What Abuse Does...

Part 1

If you read the description then you will have a small hint of what I'm going to write.

(Dans POV)

Another bruise.

Another cut.

Another scar.

Another memory...

Another excuse to make to the hospital...

"What the fuck Dan!" Phil screams, his fist connecting with my jaw.

"I-I'm sorry Phil! I forgot!" I replied. Wrong answer, another kick the the stomache.

"You. Forgot. Our. Fucking ANNIVERSARY!?" He yelled. I didn't really, I was out buying him a ring...But now doesn't seem the time to propose...

"P-Phil please...I didn't mean to..." I whisper. I can see his eyes lighten as he realizes he did it again.

"Oh shit..Dan...I-I'm sorry...Why do I keep DOING this!?" He whisper-yells, pulling me in for a hug and crying.

"Baby it's ok..I'm used to it.."

"You shouldn't be though Dan! I'm sorry. You didn't actually forget did you?" He asks. I shake my head, "No...I got this for you" I say, pulling out the purple box.

"You know the question...I just want the answer.." I whisper, opening the box. Phil gasps and hugs me.

"Of course you doof. I love you." He says.

"Love you more" I reply.

"Always?" He asks.

"And forever more" I finish.

Ehm...so...yeah I felt bad for finishing th last Phanfic really bad so I wrote this and it's gonna last a few chapters.

Bye Loverlies. Hug a tree.

Beth~~