A slim chance

Danielle - Part 9 ^~^

Phil knocked lightly on the door, praying that for some reason, Dan wouldn't be in. That he would have forgotten.
Of course, he had no such luck as the brown haired, tanned boy answered the door almost immediately.
'Phil, nice to see you' Dan smiled a sickly grin and dragged Phil by his collar, through the living room into the kitchen and up the stairs, banging open the door to his bedroom.
He threw the quivering boy onto his bed and rubbed his hands together.
Dan didn't want to do this, but the voices said it would make him happy. And he really wanted to wear a crown, be a champion.
'They think we should try something different today Philly' dan whispered
Phil winced as he knew it was going to be bad. Dan always mentioned 'them' but the black haired boy wasn't sure who they were.
Dan rattled around in his draw, searching for a pair of scissors.
'Ah here we go Philip. They think we need to brand you, make our own little mark.,I agree. A nice white scar to stay with you forever.'
Phil said nothing, he simply sat and let the tears fall, knowing too well that anything he said would make the whole thing worse.
Dan hurt Phil in any way possible, leaving his brand from Phil's bladder to his belly button
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'Phil' I whispered.

I looked up into those blue eyes and saw only hurt and betrayal.

I needed to speak but no words would come.

'I know it was you' he whispered simply

I nodded and tried to speak again, but could only manage a choked gargle

How could I have let this happen?
You want this Danny, the crown remember.

'no' I whispered 'nononoNoNonNONO' I was screaming now, hitting my forhead repeatedly, trying to bash the voices away.

'Dan stop it' Phil took my arm in his tiny hand and put it in my lap.

'P-phil I'm s-so sorry. I didnt,,they made me'

'I know love,,I know' the boy rubbed my back slowly until the hiccups had dissapeared.

I utched forward and held my arms forward, asking permission before we embraced.

Phil nodded slightly and I took his bony figure in my arms. I rested my chin on his shoulder and sighed.

'You've done so much for me in this past week Phil, and what have I ever given you? Scars, hurt,,pain'

Phil let go of my torso and took my face in his hands. I hoped I wasn't blushing too much.

'I'll tell you what you've given me. You've given me memories. Some are memories that I wish I could forget. But some, in this past week, are ones that I hope I can remember for ever.'

Tears slipped down my cheeks. After all I had done he had forgiven me.

Phil began to cry again, pulling me into another warm, comfortable hug.

'Thank you for the memories' He whispered.

Well well well
Tiny glimpse of phan there
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