Speak to Me

13-Ruined Happiness

~Phil's POV~

I explained everything to my mum once Dan had dropped me off at home for the night. She understood everything, which was good for me, because the last thing I needed was my mum against me and Dan's relationship.

I went to bed for the night extremely happy, I couldn't stop smiling thinking about how honestly great I felt right now. I laid down and looked up at the ceiling just thinking quietly. I couldn't get myself to talk while I was with Dan, but I had tried, that's really why I got so upset with myself, I couldn't get mysefl to do it once again.

I pondered it for a few more minutes before finally deciding to just go to sleep, I could try again tomorrow if I really wanted to, I just had to keep moving forward.

When I woke up I felt a lot different than I had the night before, i felt far more empowered, I didn't know what the hell was happening, but I wasn't going to complain. I haven't felt that good...probably ever. I  hopped out of my bed and grabbed my phone off the charger. Running down the stairs I saw the note from my mum explaining that she was out for the day. I made myself some breakfast and went on my morning as normal.

As I cleaned up my mess from breakfast, I washed the dishes up just so my mum didn't have to later (I'm such a good person I know). I picked up a bowl to dry and jumped when it slipped from my fingers, "Oh my-" I yelled out as the bowl hit the floor and shattered. I froze in my spot. My head was spinning. I grabbed my throat quickly. Everything around me slowed to a stop. I turned and ran into the bathroom standing in front of the mirror and staring at myself. I opened my mouth to speak again.

"I..." I said quietly. My voice was a hell of a lot different than I thought. I had said three words in the past ten minutes and I could tell so much about my voice had changed. It wasn't the voice I heard in my head with my thoughts, it was deeper, I could feel it rumble in my chest when I spoke. It felt so weird to say that...I spoke....I spoke...

I tried once again, just to be sure, "Am I..." I said quietly. I nearly cried, five words now. I couldn't speak anymore than that, my voice slowly trailed off and eventually didn't work, but hey it was something. I grabbed my phone out quickly texting Dan, I knew he'd want to know about it.

About ten minutes after I sent Dan the text, I was standing in the exact same place in my bathroom. Saying small words to myself. I heard a rapid knock on the front door and ran out quickly opening it up. 

Dan stood there for a second before quickly stepping inside, "What happened Phil? What did you do?" he asked. I thought he'd actually understand what that  text meant, but I guess now.

I took a deep breath. My chest tightened, I was beyond nervous to actually talk to Dan. I shouldn't have been, but I was, I was extremely scared of how he would react. Good? Bad? Would he just walk out? I don't know, I wouldn't know unless I actually did it...so I pulled myself out, I forced the nervousness out of my mind and looked up at Dan's dark eyes, "D-Dan...I" I stuttered out quietly.

Dan froze in his spot staring down at me. He just stared. His eyes watered slightly. A tear slipped down his cheek, "Oh my god..." he said quietly, "Phil you just..you just talked...you just..." Dan's words weren't coming together.

I nodded quickly and bit my lip looking up at him, "Y-Yeah..." I managed to say again. My voice felt like it was becoming a lot less hoarse and quiet, I could feel it strengthening with every small word I said.

Dan jumped forward and hugged me tightly. I moved my arms around him doing the same back. I smiled wide and cuddled myself into him. I don't think I've ever felt more happy then now. Right now. A weight had been lifted off of me, I felt free. I loved it.

Dan stepped back, "I'm so proud of you Phil..." he said to him kissing my cheek softly, "Seriously, I'm so immensely proud of you for being able to do this..."

"Tha-.." I tried to say but my voice had cracked out a bit, I sighed in frustration. I didn't like that feeling of my voice not working at times, but I knew that it would happen for a long time, until I was used to talking again, I had gone yeard now without a word, and now I was uttering small things.

Dan nodded and sat down with me on the couch, there was a smile plastered across his face as he wrapped his arms around my shoulders pulling me into his side. I easily cuddled into him and smiled with him taking hold of his free hand and playing around with his fingers.

We stayed quiet for a bit and I heard a knock on the door. I stood up quickly and walked to the door as the knocking increased greatly. I walked over opening it quickly and freezing in my spot.

"Is Dan here?" I knew who the man in front of me was. It was Dan's dad. He looked absolutely furious, obviously he found out Dan had left the house.

I shook my head quickly. I was scared beyond belief he'd find out I was lying to him. I didn't want him to hurt Dan or anything or kick him out or whatever he would do. Fear struck over my entire body and I was numb to my bones, as I looked back at where Dan was quickly hiding away in another room.

"You're lying, I know he's here, now you get him out here now, or I'm coming in there and getting him myself!" He yelled at me.

I quickly shook my head again, "Not here..." I managed to choked out from my throat to him, trying to shut the door on him.

He quickly grabbed the door and pushed it open again stepping inside the house, I stepped in front of him quickly, "Go..." I said again to him quietly.

"Not until Dan is out of here as well, we don't need you rubbing off on him, next thing you know he won't be talking and be even more of a freak, just like you," He shoved me aside from in front of him. I fell back into the wall and let out an oof and watched Dan's father walk through my house looking for Dan. I saw him head up the stairs and Dan quickly came out of the room he was hiding in and ran out past my, I didn't mind him not saying goodbye, frankly I just wanted him out before his dad came back down.

Dan's dad came running down the stairs, "You're so lucky," he said as he walked out slamming my front door behind him.

I slowly peeled myself from the ground and sniffled softly walking to the couch and sitting down wincing slightly at the slight pain in my back from the impact of the wall. I wiped an eye quietly as a tear trickled out. I couldn't believe what had just happened, I couldn't let Dan go through this anymore, it wasn't right for him to be ran after simply for leaving the house, being called names, and hurt by his own father. I waited until my mum came home before I stood up and walked over to her quickly and pulling her over sitting her down, hopefully the crazy idea wouldn't be too crazy for my mum...

Hopefully...

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