Another Kind of Fairy Tale (Phan mpreg)

Tears and Anguish

*WARNING: offensive language*

Dan's P.O.V cont.

It has been three days since Phil had been hurt. Three whole days of worrying and waiting around.

Phil had to have a scan on his head and it was the most terrifying thing I've ever had to watch and experience. The doctor said that it would be easier to do it because he's in a coma like state so he's a lot less likely to move.

From what I know and have heard, whenever someone has to go and get a scan, it doesn't rn up being a good thing. There's always something that's wrong with them. Whether it be cancer or a blood clot.

I've also had the police at the house when I've been there. Questioning me about what had happened and what I did.

One of them even accused me of trying to kill him but another one said that they couldn't arrest me due to lack of evidence that pointed towards me.

I've been told that there isn't much chance Phil would remember what happened when he wakes up or who did it.

Of course I knew who it was. My bastard of a father. I've said this before and I'll say it again, he's after him, big time. He has been since the day he found out we were together.

My mother tried to keep him away from us and I believe she would have tried to stop him coming here but I also believe that he has done something to her as well.

Just like he did before.

*flashback*

"SO HES TURNED YOU INTO A FAG?" He shouted at me. "He didn't turn me into one. I already was one" I try and argue back but it's no use.

He hit me across the face, forcing me to back into the wall behind me. My mum tried to step in and protect me but he just punched her. Straight in the face and knocked her out cold. "Stupid bitch. Siding with a fag. That'll teach her" he spat over her.

He came back with her to me and continued punching hitting me and shouted insulting things at my face, telling me that he won't stop until I've changed and realised that being gay wasn't real and horrible things like that. He grabbed me by the neck and pinned me to the wall, demanding I change my ways. After a while, I guess he just got bored because he threw me to the floor, kicked me in the stomach and left without saying another word. Leaving me to deal with the mess he created and to try and help my unconscious mother without calling an ambulance because if anyone found out, and he found out we told someone, we would be done for.

*end of flashback*

I had tears rolling down my cheeks by this point thinking about that awful memory that will no doubt haunt me for the rest of my days. I wasn't hurt that he hit me. I was hurt and angry at the fact that he hit my mother without thinking twice.

I got off the chair I was sitting on and knelt beside Phil's bed. He had tubes and wires coming out of him everywhere, it was a really difficult thing to see.

I was told that they didn't know when he was going to wake or if he even would wake up. They also didn't know if he would ever recover fully as they wont know the extent of the damage until he is awake and responsive.

"Phil. I know you can't hear me but I want to tell you this. I love you. So much that you don't even know. I know it seems like I'm distancing myself from you and I kind of am but it's all going to be worth it in the end. Please just wake up soon. I miss you" and with that, I pulled a paper-wrapped gift out of my pocket and left it on the bed for him.

One of the nurses had obviously seen what was happening as I looked up and seen her in tears. She told me that she was sorry but I had to leave as visiting hours were over.

When I got home, I went straight to the bedroom. I couldn't go into the living room as I hadn't cleaned it up. How could I?

There's a massive pool of blood on the floor, the phone is still where it was when I found him, the rug and table moved to the side.

I flopped down on my bed and burst into tears. I couldn't understand why anybody would want to hurt Phil. Or why my Father was so eager to attack him and make his life misery. Or where my Mum came into this or if she had been hurt in an effort to stop him.

I cant help but think that this was my fault. If I had just left time back then and explained why then he wouldn't be lying unconscious in a hospital bed.

Life sucks and I wish that everything would go back to the way it used to be.

Anybody got any idea of what the surprise is? So far, proposal and murder of enemies have been guessed. I also left a little clue about n there somewhere. Did ya find it?

Peace.