A new boy moves to your village. You become great friends with him, but will you become more than just friends? Drama is happening at school, at home and, well, everywhere! Will you be able to deal with it? Make choices as you read through this stor...
"Is anyone else confused?" Lacey asks. She's answered by a few 'mhms' from the people who are still conscious.
"Can we figure out after we get the f*ck out of here?!" Jake asks.
"Don't you think we should help these guys out first?" Mikey asks, gesturing to you, Chris, Pj and Caspar. Joe, Holly, Zoe and Charlotte have gotten up and brushed theirselves off at this point.
"What about Ashley though?" Joe asks.
"Doesn't look like she'll be waking up any time soon." Jake says, poking her seemingly lifeless body with his foot. "Seems like you killed her."
Everyone in the room immediately stares at Dan.
"Hey! I did you all a favour." Dan says defensively.
Everyone just ignores him and focuses on getting you, Pj, Chris, Phil and Caspar more or less healed.
Joe and Zoe use one of Phil's socks as a bandage for Caspar's ankle. Mikey and Jake tend to Chris while Lacey tends to Pj. Holly and Charlotte tend to your wounds. Dan talks to Phil and tries to help him stand.
The entire room is silent apart from Dan and Phil muttering things quietly to each other.
Finally, you're all semi-able to walk. Pj finally wakes up and sees how beaten up Chris is, he immediately rushes to his side and pulls him into an embrace.
You look around the room. Everyone seems dead inside. Lifeless.
You sigh and leave the depressing room on a search for some fresh air. You sit on a step outside the warehouse.
You just sit there and think. Who's this Dan person? How does he know Phil? What the f*ck was that entire Ashley situation?
Phil has some explaining to do.
You look down at your arms. Cuts from the chains litter them, looking somewhat like self harm scars.
"Hi Y/N." Phil sits beside you. He's still only in his boxers as his clothes were all used as bandages and to clean up blood.
"Hi Phil."
"Are you okay?"
You shrug.
"The question is, are you okay?"
"No. It's not. I don't care if I'm okay or not, I just care about you." Phil puts his hand on your shoulder. You look up into his stunning eyes.
"Phil?"
"Mhm?"
"This may be too soon.... But can you please explain that entire situation to me?"
Phil sighs.
"Guess I should."
You turn your body so that you're completely facing him.
"So, it started when I was roughly... 14 or 15. I had moved to a new school, Ashley's school. I got along alright. Then, I dated her."
You giggle a little.
"Hey! I don't like rejecting people!" Phil says defensively. "Anyway, during that short relationship, she was really weird. She would always try to be around me. I caught her looking through my windows multiple times. At school, she would always get us in trouble for PDA, even though I pushed her away. Luckily, I moved, so I could use that as an excuse to break up with her. She didn't take it so well. She began to stalk me. We always moved because of her. Like, when I moved here, yes I did live in London for a month. I was in my bed one night when I felt someone stroking my hair. I opened my eyes and looked up to find, of course, Ashley. An entire thing happened there. She's tried to kidnap me multiple times, this time wasn't the first time she succeeded, but it was the first time I couldn't just run away. When she kidnapped me- well- you saw what she does. I still don't understand how she was always able to find me. I live my life in fear that-" Phil begins to tear up.
You quickly pull him into a hug.
"It's okay. It's okay." You stroke the back of his head and rock him back and forth.
When he finally pulls away, you decide to ask about Dan.
"So, what about that Dan guy? How do you know him?"
"Oh, Dan? I met him online. Then, we met in real life when I went to his school once. I've mentioned him before. He's one of my best friends."
"Excuse me?" You giggle.
Phil just laughs.
His laughter stops and he looks ahead of him. "I don't know why Ashley had him though..."
Haiii....
Sorry this chapter was pretty bad. OoPs.
I had a sleepover with a lad last night. And it was actually fun!
Also, can we talk about this:
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I just wish someone would look at me that way Phil looks at cupcakes.
