Hush《D.H.+P.L.》

My heart is going to burst

Dan's mum had called a few moments later. She announced that Dan had to return home for dinner, and Phil agreed it was for the best since his father would be home soon. He usually came around to torment Phil then claimed to be going back to work.

Dan left quickly, and Phil didn't say a word. He watched Dan walk from his window until he was a small black smudge against the endless blue sky.

Phil's head was swimming with thoughts. All of which were about the same brown haired, brown eyed boy who had just kissed him. What the hell? Ugh, his head felt fuzzy with thoughts.

Didn't Dan have a girlfriend? Why was he so calm about everything? He didn't seem nearly as concerned as Phil was. Phil's biggest fear was: Would Dan hurt him? Would he Tell people everything Phil trusted him with? Dan was such a sweet angel, but was he really? Phil groaned, he felt like he was being ridiculous. Of course Dan was a kind person.

He pulled out his phone and scrolled through Tumblr and Twitter whilst wrapped up tight in his duvet. He stayed like this for quite a while. His mind distracted from his anxiety and fears. Temporarily. Unfortunately, his father came home, as usual.

"Philip," came his father's stern voice from the floor below. Phil tried to swallow but felt a lump in his throat. He inhaled deeply then exhaled. Then, he stood up and walked downstairs. "So your school called me, and it seems you've missed five days of school."

Oops. Phil completely forgot that the school had his father's cell phone number. Shit, he was in so much trouble. He clenched his fists. "What're you skipping school for, hm, fag?" His father said. He was a snake and his words were venom. Phil was the unlucky victim.

"Answer me, you piece of shit!" Phil's father yelled and smacked the boy in front of him. Phil stumbled back and just stared at the floor, tears threatening to fall from his eyes. "Fine, I suppose there's only one option for a punishment anyway." He slid off his leather belt, wrapping the end without the metal buckle around his hand.

Phil whimpered as his father demanded he turn around. Phil did so as the belt cracked through the air, making contact with his back. A harsh whipping sound cracked through the air, and the belt made contact with Phil's back and he yelped. "Fifteen. That one didn't count since it was a warm up." Phil sniffed and his father chuckled. Asshole.

By the fifth whip, Phil found himself leaning against a wall in pain. By the tenth, he was on all fours, sobbing due to the searing pain. By the fifteenth, Phil was curled in a ball on on the floor, screaming and crying in utter agony. It hurt so much.

"Shut up!" His father yelled, bringing the belt down against his side. "Shut up, shut up, shut up!" Phil forced himself to cease making noise as his father struck him multiple more times. "I'd best be going back to work. Give the Howell's boy my best wishes. He's either got to be insane or planning something awful to step foot near you." Phil heard footsteps and sighed, relaxing. Suddenly, he was met with a kick to the gut, causing Phil to throw up on the hardwood floor. Another caused him to retch multiple times before he managed to calm down and breathe, then sit against the wall.

"That's for having people over without permission. Clean this up. The only mess of yours I'll ever clean up is the one you leave behind when you kill yourself. And don't worry, I'll do it with a smile." Phil pulled his knees to his chest and sobbed as the front door slammed shut. God, why as he alive again? It's not like anyone would care if he died. All his 'friends' probably just felt bad for him. As for Dan, he just wanted to mess with Phil. It was just like his father said. Dan would have to be crazy or evil to come near him.

Phil remained sitting against the wall, the cool surface of it felt relieving for the burning hot and freshly injured skin on Phil's back. He sighed when it felt the same temperature as his back. He winced and cleaned up his mess on the floor. Then, he went to lay on his bed. He grabbed his phone which was under his duvet. He noticed a new text from Dan received 10 minutes ago.