R U mine? x phan

8: black&blue

(WARNING: mentions of beating, homophobic slurs, depressing thoughts ect)

The beating wasn't too bad. I had a few bruises and no doubt a few scars in the future but I was okay. My mother was out at the time and my father made me swear on "that fag you were kissing"s life that I would never tell her about my beatings. I am guessing he meant Phil when he said that.

I'm still confused about me and Phil because well, Phil was straight, AND he had a girlfriend. I thought about it while getting dressed for school. Today I was going to wear my favourite light blue shirt and- oh. I examined my arms in the mirror and realised you could see the bruises if I wore a short sleeved shirt. I quickly changed into a cream long sleeved jumper and pulled my baby blue jeans on.

I chose a white flower crown with green leaves and lavender on it, one of my favourites that I made at a festival last summer. I smiled as I placed it on my curly hair, remembering my first ever festival. It was amazing, there were fairy lights draped around tents with bands playing inside, endless supplies of alcohol, craft stores, rides, and groups of friends laughing and enjoying themselves. I was with Peej, Chris, Emma, Luke, Dodie, Charlie, and a few people from school I wasn't particularly close with. It was by far the best night of our lives and I want to relive it every day.

I turned on my phone and was instantly spammed with messages from Phil, asking about last night. There were too many to read right now and too little time to reply, school started in 30 minutes and I had to leave now if I wanted to get there on time.

I opened my bedroom door quietly and looked around to see if my dad was up yet. I stayed silent for a moment, holding my own breath. I heard the shower running. I ran downstairs, slipped my coat on, swung my bag over my back, and walked out the house without saying a goodbye to anyone.

I checked my messages as I was walking;

Phil: Dan are you okay??

Phil: Dan please reply I'm worried

Phil: I'm calling the police unless you reply

Phil: DANIEL?!?

Phil: I'm stood outside your window

Phil: Dan please stop crying

Phil: I love you

I sighed, Phil doesn't deserve this. I don't deserve Phil.

TIME SKIP TO SCHOOLIO

I walked towards my locker and instantly knew something was up. People stopped their conversations to look at me, they whispered to one another as I walked by, they pursed their lips and looked to the ground.

People looked at me when I first moved to the school for like a day, but after the first day I was old news. I knew something was wrong instantly and I had no idea what was going on. I put my head down and rushed towards my locker, opening it and hiding my face behind the door. I sighed as I looked at my appearance in the small mirror attached to the door, my eyes looked tired, my face pale, and there was a small purple bruise beginning to flower on my jawline. I was taking out my books for first period and putting them into my back when someone came up behind me.

"what the fuck, Dan?!" I heard Peej practically shout in the corridor.

I looked up at him and cocked my head to the side, confused. "Uhh.. Hi Peej?" I said, crouching back down at my bag and carried on placing my books inside.

"Dan seriously WHAT THE FUCK"

"WHAT PEEJ" I was so confused, what the h e l l was everyone on about?

Peej got out his phone and tapped on the screen a few times. I gave him a confused look and he just furrowed his eyebrows before pressing the screen to my face. I stood up and took the phone out of his hand. The image was on facebook. It was a picture of two guys kissing on a wall, one of them had tattoos and black hair with a blue fringe and the other had a flower crown and-

wait.

I looked up at Peej, then back at the phone. My mouth dropped open and my cheeks heated up. I read the caption

"HAHAH FOUND LESTER TOTALLY PLAYING THE FAG DANIEL EARLER"

I clicked onto the comment button to read what people had to say.

"HAHHAH FAG"

"WHAT THE FUCK LOUIS YOU STALKER DELETE THIS"

"GAYLORD"

"DANIEL IS SUCH A FAGGOT HE DOESN'T EVEN KNOW PHIL WHAT THE FUCK HES SO THIRSTY"

"HAHA BET PHIL BANGED HIM THEN LEFT"

I swallowed and clicked back onto the picture. 189 likes, 46 comments.

I handed the phone back to Peej, slammed my locker shut, and ran straight down the corridor.

I burst into the toilets, disturbing some horny teenager's make-out session. "sorry" I muttered before heading out quickly, not wanting to stick around to see what happens next. I rushed down the corridor