The day I met you

18

~~Dan's POV~~

So, he kicked me out because he said e loved me and I'm not sure how I feel? I mean, I understand why, but did he have to kick me out? i don't really have anywhere else to go other than... home.

My dad is probably the scariest person I have encountered. He's a drunk. He's a coward so he drinks to have the feeling of not being scared, but the drinking is what tore the family apart. First, dad ran out of money all the time by drinking a twelve pack on the every week. He lost his job because of either showing p drunk or not showing up at all. Mom basically supported us. I guess mom was okay with the drinking at the time because all it did was make him sleep. She finally had time to herself, it was until he started to drink more after grandpa died.

One twelve pack a week turned into two, then three, then we lost count. He turned angry, and violent. He hit mom, that's why she left. She tried to take me, and I tried to go, He wouldn't let me. So, I've been kinda stuck.

I know he's  going to throw a fit again for leaving. Mom did take me last year, but went broke and she couldn't support me. So, everything I try to do leads me back here. The home I wish wasn't.

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It's about noon, so he might still be asleep. I grab the spare key from under the mat (I know, a great place) and carefully and quietly head to my room. 

Have you ever gone back somewhere you haven't been in a while? seeing whats the same and what's different? That's is what's happening now. It feels so unusual to be back in my room. I've been gone for a week or so that It's so different. I mean, it's the exact same, but it's not Phil's room, or the park, or the school, or anywhere else that I went to hide from this place. 

Walking into my room gave me a feeling of fear and hatred at the same time. I go to shut my door and I shut it a bit to hard, to the point where I know that he knows that I'm here. 

It's only going to take about thirty seconds for him to get to my room. And when that thirty seconds is over, I'm dead.

I close my eyes and count. 1...2...3...

29...30. Nothing. Maybe I didn't wake him up. 

I quietly head down stairs, he's not on the couch. His door is open and he's not in his room. I' home by myself, that's good.

I go ahead and make something to eat while I have the time to. Not surprised to only find pasta and bread in the pantry. It's all he ever wanted to eat. I try to quickly make a sandwich and get back up to my room because I have no idea when he will be home.

Guess I'm not quick enough.

"Hello, Daniel," I hear from behind me. Chills are send down my spine.

Shit.

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~~Phil's POV~~

I do feel bad for making him leave. I didn't mean it, but at the same time I feel like I did. 

Why am I like this?

I just want be normal again. 

I haven't been okay since losing Chastity, I think everyone can tell. I go from this amazingly positive, loving person to who I am now. It felt like I was trying to replace her with Dan. I could never replace her, so I pushed Dan away because he is only a substitution for her...but he shouldn't be.

Dan is his own person, he is not her. I really have to stop treating him like he is her. I have to go apologize. I just have no idea where he went. I guess the park.

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The way to the park passes by Dan's house, and thank god it did. 

As I pass by, I see some guy shoving Dan out of his house. "Hey!" I yell.

The man looks up at me, "This is none of you business, boy."

I run up to Dan and get between him and the man. "Okay, you can leave him alone now."

"And who are you to decide that?" I can smell the alcohol on his breath.

"Whoever you want me to be, but whatever was happening here is done." I say with anger in my voice. He smiles and laughs. I help Dan up and tell him to go back to my house. He nods and runs.

"Hey boy," the man says. I turn around, as soon as I do his fist meets my face, hard. I hit the pavement and everything goes black.

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UMMM SORRY?????? 4 months was wayyyyyyyy too long I'm sorry. I don't have an actual reason, it was alot of things. but hopefully i should be good to write for a while. hope you enjoy and if you have any suggestions for this story or another let me know.

XOXO,

Anne