A Phantom of a Truth

Chapter Fourteen

As the night went on Wes turned over to his right side on the bed. Then changed his mind and turned over on his back and stared at the ceiling. Unable to sleep, thanks to a certain black and white haired and the blue and green eyed boy.  With this, Wes turned a bright red and nuzzled into the sheets. His head still running in circles from the gift Danny gave him earlier that day.

Wes went so long without having a crush of any kind. In fact, after awhile. It got pretty easy. (Not that their was anyone he ever really liked before Danny). If Wes didn't really like anyone, the longer he can keep his sexuality a secret.

After all, a crush couldn't manifest if you didn't really get to know  the person.

He had multiple reasons to keep this a secret. For starters, at Casper high, the other kids didn't take homosexuals very well. Hell, they didn't even except people outside of there own high school stereotype. So in the end, Wes decided that it would be in his best interest to proceed his high school career as a 'wall flower' so to speak. To be neither the victim or the prosecutor. To have no involvement what so ever.

Sure, he did help out the occasional kid that was in need. But he was never really thanked or remembered for it. He was just another face in a sea of students. Someone no one really bothered, or cared enough to remember. Because of his good grades, how quite and drawn back he was in his classes, the teachers didn't bother paying attention to him ether. After all, the wheel that squeaks gets the oil. 

And he liked it that way. Less attention equaled less trouble. No one would bother him if they couldn't even remember his name or what his face looked like. Not that Wes could blame them. If there was one thing Wes knew, it was how to blend in. To have no enemies, and no friends. No one was really worth being one or the other anyways, until Danny came along.

Not even his dad really bothered to spend time with him anymore. Another reason why he didn't 'come out of the closet' yet, so to speak. And no, Wes's dad didn't neglect him or abused him in any shape of form. He just... he was just always working.

Whither they needed the money, or not. Wes's dad always did whatever it took to avoid the house, or more pacifically Wes. Ever since Wes's mom died suddenly in a car crash four years ago, that's all Wes's dad ever did. Work.

It didn't help that Wes was almost an exact replica of his mom ether.

Whither his dad avoided him because he was afraid to get too attached and lose him too, or because he reminded him of his mother. Wes didn't know for sure. He didn't even know if his Dad even realized himself that he was avoiding him. They never really talked about it. They never really talk about anything anymore.

He guessed that the reason why he never told his dad. Because his dad wouldn't care anyways. Just like his dad didn't really care about the rest of him. So, why bother? The only things Wes's dad ever paid attention to when it came to Wes was basic necessity's, (food, water, and so on) and a polite 'how was school?' Any and all conversions they had were brief and consumed little time.

One would think that because of this, Wes would be some rebel or perfectionist to get his dad's attention. But Wes soon learned that it didn't matter. Whither he brought home a strait A+ report card or failed the regions exam. He would always, always get the same result.

In the end, no one paid any attention to Wes. And it was better that way.

That is, until he meet Danny. Wes at this, turned to his left side on his bed.

At first, Wes wondered that the reason he had such feelings for Danny was just because of his part time status as a hero. A part Wes actually hoped that was the reason, so he could guilt himself out of liking Danny and no longer risk the chance of losing their friendship or Wes's 'secret'.

But Wes soon realized that he didn't care. Well, he sort of did, but in the way where he cared how it affected Danny. Wes found that if Danny choose to quit the whole hero-business the next day, Wes wouldn't mind. In fact, he would actually be pretty happy. Because it would mean that Danny would no longer get hurt anymore. That Danny wouldn't have to go through all the horrible and mind scaring events that he goes through day to day.

Wes then thought that maybe he liked Danny's ghost or human half. Or that he liked one half more than the other. Any reason to guilt himself out of feeling how he did for Danny.

But Wes also found that if Danny came back the next day completely human, he wouldn't mind. That if, god forbid, Danny came back completely ghost and died. Wes still wouldn't mind (aside from the fact that Danny lost his life and died.) In fact, the more he looked at the two different halves, the less of a difference he saw. Fenton or Phantom, Danny was still Danny.

Wes, whither he liked it or not. Was absolutely smitten with Danny. And it was driving him insane.

Finally, Wes settled on his right side in a slightly frustrated manner. Worst part about this was that Wes wasn't even mad at Danny for making him feel this way...

Then he eyed the clock and internally groaned. It was way past midnight and he had school tomorrow. Then he felt his eyes start to droop, the long day finally starting to take its toll. He nuzzled into his pillow as he began to fell asleep. Well, better late than never...

A loud BANG suddenly jolted Wes awake. He blinked as blurry white figures ran into his room. Wes faintly wondered if this was some surrealistic dream. His droopy and tired eyes widen when he's hands and ankles were being grabbed. Wes weakly attempted a struggle, but they were too strong, and he was just too tired. It didn't help that his brain felt like it was rapped cotton. Wes faintly wondered if he was drugged.

What to do, what to do... Oh. That's right, call for help. That's what he should do. He felt so, so heavy... Even though his mouth and throat felt dry and parched Wes opened his mouth to scream but to find that he couldn't, already he was gaged.

He was so, so tired... Maybe- just maybe he could sleep. Just... just for a bit...

A piece of him, far at the back of his mind. Thought the better of it. He needed to stay awake!

He needed...

to... stay...

awake.  

"...Danny..."

Then Wes's whole world went black.

Not so far away, Danny eyes glowed a bright green filling the whole of his eyes while he painted the words in his cryptogram code. Then suddenly, the stumbled backward, eyes flickering back to normal. 

"W-Wes!"

*Authors Note*

That's right! Shit's about to get real, folks!

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