noir ; phan

cinq

[dan]

sighing, dan scribbled in his notebook. writing down math notes that he had to do, carrie had helped him but she became busy and couldn't help him with the homework anymore.

so dan was left alone doing shitty math homework, that he had absolutely no clue what to do. he relied on the internet but couldn't find anything to help him, dan groaned out loud.

dan began to play with the strings on his baggy black adidas joggers, his white shirt (that luckily didn't show his chest binder underneath) over lapping onto it.

dan also had a black and white patterned bandana on, it was meant to keep his hair out of his face but it made his hair flop over his eyes even more.

dan spun in his chair of boredom, going in circles. he had managed not to get dizzy the first couple of spins, but soon he was lightheaded so he had stopped.

the twist of the door handle, and phil entering with a smile planted on his face. but it turned into a slight frown when he saw dan, but then it turned into a scowl.

dan looked over phils broad shoulder, seeing a girl with brown hair that was pulled up into a messy bun was stood there.

her eyebrows were raised and looked at dan in a judging way, she looked unimpressed at how dan was dressed.

"get out, go downstairs with your granny or whatever." phil snorted, grabbing the girls hand and pulling her in.

dan raised his own eyebrows now, "phil this is my own room too. you can't just kick me out, we have to share it." he protested.

"dan i don't want to put up with your shit right now, get the fuck out or else you'll regret it." phil sneered, so dan stood up getting closer to the taller boy.

"phillip, i am not leaving this room. its my room and you don't have any authority of me; you can't control me." he objected.

"you know what-" phil began, raising his fist looking as if he was about to hit dan. but the girl who was beside him stopped him, grabbing phils fist and pushing it back towards him.

"could you please leave?" she fretted, looking at dan pleadingly. "you can come back in when i leave, i just need to calm him down a bit." her words calm.

dan finally obliged, sighing in agreement grabbing his notebook and pencil. she mouthed a 'thank you' before dan exited the room.

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"phil you should stay home, i don't want you sneaking out at night again!" matthew scolded phil.

dan had walked past the lounge and heard the two sounding as if they were fighting, dan didn't like to eavesdrop but something caught his ears.

"you are irresponsible, you're being mean to dan and helen and probably lots more people. i hate the people you hang out with, chris is a fucking idiot who influenced you guys to almost set a park on fire!" matthew barked

"just leave me alone, you know- mom could have done better! its your fault she died!" phil had screamed, before storming out shoving daniel out of the way causing him to stumble back.

phil stormed up the stairs, his footsteps heard until he slammed their bedroom door. dan flinched and peaked his head into the lounge.

matthews face was in his hands, he was sitting on a couch slouched over. dan thought about going in there, but what would he do?

comfort him? tell him everything would be ok? dan has only known phil for roughly two weeks, he didn't know how phil fully acted out.

dan slowly walked in, not wanting to fright matthew. "uh i heard what happened with you and phil." dan hesitated.

matthew lifted his head from his hands, looking at dan giving him a soft smile. but dan could see sorrow in his eyes.

"does he always act out like this?" dan asked sitting on the rocking chair, matthew sighed putting a hand through his hair.

"yes, he does. i know i should just get used to his comments but, i don't know." matthew sighed again.

"if you don't mind me asking, why does he act like that?" dan pressed, pursing his lips together.

"no no, i don't mind at all." matthew began. "you see, he had always had temper issues. but when he was little, it was easier to control."

"phil would take the pill, knowing that it made him calm and happy. his nickname was sunshine, our little sunshine."

"but when his mother passed away, i was only there to take care of him. he was nine years old, only nine." matts eyes filled with tears but he rubbed them away.

"he started throwing tantrums, breaking glasses and plates, he even broke a wall by smashing his head into it."

"it hasn't gotten better throughout the years, not at all. he refuses to take his medication and he blames me for everything i tell you, every god damn thing." matthew huffed, clearly annoyed about it.

dan could tell matthew was done talking about this topic, "thanks for telling me. i can maybe try to help you out." he suggested.

"its fine, you don't have to help. i guess phil is just living his how he wants too." matt said giving a sad smile.

dan just nodded, getting up and walking out of the lounge. he saw a glimpse of something moving, but it was probably his brain playing tricks on him.

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a/n: hi!! sorry for updating really late, but i start school today so if updates are delayed that is why. thanks pals!