Crushed Secrets {Phan AU}

Chapter 3

I wake up and in a dark alley. It takes me a minuet to figure out where I am, and what happened. I get up and grab my backpack that was sitting next to a large rubbish bin. I sling it over my shoulder, shuddering because of the pain in my side. Probably where they kicked me after I blacked out.

I walk out into the street to see it's really dark. I grab my phone and see it's almost 1am. I walk to my house, which wasn't far and open the door quietly. I try not to wake anyone up as I walk up the stairs to my bedroom. I close the door, do some work, and then fall asleep.

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I wake up at 7am, aching due to yesterdays beating. I get dressed, take a shower, avoid my family, and head off to school.

I'm so looking forward to today. (Not.)

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*Lunch Time*

Heather and I to meet up at a fish and chip shop today. I get there a little early because my teacher let me out earlier today. I order our food and only wait for a few minuets for Heather.

"Nice face." She says sarcastically as she sits down. She sets her bag down and reaches her hand across the table onto my face to examine them, causing me to move away a bit, due to pain. "They really got you, didn't they." She sighs.

"Yea, I guess." I say as she removes her hands.

"Was Dan there?" She asks.

"Yea, he was the first to punch me this time."

Our food arrives, "Do you mind getting my friend a bag of ice for his--" She says to the waitress, motioning to her eye, because of the black eye I seem to have. The waitress looks over at me, smiles, and says "Sure."

"You didn't need to do that." I said when the waitress left to get the ice.

"What did you say when you saw him today? Or what did he say?" She asks curiously.

"We haven't talked to each other today. I've been avoiding him, and he's been avoiding me." I say.

"Aren't you guys art project partners? You'll have to talk to him eventually." She says taking a bite of a chip.

"Yea, I'm supposed to go over to his after school. Ugh." I groan.

"Well good luck with that." She says. The waitress brings me my bag of ice, and I say thank you.

We talk more, finish eating, and then head back, to the hell that is school.

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The day is done, now I have to head to Dan's for this stupid art project. I basically have to pretend like nothing happened the other night. Which I do anyway, but I still hate doing it.

I grab my bag and start to head towards Dan's. Without expecting it, I trip on the floor, hearing a lot of laughter as my nose bleeds. The same guys from yesterday start kicking me in the same places as before. I'm in immense pain and basically can't do anything about it because I can't get up. Then all of a sudden, I'm being held up by my shirt, by Chad. A dirty blonde haired guy, who loves to skip class alot. He's the one that loves to take other kids homework, because he's too lazy to get his ass to class and do his homework himself.

"If you're a good boy and black out after I punch you, I won't punch you more than once." Chad says. He's cocky and always says he can black someone out with only one punch, because he's "Super strong" or some other bullshit. The rule is: If you black out within one punch, he'll spare you by not punching you anymore. People call him the "nice" one of the group.

Luckily for me, one punch and I'm out like a light.

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This time instead of waking up on the street in the middle of the night, I wake up on a couch with some remaing light shinning through a window. I get up, putting a hand on my cheek to fell the bruise that will become more purple as the night goes on.

"Oh you're up." Dan says in an almost monotone voice, walking in.

"Wait what? Where am I--" I say confused and tired.

"My mum made dinner." He says cutting me off and leaving. I assume he wanted me to follow, so I got up, stumbling a bit on my feet, and walked to the dinning room where his family was. What did he tell them? Definitely not the truth. "Mum, Dad, my friends and I beat up Phil today and that's why he looks like a piece of trash, lying on our couch."

Wait. Why am I here again? I was expecting to wake up on the street in the middle of the night, not here.

I sit down at the dinner table, where Mrs. & Mr. Howell, Dan's brother, and Dan, himself are sitting.

"How are you feeling, sweetie? You must of hurt yourself pretty badly while walking into that pole." Mrs. Howell says.

Walking into that pole.

"Uh...Yea. I guess so." I say.

"How did you manage to walk into a pole anyway?" She asks.

"I-Uh. Left my...glasses at home, and m-my contacts were acting weird..." I manage to say.

*Ding*

Before anyone can say anything, the oven beeps and Mrs. Howell leaves to go get the food. She brings back a few dishes and sets them on the table.

"Help yourself." Mrs. Howells says sweetly.

"It looks delicious." I say.

"Doesn't it? Dan made it." She says. I look over at Dan, who's sitting next to me, he gives me a small smile.

During dinner, Mrs. Howell kept asking me quesitons about me, my family, and life. Mr. Howell and Dan's brother were just talking to each other, and Dan just sat eating. After I finished I stand up, which hurt my back a little.

"Dan will take it for you, sweetheat." Mrs. Howell says. Dan stands up and takes my plate to the kitchen. "You two have a project right?"

I nod in response.

"You two should get working on that now, it's...7pm already!" Mrs. Howell says looking at her watch, and Dan walks in.

"Come on then." Dan says expecting me to follow him again. Which I do. We walk to his room.