2 Points Of View {PHAN}

Chapter 7: New Rules

He laid there. Silent. Like he wasn't even alive.

I leaned on the nightstand by the bed and watched Dan. He was looking the other way and cried silently into the sheets. Tears rolled down his cheek with no sounds. I caused him to cry.

Dan was in rough shape. I laid him on his side as the blood from his mouth fell on the duvet. He was bleeding from his mouth, but luckily not his nose. Although his nose looks broken. I am probably going to need to put his nose back in place. I've done it before when I was bullied in my younger years. It was easy for me to shift my nose back into place. Luckily my nose looked normal after each break.

Dan's face fell forward into the duvet and he didn't start moving. I rushed to his side and sat him up. His eyes were closed and luckily his breathing wasn't rapid.

Dan passed out.

I don't blame him. He probably felt so much pain that he passed out because of it. This was the time to put his nose back into place and see what else was broken.

I laid Dan back down on the bed and got on top of him. I gently crouched above him and centered myself in the middle of his stomach. Dan's nose was definitely broken from my hard punches. The swelling around his nose indicated it and also the bruising I could see forming.

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A snap sound filled the house as I placed his nose back in place. His nose was definitely going to need some ice. Surprisingly I wasn't bothered by putting his nose back in place. Usually I'm freaked out by other people's blood, but I'm not by Dans.

I got off of Dan and went into the bathroom. I need scissors to cut his t-shirt off of him so I can get a better look of his stomach area. Hopefully he had nothing else broken besides his nose.

Lifting Dan's shirt above his head would be to difficult so cutting it off was the next option. I fumbled threw the cabinet that was on the bathroom wall to see if there were scissors in there. Mainly the cabinet was filled with medicines, but other miscellaneous objects could be found in there like bandages.

Yes! I found a pair of maroon scissors that looked like they could cut threw a t-shirt. The blade of the scissors looked very sharp. Closing the cabinet, I walked over to the unconscious Dan and started cutting his shirt in half. To my surprise the scissors actually cut the shirt quiet well.

Soon enough the shirt was cut from the bottom up to the neck line. I opened the shirt up and saw multiple bruises that were forming along Dan's ribs. Purple and blue was scattered along Dan's body. I felt bad for the way I treated him, but also felt powerful.

I felt a smirk form on my lips as I looked at Dan. He was powerless and I was the one on top. I like that feeling. I need to use my new found strength to my advantage. This is going to be fun.

The bruises would stay on his body for awhile and they will remind him I'm in charge. Not even him can over throw me. He will be my everything, but Dan will know his place.

My Dan will be up soon. He would need some pain medicine so he can feel better after our fight. I don't think anything is broken in his body which is a good sign. Just a few bruises with swelling and cuts.

I got off of Dan and walked down the hall way. I reached the beginning of the stairs and saw little splats of blood on the wooden stairs. The blood definitely came from Dan's mouth.

The song that Dan played on the piano played over and over in my head. I started whistling the song as I walked down the stairs, making sure I didn't step on any of the blood.