Pacify Her//Phan [Completed]

~15~

"Pacify her..she's getting on my nerves."

Phil's P.O.V

It's been about 2 weeks since my dad had arrived and yet he still hasn't found a place to live. I have to keep enduring his harsh punishments for quote on quote "killing my mom". Each time it gets worse and worse. Yesterday was the worst since it was Sunday and I decided to go buy some more clothes for myself to hide these hideous scars. When I got home my dad was there angry saying "how dare you buy clothes for yourself instead of using the money to buy food for us!" And once again he decides to hit me but this time he went too far...

After a few punches I tried to stop him by moving back..it didn't work I instead tripped and cut my arm on some glass. He laughed and kicked me. I felt numb.

That's how it got to this moment, me in my room at 5 am on Monday wrapping new bandages around my arm since the previous ones were covered in dark red liquid. I don't even feel like going to school.

I pushed my thoughts aside and ended up going anyways. I walked through the front doors to see Dan. I've been seeing him less and less so I was surprised to see him alone.

"Dan?" I lightly tap his shoulder.

"Oh Phil I was looking for you!" He hesitates but manages to hug me. I flinch due to the pain he's giving me. His arms are right on top on two bruises and a cut. I separate from the hug first.

"And why's that?" I ask ignoring Dan's questioning look.

"Um cause you've been kind of distant recently...and I don't know you don't seem like yourself." I let out a little laugh.

"Sorry it's just I'm not feeling well I think my desk partner for geometry passed me the flu he had.."

"Tyler has the flu? Oh wait or does Shane sit next to you?" The bell rings leaving his question unanswered.

"There's the bell bye Dan!"

"Wait but Phil we have the same first period!" He runs to catch up with me.

The rest of the day was uneventful but difficult due to the cuts on my arm. When Pj talks he likes to use his hands a lot so he would often grab my arm and i had to pretend I was fine but omg did it hurt so bad I think a bit of tears came out.

I was day dreaming while walking to my house. Oh how I miss freedom and going out with friends all the time. Sadly my reality is worse.

When I entered I was once again greeted by my dad.

"Hey fag how was school?" It still hurt every time he said that.

"The same as always...asshole." I whispered the last part but goddammit that old man heard it.

"Say it again I dare you!" He starts choking me. This is it I've had enough of him hurting me.

"You heard me!" I kick him in the balls then kick him  on the back of his legs causing him to fall down.

"You shouldn't have done that kid." He quickly gets up and punches me in the stomach and slaps me hard. I could feel my face tingling from the slap. My stomach in pain feeling as though there's something inside of me eating my small intestine. But my body fuming and full of aggression. I charge towards him and punch him right on the nose. This causing it to start bleeding. I quickly grab a beer bottle and smack it over his head. He passes out. I let myself drop to the ground, exhausted.

I taste a bit of blood on my lip which I wipe away. I cant believe I did this. I pick up myself up and grabbed a spare change of clothes...where should I go?