phil's pov
i sat in the passenger seat of chris' car as he drove down the grey and yellow street. streaks of color flew past my window with each passing house, the radio was turned down as the calm lulling music seeped out. its digital numbers read 7:43 am and i watched it until the three changed to a four. everything seemed to be okay.
it's funny how things can seem fine when they really aren't.
chris and i didn't talk about what happened at all last night. he knew what happened though when i showed up on his doorstep at one am. pretty soon he would feel like i am ready to talk and ask my what happened and get the same answer from me he would any day. i would tell him what dad did this time and then say that i was scared for mum and then he would ask if i wanted to call the cops and i would refuse. it's almost become a routine.
a few more minutes passed on the radio's clock.
"so..." chris dragged on not wanting to say it directly. "it happened again?"
"yeah." i nodded.
"what he do this time?"
"i don't know, i missed a lot. when i came home mum was crying and then he came in and threw a bottle at the wall."
"was she okay?" he said concerned.
"i don't know."
"did you call the cops?"
"no." i almost whispered.
"if you don't do anything it will just get worse phil, one day he might seriously hurt one of you."
i stared down at my lap not wanting to respond.
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a.m // phan
Fanfictionin which dan and phil meet at a high school party neither of them really wanted to be at. (a generic dan and phil high school au, both 17, lower case intended)
