CHAPTER 5:
*Phils P.O.V*
"Well it kinda started around 12-13 I was starting Secondary school and it was great me and my friend Ben couldn't wait it was gonna be great we told each other. But one day I was sick so I couldn't walk to school with Ben so Ben had to walk to school on his own. He really didn't mind. School finishes at 2:40 so I rang his house at 3:00 asking his mam can I talk to him. she said "sorry Philip he's not home yet" and I was like "okay". I rang his house again at 5:30 and his mam sounded so panicked she didn't wanna panic me so she just said "he's gone to his dads and he'll ring me later" after awhile my mam walked in she looked pretty down for someone who always is happy I smiled at her and she surprisingly didn't smile back "Philip" she said "yes mam" I reply "something has happened Ben she had said to me. I remember how she was pale and about to cry. "Mam" I say with my voice cracking."Ben He's he's death they found his body in a field" she wispers "what mam no I scream" and run to the bathroom locking myself in it "my man screaming open it up phil I can help" I tried to block out the sounds I grabbed a box of blades from my dads razors and unbuttoned my pjs top and cut right true my skin crying and screaming" I passed out awhile later and I was still in the bathroom I unlocked the door and grabbed my tshirt to cover up the cuts my mam ran over to me and hugged me saying "phil I was so worried" "im so sorry mam" I reply. I then started crying "Linda why"
*lindas P.O.V*
"Phil "I said "it'll be okay"
*phils P.O.V*
"I'm going to continue I'm okay" I wisper to Linda. Are you sure she says" "yes yes I am" anyway I cried into my mams shirt so much saying "mam it's my fault cause I couldn't walk home from school with Ben cause I was sick " "its all my fault he's dead" and I remember he saying over and over "its not it not" even doh I new it was. I kinda remember the day I went to see him in the funeral home he was wearing the batman converse I got for his birthday a month ago and he had his hair spiked because he loved it like that. I went to visit his grave everyday since the funeral giving him drawings and letters and I still do.i went to secondary school and everyone found out bout Ben and started saying stuff like "haha your friend died" and it was like that for most of my life. "Well that's my story"
*lindas P.O.V*
I had tears running down my face. I climbed onto Phil's knee and kissed him "don't worry" "I'll listen if you ever need anyone to" and he smiled kissing me back. Thank u he said and I reply with "no thank you" rubbing my nose off his and hugging him
