What Abuse Does...

Part 2

Yay more crappy fanfics. Why the fuck do I keep making these?...

(Dans POV)

"I fucking hate you!" He spat as he kicked me in the shin.

"You are NOT supposed to plan ANYTHING without my consent!"

Another punch.

Another kick.

Another slap.

Another mark to hide.

"P-Phil you said you wanted me to pick a place..." I whisper. Rage fills Phils face as he swings his fist round to hit my head.

"You should have showed me first!" He growls, picking me up and slamming me against the wall. I heard a loud thud before everything went black.

I woke up a few hours later in bed, Phil holding onto me with tear rolling down his face. He looked at me and cried more.

"W-Why do you still love me Dan?..." He whispers, letting go of my hand and hugging himself.

"Nothing can make me stop Phil. I'll always love you." I reply, sitting up and holding his shaking form.

"I don't deserve you..." He mumbles into my chest.

"I don't care. I still love you.."

This will probably only continue for a few more chapters. Love you guys.

Stay sassy Loverlies and Psychos

~Beth