2 Points Of View {PHAN}

Chapter 3: A Point System

"Dan.."

My heart started raced. What was he going to say? I felt a lump in my throat and it became harder to sit up since I was shaking from anxiety. My body was freaking out and part of me wanted to fall apart. Instead of Phil talking he walk towards me. I freaked out and slid off on the other side of the bed. I barely stood up as my legs shook from nervousness. Phil stood at the other side of the bed astonished by me.

"Dan don't be like this," he calmly said," You are a good boy. Don't be afraid, I am here for you."

"Get away from me you weirdo!" I exclaimed. My mind was racing at a thousand miles per hour, being afraid doesn't help you think to well.

"Oh Dan. You are very funny," Phil said with a smirk," I'll give you that."

I stepped backwards trying to get away from Phil, but I suddenly fell to the ground. The chain around my ankle resisted me from moving backwards and it made me fall to the ground. I cursed underneath my breath and felt my ass getting sore by the minute from the fall. Phil laughed a bit to himself as he looked at me. I felt water filling my eyes.

"Just LET ME GO!" I yelled as tears rushed down my face. I put my hands to my face and started crying harder and harder.

I heard something shuffle towards my direction. A hand softly grabbed my shoulder and I jerked away from the hand. My heart started to race because it was Phil. I have never been this close to him without him trying to drug me. He was trying to comfort me when he was the one that caused this mess. It was harder to swallow and move because I was so scared.

Phil looked concerned and questionable. I took a frightening chance and jumped towards Phil. I tackled him harshly and brought him to the floor. I struggled to get him down, he fought back and tried to get me off of him. Eventually, I pinned him to the floor with tears falling off of my face.

"YOU'RE A MONSTER!" I screamed in his face.

His eyes looked glossy as he looked at me. Phil looked like he might cry. He relaxed his body underneath me and gave me a sad smile. I relaxed seeing that I won. Phil looked to the left and sighed.

"I'm sorry Dan," Phil said.

What?-

Phil lifted his torso and I was in midair before he lifted his knee up. His knee kicked me between the legs and I fell to the side of him in pain. My hands went to the painful area and I felt terrible from the pain. It hurt so much, this is like a sick joke. I groaned and curled up in the fetal position.

"I'm sorry Dan, but you made me. You should know that I'm an experienced fighter so please don't try anything like that for now on. Now eat your breakfast pretty please," Phil said before leaving the room.

I laid there in pain for awhile. It felt like hours before I got up from the floor. The sound of the chain hitting the floor filled the silence of the room. My stomach ached for food and all I could eat was what Phil brought me. I didn't want to eat what he brought me because the fear of the food being tampered with. But my stomach kept on growling. I hit the wall with my fist out of anger. I am losing my mind. I don't want to die without a fight, I want to live. My hands started tapping the rhyme of Bliss by Muse on the bed. It kept me from going completely insane.

My feet paced the floor as I thought of how to get out. I didn't want Phil near me at all. I just want to get back home and be with my family. My Mum and Dad must have already called the Police since they are very protective of me.

I question existence and what I did to deserve it. I've never been in much trouble and I was always trying my best being a good person, despite my social anxiety. But honestly....