The single dad || phan

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Dylan's POV

"Come on L, please tell me!!"

"No, for the thousandth time, I'm not telling you the gender of the baby, it's a surprise!"

I frowned. I really wanted to know. "I don't like surprises L"

"I know that, but the baby shower is tomorrow"

"Fineeee I'll stop"

"Thank you"

"L?"

"Yeah?"

"Your gonna let me babysit the baby right?"

"Of course I will"

The day consisted of revision for an exam we had and a lot of weird snacks, well not weird but really healthy. Me and Lucy had been friends for as long as I can remember. But now that we both have separate lives and we are always busy I'm scared that one day we will just stop speaking for good. I don't know anything without her. Though she doesn't know it she has saved me on many occasions. I dont think I'd be alive right now if it wasn't for her. I don't want to tell her this because i don't want her to worry and I know what I have been through isn't that bad compared to other people in her life so I don't want to make it seen like I want the attention, you know? She knew about my dad being in prison for 22 years on good behaviour for stabbing a few people though, just not how much it affected me. No one else know about my dad other than my mum obviously. Though they split when I was 3 they still met contact because she didn't want to mess me up by not seeing my dad. I know she regrets that though...I can see it in her eyes when she talks about him when keeping me updated on it. I knew I needed to speak to someone about it but I felt like such a burden.

At some point Lucy fell asleep and I went to get some water and I saw Phil in the living room and decided to sit next to him.

"Phil... Can I um... Talk to you about something that's...bothering me?"

He looked shocked but he replied with a soft yes.

"Wanna go somewhere more private?"

" Yeah, sure... "

He nodded and controlled his wheelchair to get into his office.I followed him and sat down on the sofa chair and he parked in front of me.

"So, what do you want to talk about?" He asked with a smile. I felt ill suddenly .

"I've felt really down for a long time, you could say..."

"How long has this been going on would you say?"

" since I was 13"

" Okay, did anything trigger this that you can think of? "

"My dad went missing for a few months and he was announced dead then he wasn't, long story, then he stabbed a few people and got put in a mental institute and when I was 14 got sentences to 22 years in prison on good behaviour"

Phil looked surprised but responded, " Why have you never told us about this? You know we are here for you through everything, okay? "

"Yeah, and I was scared to be so vulnerable and I felt and still feel like a burden on you all"

"Well you aren't so give me a hug right now" he said and I obliged.