An Angel in Disguise//Phan

Chapter 2

(Get used to the random wolf drawings)

Phil's p.o.v

I wake up shaking. I had a nightmare about my dad beating me and my mum. He does this quite often, and mum's too scared to get him some help. I don't understand why. I won't lie I love my dad, sometimes, but when he's in a bad mood he's the scariest person in the world.

I get my clothes on and walk out my room. My dad happens to be walking in the hallway.

"Morning son," he smiles and ruffles my hair. Good, he's in a good mood. Hopefully he stays like this. I don't need a big purple bruise on my face on the second day of school.

I wonder into the kitchen and make some cereal for breakfast. After I'm done I rush upstairs and straighten my hair. After I'm done I check the time in my phone. I still have 15 minutes before I need to leave the house.

I decide to go downstairs and watch a little tv before I leave. I open my door and head towards the stairs, but I stop at the top.

My parents are at the bottom of the stairs yelling at each other. Guess my dads having one of his mood swings. I turn to go back into my room but my dad yells at me.

"Phillip get back down here!" He screams. I walk slowly down the stairs and stand in front of him.

"Yes dad?" I almost choke out. My dad scares me when he's angry. His fist meets my face and I fly backwards. Great, now I'm gonna have a black eye.

"Get to school," he says and grabs mums wrist and pulls her upstairs.

I grab my backpack and walk outside. I don't care if I'm early I hair can't stand to be in this house anymore. At least my dad wasn't drunk, that's the worst.

I look at my reflection in my phone and see I have a black eye. Great, let's just hope no one says anything.

I slowly walk into school and make my way to my first class. It goes by quickly with of course the occasional whispering like yesterday. The bell ring and I walk to my next class, which is art.

I sit down in the same seat I sat in yesterday. Yesterday no one was sitting next to me, but today someone does. It's that beautiful boy from yesterday. I tense up as he sits down. He was part of that gang that beat me up.

"Hi," he whispers. I tense up more but try to calm down.

"Oh uh, hi," I whisper back.

Dan's p.o.v

I walk into art and decide to sit next to Phil, I think that's his name. I notice he tenses up as I sit down. I also see he has a black eye, my gang didn't do that. I wonder what happened.

"Hi," I whisper to him. Class still hasn't started so we can talk as loud as we want but I didn't want to scare Phil by talking too loud.

"Oh uh, hi," he nervously says back.

"Your Phil right?"

"Yeah, what's your name?"

"Dan," I can tell he's really nervous. I don't blame him, I was part of the group that attacked him. Even though I didn't actually hurt him.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you. I know I'm part of that gang, but I'm not like them," I reassure him.

"Oh, ok. Good," he says sounding less nervous. He is just so cute. I was about to ask him about his black but decided to leave it alone.

We start talking all through art. The teacher just let us have free time since he apparently had a lot of work to do. He's really sweet. Wow, I can't believe those jerks beat him up. Now I feel worse.