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Phil's POV
I could tell Dan was about to make his move. He was trying to keep up the casual conversation with his father but I saw his eyes darting nervously back and forth and biting his lower lip. His anxious habits.
That's when he said
"So... Um.. Would you like to see my room?"
"Sure."
His dad replied.
He gave me a look before starting down the hallway.
I flashed a reassuring smile and looked back over at his mum who was sitting across from me on the couch going on and on about her vegetable garden or something. I nodded politely before stopping her.
"Mrs. Howell,"
"Oh Phillip, just call me Mary."
I smiled.
"Mary... I know the real reason Dan is going back to his room with his dad..."
I began.
"Oh?"
"Yeah... He kind of has some news for the two of you..."
She nodded for me to go on.
"The thing is... Daniel has... Become ready to reveal something about himself to you guys..."
I looked down a bit before she interrupted me.
"That boy fancies the other boys doesn't he?"
She said light-heartedly.
"Afraid so."
I chuckled.
"Well, darling I'll have you know he has nothing to worry about. Nothing wrong with it, in my opinion."
"That's great. I can tell he's really nervous about it and I'm glad you're willing to support him. Oh... And also... The other thing we'd like to uh... Share is that um..."
She smirked.
"Yes...?"
"We're actually... A couple now... And we're really really happy together..."
She grinned widely.
"I KNEW you two had a thing for each other! I knew it!"
We laughed together.
"Phillip, you two are the sweetest things. Don't ever be worried about what other people think. As long as you're happy, and Daniel's happy, everything is quite alright."
She finished.
"Thank you so much, Mary I really appreciate all your support."
"Of course, dear."
Then her face darkened.
"Oh... No..."
She uttered quietly.
"Is something wrong?"
"I just thought... Steven there... I'm not so sure about how he feels about... You know, gay people..."
She said.
I frowned.
"Well I hope he-"
Suddenly a shout was heard from the back hallway.
"Oh Lord..."
She muttered.
Dan's father's voice rose louder and louder he was practically screaming.
I couldn't exactly hear what he was shouting but I managed to make out the word "faggot" several times.
His mother and I exchanged worried looks before I heard a sound that chilled my bones.
The hard sound of skin smacking skin.
No.
His mum stood up quickly and practically sprinted down the hallway before banging loudly on his bedroom door.
I heard it swing open.
Soon after Dan's father emerged from the hall dragging Mary hard by the forearm to our front door.
I scooted into the corner of the sofa, afraid of what he'd do. But he just hoarsely shouted
"KILL YOURSELVES"
Down the hall.
The sound of the door slamming rang through our apartment like a gunshot.
Then all that was left was Dan's soft sobs coming from behind me.
