Glass Jar | Phan

Chapter 7

//I got over 100 reads and I feel the need to celebrate. Also I'm a lazy potato that needs to learn to update regularly, AND YOUTUBE WTF ARE YOU DOING WITH YOUR NEW RESTRICTIONS AND RULES GTFO//

Phil

Dan promised me he would text me to hang out a few days ago, It's now Sunday and the earie feel of the winter wind doesn't feel right. I look over my knees and see my phone in front of me, sitting peacefully on the matches of blues and greens of my bed. I pick up my phone scrolling right to Dan's contact number-

Me: Are you busy at the moment?

In almost a few minutes later my phone vibrates

Flower boy: Meet me in the park

Within seconds I pull a shirt on and a jacket, bringing a spare for Dan. As I run out the door yelling to my parents "I'm going to the park, be back soon!" I'm basically already gone.

Something inside me didn't know why I was running so much to see Dan. I never ran to see friends or even ran at all, but something made feel like protecting him. He was a lost boy and I wanted to find his heart and cure it. I felt like important to him almost.

My running has stopped into a fast walk approaching the park, my hair is extremely messy from the breeze and my breathing is heavy. I go to the tree and sit down-

Where is Dan?

I look around everywhere, towards the playground, walkway, roads but no Dan. I realized maybe I was running a bit too fast and probably was early. I sit on the greens and browns of the ground, holding my extra jacket upon me and look at my surroundings.

A large field with a path to the side leading to the old playground, the tree I'm under in the corner of the field and joining a line of trees parallel to the walkway. The trees are shaking, shivering, trembling and falling to pieces like pastries'.

I look down from the trees to the gravel walkway, and see Dan shriving and limping his way towards me, I saw sadness in his eyes and a sharp bruise on his face with colours of purples, blacks and blues. Dan looks up and sees me a few meters away from him, I stand from the tree and walk towards Dan, not saying a word about the bruise and showing no emotion, I left all my shock on the inside.

I grab the jacket I have and pull it over Dan's shoulders softly, un aware of what has happened to him completely. Dan shrugs and sighs, a cold sad sigh that hurt my heart like an earthquake. I guide him to the tree and sit underneath it beside him before looking into his chocolate brown eyes.

"Are you okay?"

My voice is soft, quiet and brittle. Dan looks up at me and a single tear drop sinks from the corner of his eyes, the brown being infused with deep shades of blue, I look at his hands holding his stomach like he came back from war, the bruise on his face sinking to a pale white.

Before I know it my heart forces my arms around Dan's fragile body softly and I let him cry into my shoulders, I didn't know what to say. I felt like crying myself for seeing him in so much pain.

I stayed quiet, Dan was cold so I didn't let the hug go. I felt he hadn't cried in a while, his built up emotion sending blue through his eyes, I don't think he ever got the chance to cry on someone's shoulders either.

I hear Dan sniff before I pull back from the hug and look at him with concern,

"You're not okay, and that's okay. You don't have to be okay, I'm here for you"

He hears my comforting words and wipes his last tear and taking out his phone,

Thank you & I'm sorry.

I pull the phone down from my face and look at him "It's okay Dan don't say sorry; you have done nothing wrong. Do you want to talk about it?"

I had no idea why he was upset, he sat there plotting on either to tell me or not. Before looking at me and nodding his head looking like he might cry again. "You don't have to say if you don't want to" He just nodded and got out his phone and typed quickly.

My step-father hurts me

I read those words and let out a sound of shock, holding onto the back of Dan's shirt and hugging the inside of my jacket softly. He hugged me back and I felt his tears melt into my chest, I felt a pain of my own.

"Dan, I'm here for you"

Those words made him relax into my touch and he wrapped his own arms around my body, it made me feel at home. Although I had only known this boy for not so long, I became so attached to him and felt like I had known him for years. I already knew more about him than anyone else did and felt the need to appreciate him in any situation from now on. It made me realize how sick and twisted rumours can get, making you second guess a person's whole entire appearance.

Over two weeks ago I never heard a sound of this dark boy, not a word. Until that faithful day, I have to thank Susan for that.

 Dan hugged me tighter and I hugged him back against the wind, protecting his small body and giving him warmth, my black hair getting ruffled under my jacket and his sat cleanly under my neck. I felt as safe as he did.

After a few more moments of comforting silence he pulled away and got out his phone again-

Thank you x

I smile slid onto my face "I'm here for you, you don't need to thank me. Your secret is safe with me, and I will support you throughout it" He smiled a small smile at me, not too big to hurt his jaw. I looked into his eyes and saw hazel this time, hazel is the kind of colour you describe someone's brown eyes when you fall in love. I looked away slowly revoking my thoughts although I didn't really care too much.

After a few more moments we changed the subject, I talked and he typed and I laughed and he smiled slowly at the ground adorably. We got rudely interrupted by another text message from my mum

Mum: Come home now please, dinner is ready

"Again my mum and dinner, where does the time go?" Dan shrugged and got up with me, he did the same thing of trying to return my jacket and me denying. Dan got out his phone again showing me message from a while ago.

Thank you x

I smiled and hugged him gently, I quick small hug. "I'm always here for you" he smiled at the ground as we separated the hug. As we both waved goodbye I walked home alone with a damp top and one less jacket but it made me happy.

I thought about how different our lives are, how I never thought of the less fortunate and how selfish I was, I thought over how much I have yet to learn about this Blue boy and how much we were opposite.

Opposites attract don't they?

//And after a week from war I return, oops I'm late sorry//