The Wolf of The Woods

Chapter Twenty: Confrontation

Phil looked behind him to make sure Dan was definitely gone. It might have been a little dramatic making the boy run, but Phil knew what he was like. He wouldn't have wanted to leave Phil's side unless they were in mortal danger. And arguably, as Phil gulped turning back around to face the threat, they were.

'Hello there Phil'
Seamus stepped out from behind the bush he'd been using for cover. It was a miracle Dan hadn't seen him really, Phil had spotted him as soon as he gazed over in the right direction. He stood out like an elephant in a room full of mice.

'What are you doing here?' Phil said coldly.
'Oh nothing, I was just walking home from school, minding my own business...'

'Quit the fake innocence Seamus'
Seamus grinned, a horrible toothy grin and edged closer to Phil.
'Now now Lester, your mummy told me to look after you when you moved here remember?' he said in an bittersweet tone, gripping hold of Phil's shirt aggressively.

'I was soooo worried about you last lesson you know? I didn't know where you'd gone, I figured you and your boyfriend had gotten yourself into a spot of trouble... and judging by your little conversation I just overheard, it seems you have'

Phil froze. He tried to back away only to find himself drawn in closer to the other boy, the grip on his shirt ten times tighter.
'H, how much did you hear?' Phil trembled.

'Oh, enough I can assure you' Seamus smirked 'a werewolf huh? I wouldn't have thought that scrawny little misfit had it in him'

Phil was growing angry now. The grip Seamus had on his collar was strangling him now, there was no doubt about it, he just hoped that this didn't have to progress any further.

'Trust you to fall in love with a monster'

All restraint Phil had been trying to have was ditched instantly. He ripped Seamus's hand from his shirt, a button falling off in the process, and slammed him against a tree. He pinned him there by his shoulders and looked him furiously in the eyes.

'What did you just say!?' Phil growled, surprising even himself at how intimidating he sounded.
'I said, that boy is a monster. What are you gonna do about it tough guy?'

What kind of spineless idiot was he? He was literally pinned defencelessly to a tree. Phil could do anything to him and there would be no one around to hear any of it.

But Phil stopped at that thought. What was he doing? Was he really going to prove his point this way? Dan may not be a monster but right now at that very moment, it was Phil who was being the monster. He let his grip loosen, arms falling hopelessly to his sides.

The anger on his face, though still present, was now met with fear.
'You wanna fight me?' Seamus asked, it seemed it was him who was back to being the intimidating one.
'Not really' Phil said half heartedly, he was just being honest really. Besides, he didn't really think he had the courage to fight anymore.

'Well that sure is a shame, we were quite looking forward to some bloodshed'
'W, what do you mean we?' Phil said uneasily.
'Oh, how rude of me... psst, boys!' He called.

Two tall figures darted out from behind a nearby tree. It didn't take a genius to figure out who they were, the ugly laughter that echoed round the forest made it pretty self explanatory.

'Welcome to the fun' Phil mumbled through gritted teeth as he feigned bravery.
'Listen up chump' Harvey hissed. 'You're about to get it'
At that precise moment Seamus decided the grab hold of Phil's shirt again. The tables had turned and Phil now found himself pressed against the tree.