shy. Dan hasn't noticed as I try to be happy. For him, but it's just. Hard I guess. To be happy sometimes. Dan left a little over an hour ago to check on his own family and I was sat in the living room. A bottle of liquor in my hand that Dan didn't seem to hide and taking tiny sips of it.

My eyes trained onto the powdery wall as my mum and dad are screaming at each other in the kitchen. It's always seemed to go back to my sister.

"ITS YOUR FUCKING FAULT, MURDERER."

"SHUT UP YOU WHORE! YOU CANT BLAME ME FOR ANYTHING. YOUR JUST AS BAD."

"I BET YOUR GAY JUST LIKE OUR SON."

"AT LEAST IM NOT HOMOPHOBIC LIKE YOU."

Dads words made my eyes widen as I turn my head to where the kitchen was. My mum was homophobic, that's most probably why she hasn't said 'I love you' to me since I've came out. I felt stinging crawl to my eyes and I shook my head. Trying not to believe it but it was always there.

It always will be there.

I down the rest of the bottle of alcohol and scramble to get up, the shouting and screaming still dispersing around our house, like the highest point was the kitchen until it faded into nothingness.

Just like me.

I grab a leather jacket and my black converse before slamming the door behind me. The shouting immediately stopped and whispers soon followed as for what I could hear inside.

"Now the bastard has gone because of you saying I am homophobic, you prick."

"I'm just stating the fucking truth,"

And then the screams and cries came rushing back to my ears like water hitting rock. It clapping slightly as I run far away from my home. I see a nearby woods and I smile as I turn into a cat and run as fast as I can in cat form to the forest.

I hiss as a shard of glass caught on my hand as I was running. I look down and see the tiny shard poking out. I hiss again at the pain before showing my nails and picking the shard out. It stung as the mussel opened, it feelings. Tiny bit empty as the glass got replaced by thin air.

I enter the forest, the blood leaving little trail marks but I couldn't be bothered as I climb up the biggest tree. I shift back into human form and grab closer for warmth on my leather jacket.

I'm never going back there, ever.

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Dans POV, (Finally)
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I slowly walk back up to Phil's house and hear screaming and shouting coming from inside the house. I sigh as I walk up the cobble driveway and nock on the door, hushed whispers could be heard before the door opened and a women smiled happily at me.