~Phan texts~

13

•Dans POV•

'Tomorrow'  came a lot sooner than he had first expected. His hands where cold and shaky as he reached for his phone to check the time. 8:33 AM

Dan groaned and lifted himself off the hard bed that he was forced to lay in every night. "Dan? Dan honey it's your mother are you awake?" The shrill voice of his mother almost pierced his heart and skull. "I'm awake mum," Dan replied blankly. He slipped on a shirt and a pair of jeans as he heard his mom ramble on about breakfast through the door.

When his mom finally finished ranting he opened the door to be greeted with his mother. Her dark hair was messy and pulled into a quick bun, she wore a apron and smelled like bacon grease. "Your father wants to see you." She said Quietly and shuffled downstairs into the kitchen. Dan huffed and grabbed his phone before walking out of the bedroom, slamming his door behind him.

Dan couldn't tell if he was anxious, irritated or angry at his father but he knew that his father hated him so there was that. He tucked his clammy sweaty hands into his pockets as he followed his mom downstairs. "Dan." Said a familiar hoarse voice. "Peter." Dan mocked his fathers tone and sat down across the table from his father.

"Please listen to me. You know how much I lov- how much I'm glad your my son. Your mother feels the same but there are some things we have had to keep secret from you and this one of the things.." His father started, glaring at dan with the familiar look of hatred and disgust.
"I don't want to know."
"Excuse me?" Dans father stood up and leaned over the table, "I don't care if you fucking want to know but you will sit your ass down and listen to what I have to say. Got that boy?"

Dan leaned back and didn't even blink a eye. "I would listen to you.. but see I've got something wrong in my brain and I guess today my brain decided it doesn't want to listen to you." Dan stood up and leaned closer to his father with a smirk. "Got all that boy?" Dan mocked.

A sharp hot pain suddenly filled the spot under his eye. Dan staggered backward but kept a stone face on as he bit back the pain. "I am your father and you will listen to me." But dan wasn't listening, he was too filled with rage and hate at his father. He took in a deep breath and walked away calmly, grabbing his keys off the counter and walking out the door, he made sure he slammed the door with all his strength.

He stopped biting back the pain that resided under his eye as he hopped in his car and drove  to the meeting spot Dan and Phil had agreed on.