*Slurs and mention of self harm*
Walking through the school on any day was scary enough, but without Phil it was a hundred times worse. I slowly pulled the large doors open and tried to unnoticeably sneak my way to my first class. Of course this plan fell through.
"OI FAG," I slowly turned around, to face my potential doom. "I just wanted to let you know the cats out of the bag."
'What the fuck is he talking about?' I thought. "Sorry?"
"Oh you know what I'm talking about." I stared befuddled. Chris knew that I was aware of the rumors, so I didn't understand what this was about. Chris rolled his eyes. Grabbing my arm from my side.
"W-what are you doing?" I asked, frozen in place.
Chris took my sleeve and rolled it back. I tried tugging my arm out of his grip, but he just latched on tighter. "This," he pointed to my scars and scratch marks from the previous night, "If you're going to cut go down the street," he traced his finger from the crease of my elbow down to my wrist, "not across the road." He then trailed his fingers along my scars.
This isn't happening. This. Can. Not. Be. Happening. Why me? What have I ever done to deserve any of this. Someone liberate me and explain. My breath grew shallow as my chest rose up and down frantically. Oh not here, please don't panic right here. I took off in a dead sprint toward the nearest bathroom.
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Where Did I Go Wrong? //Phan//
FanfictionPastel!Dan and Punk!Phil... Dan is bullied by a group of boys at school. Phil is one of these bullies but he sees Dan differently. *triggers listed at the top of the chapter* Updates on weekends and occasionally on Wednesdays :)
