An Angel in Disguise//Phan

Chapter 5

Phil's p.o.v

I wake up to the alarm on my phone going off. I'm still naked. Memories of last night come flooding into my mind. After the man raped me he unties me and left.

I get up and immediately feel how sore my bum is. I rub my wrists, stupid rope burn. That's not how I imagined my first time.. Ugh, I have to go to school today. Why is my dad so evil?

I walk over to my closet and get out some clothes. I grab my towel and walk into the bathroom to shower.

After a long shower I put on my clothes and plug in my straighteners and blow dryer. I blow dry my hair and straighten it. The events of last night keep replaying in my head.

I open my door and walk downstairs. I run into my dad when I get downstairs. My heart almost stops, I'm so scared.

"Have a good day at school son," he says genuinely and pats my shoulder before walking back upstairs.

I wish he wasn't so bipolar, ugh. I grab my backpack and open the front door. I don't feel like eating breakfast, I've lost my appetite.

I start to make my way towards school. I'm walking slowly because of the cuts on my legs. I finally make it to school and head towards my first class.

I arrive and sit in my seat, wincing as I sat down. Stupid cuts. I get a tap on my shoulder. I tense up and turn around to see that girl with the blonde hair and pink highlights.

"Are you ok?" She asks sweetly.

"Oh, uh, yeah. I'm fine,"

"Ok I was just making sure," she smiles, "oh, I'm Louise by the way. And you are.." She leaves a space for me to insert my name.

"I'm Phil,"

"Nice to meet you,"

"Nice to meet you to," I respond. She seems really sweet. Maybe we could be friends.

I'm not really paying attention until the bell finally rings. I get out of my seat and head to art.

When I get there Dan is already sitting down. I walk over to my seat next to him and slowly sit down, being careful of my cuts. He gives a big smile and I give him a small one in return. I don't feel like I can give him a big truthful smile after what happened last night.

The teacher stands in the front of the classroom and tells us about a project we have to do. We have to make a self portrait and somehow incorporate an animal into it.

I get out a piece of scratch paper like everyone else and start to jot down some ideas. Dan starts talking to me but I'm not listening, just starting off into space. I don't want to ignore him, but I just keep thinking about last night.

"Phil," I hear someone say, but it sounds far away.

"Phil," I hear it again. I can't tell where it's coming from, it's just far away.

"Phil!" I hear again and someone shakes me, snapping me out of my trance. I look up to see Dan looking worried.

"Phil, your shaking. What wrong?" He says in a caring voice.

I didn't even notice I was shaking. Dan reaching out and touches my hand. It scares the crap out of me and I get up and run out the classroom.

I hear laughter coming from the classroom. I think I was having a panic attack. I run into the bathroom, which is thankfully empty, and lock myself in the last stall.

I sit on the toilet and bring my knees to my chest. I start to sob, everything from last night clouding my mind. I wish I had my blade. I start to scratch at my wrists until I see the blood. I keep scratching at all the cuts on my arms.