Adopted By Phan. (sequel to Adopted by Phan a Dan and Phil Phanfiction)

Just shut up Phil!

   Phil's POV
      I can't believe he would do this. We have a son to take care of and Dan just goes out to drink?! He came home drunk and tripping over his own feet.
     "Where have you been?!" I ask as he walks through the front door.
      "Uh...drinking...some...b-beer!" He laughs.
     "Dan! It is 3 o'clock in the morning!" I shout in a whisper. "Kyle almost didn't go to sleep until you came home!"
     "And this is my problem how? I thought when I'm gone, you take care of Kyle. And when you're gone, I take care of him!" He says as he slowly walk up the stares.
      "I don't mind it. But it's when you stay out drinking that pisses me off! You've been doing it for the past month!!"
     "I'm just trying to have fun!" He falls to his knees.
     "Look at your self!!! You can't even stand up!" I scream. I hear a door squeal open.
     "Papa?" Kyle asks as he comes downstairs.
    "Kyle, go back to bed."
    "Daddy and Papa fight?"
   "No no!" I assure him. "We're just having a disagreement. Go back to bed."
     "Kyle," Dan speaks. "Listen to Papa! Good night."
    Kyle stands, stares, then runs off to bed.
    "Dan!!"
    "What?!"
   "What is wrong with you?!"
    "I just wanted to drink!"
    "Get the hell to bed!!" I say.
    "Wow. Okay mum."
    "Dan! I'm serious."
     In not time, his wallet fell out of his pocket. Before he could, I snatched it.
     "HEY! GIVE THAT BACK!!'
    I open it up to find its empty. "Where did the money go?"
    "No where!" He crosses his arms.
   "WHERE DID THE MONEY FOR OUR RENT GO?!" I scream.
    "I said no where."
    Screaming louder than before, "YOU SPENT IT ALL ON BEER DIDN'T YOU?! THAT MONEY WAS NIT FOR GAMBLING. NOT FOR ALCOHOL! IT WAS FOR KYLE'S THERAPY! FOR OUR RENT. FOR OUR CABLE. FOR OUR NETFLIX!! FOR OUR FUCKING FOOD FOR OUR ELECTRICITY AND OUR WATER!!! AND YOU! DANIEL JAMES HOWELL! SPENT IT AT THE BAR AND WASTED IT ALL!!"
     "I can explain."
     "Don't even try." it's come down to this. I have to. I go to my...our...our...his room. Pack my stuff. "Phil?"
     "Don't talk to me." I say as I throw my totoro onesie in the suit case.
      "Phil. Please don't leave again!!"
    "Too late Dan. Too fucking late." I zip up my suit case and go to Kyle's room. Lightly shaking him to wake him up.
     "What?" He asks.
     I hand him his shirt and gently kiss him on the head. "Put this on, grab your dinosaur and let's go."
     "You can't just take my son!"
    "Your son?!?! YOUR SON?! YOU MEAN THE SON THAT HAD TO CALL SOME ONE HE DIDN'T EVEN KNOW WHEN YOU TRIED TO KILL YOUR SELF INFORNT OF HIM?! Think about him and not you for once." I grab some of his clothes and stuff them into my suit case.
      "Plea-"
      "Save it Dan. I'm taking Kyle. That's all."
    "Papa?" Kyle asks.
   "Kyle go wait downstairs."
   "No!" Dan fights. "Kyle stay here."
    "Daniel! You have no right to be going out every night and getting drunk in front of our child!! I'm leaving. With Kyle."
   I pick up Kyle, grab his dinosaur, and my suit case and leave. "Daddy?" He asks.
     "Phil Please!!" Dan calls.
    "DADDY!!!" Kyle fights and gets out of my grip running back to Dan. "KYLE! What did I say?!" I run to him and take him back. All while he screaming. "DADDY! DON'T LET HIM TAKE ME!!" He cries over and over again. Eventually, we get our of sight of Dan. Finally.
     We got to a hotel. I got the cheapest room that I could afford. It was very crappy. One twin bed, and very small bathroom. Great. "Alright. Let's go to sleep." I put down the suit case and put Kyle into the bed.
     I fell asleep on the floor since there was no room for me. I fell asleep in vaine.