Pacify Her//Phan [Completed]

~14~

"You don't love her..stop lying with those words."

Phil's P.O.V

Thanks fully Dan didn't notice anything. He bought the story of me being sick. As lunch rolls around I start to wonder whether Pj would believe that. He knows about my past so maybe he'll figure it out. God I hope not. He calls the cops, my dad gets taken away, he breaks out seeking revenge, he kills me, ugh no thank you.

After a few minutes in the lunch line I finally get my food and walk towards the table Pj, Chance, and I usually sit at whenever we feel like eating. As I was approaching them I started to get nervous. What if Pj could truly see through me. I gotta become an actor now I guess.

"Hey Pj and Chance!" They both turn to me and wave. Great so far nothing.

"Phil where were you yesterday?" I plaster on a fake but realistic looking smile.

"I wasn't feeling okay just a bit nauseous." Pj gives me a questioning look.

"Are you sure? I have a feeling you're hiding something." I shake my head.

"Hmm I think it's DAN!" I open my eyes clearly surprised by the bomb he just let off. But then I realized I could use this to my advantage.

"Yea...you're right. I just feel kind of bummed about it you know?" He nods his head. Chance does a little nod as well.

"My only advice to you is to move on!" He ruffles my hair a bit.

"He too, how can I put this...like a fuck boy, you know like a guy who only wants to fuck with your feelings." I give him a half smile. Silently agreeing with him.

"The rest of lunch was just ya arguing over which Tv show is the best, I obviously said it was Friends but apparently they think it's full house."

After school Pj dragged me to go with them to a small close shop around the school. Forgetting my fathers rule I agreed. Boy was I in a heap of trouble.

Currently I'm running to my house praying my dad isn't home or that he's asleep. I don't think I want to take any more of his punches. I reach my home. It suddenly looks very dull to how it was before. I walk up the steps to my door, I insert the key and turn the knob. Once I opened the door there I saw him. He grabbed my arm and dragged me in.

"Where were you?!" I flinched at his sudden tone. I tried to answer but it all came out as a stutter.

"Answer me!" I flinch once again.

"I went to shop with Pj and Chance.." my voice was barely a whisper but my dad heard loud and clear.

"Didn't I tell you not to come late!" He draws his hand up and slaps me. When he does I notice the empty beer bottles on his bottom left leg...so he's been drinking. This means he'll hit me twice as hard.

"Y-yes." He shoves me towards the wall.

"Then why did you come late?!" He punched me hard in the stomach.

"I forgot.." tears started slipping out from my face.

"Oh, you 'forgot' well next time you'll remember not to come late I can promise you that!" Everything from this point went dark for me. The only thing I could hear were my sobs and my crying for him to stop.

Dan's P.O.V

Phil all of a sudden seems off. It's like whenever I look at him he's off on another planet..maybe I should go and visit him...

"Babe wait!" I felt an arm wrap around mine. I give a side glance to Sam.

"Yes Sam?" I slide my arm away from her. She forms a pout on her lips.

"What are you doing today?" Sam starts playing with the hem of my shirt.

"I was just going to Phil's to check on him I'm worried." She laughs.

"I'm sure he's fine cmon you Love me remember.." I don't even know anymore.

"You shouldn't be worried about someone you don't Love, you should be here with your girlfriend.. right?" My mind right now is split into two. I don't know what to do.

"Dan why are you thinking so much about this it's such a simple choice! Do you not love me anymore and suddenly developed feelings for this Phil guy you fag!" For some reason that hurt more than it should have. I'm not gay. Never that is wrong. The Bible says it is and the Bible never lies...great I sound like my father now..I didn't know I was crying til I felt something slide down my face. I quickly wiped it and answered.

"I am not gay, I never was...and I never will be.." it was a struggle because of the lump in my throat but I said it. All those words reminding me of my father. Those talks we would have at night. Him openly talking about how fags shouldn't be allowed to even exist. How they are disobeying god, they're sinners and that if anyone of his family members were a fag then he'd immediately abandon them. As you can see this left an impact on my way of thinking. I would never want to be abandoned by my father therefore I will never become a fag.

"Good! Now let's come to my place and play some games hmm?" She ruffles my hair. I just nod and stay in silence. This is my life shouldn't I be happy at all the choices I make? Why do I feel so down. I make my girlfriend happy, I make my parents proud, I do well in school...so why aren't I happy? It seems the world is against everything I do. I don't feel comfortable half the time I'm existing. I don't understand this feeling but it shouldn't get to me. I am fine. I love my family and my girlfriend...that's it.

Wow seems like Dan may also have some emotional childhood trauma as well..I guess that's why he's too afraid to be his own person..well I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! Bye my corndogs❣️