2 Points Of View {PHAN}

Chapter 15: Home?

"Hi Mum."

"Daniel?"

(2 weeks after)

It has been pretty crazy ever since I came home from being kidnapped by Phil. All my family and friends came to visit me every day no matter what time it was. Food and gifts of celebration where dropped by and there was no telling when it would even. Of course the cops came to see me to figure out why I had not returned to home for so long, 5 months to be exact. It did not feel like I was gone for almost half a year, but I guess time flies when you are either knocked out or scared for your life. The cops asked me a lot of questions about where I was and why I was gone. As soon as I walked into my house the first thing that happened was that my Mum called the cops. The cops brought me down to the station and interrogated me.

"Hello Daniel, my name is Reid Fresda," said a man dressed in uniform across from me.

I was sat at a metal table and chair that was colder than ice. Goosebumps formed on my arms and legs as I waited to be seen by some one. We where in this small room that had a large window on one side of the room. The tan paint color of the room was growing dull and started to peel off. I was like something out of a movie.

"Hi you can call me Dan please," I politely said nodding my head to him. He sat down across from me and placed a file across from me.

"May I ask you a few questions about your whole... situation?" He asked curiously.

"Yes you may," I replied.

"Okay then, will you tell me what happened to you more so in the being?" Reid asked me. I took a deep breath and swallowed harshly.

"Um... yeah. So first off I was walking home in the dark, not the smartest idea on my behalf, and I was almost to the house when I was suddenly grabbed from behind. A cloth was placed over my mouth and suddenly I was gone, as in knocked out. Next thing I know I was in the room that actually looked like someone's room. I was not dirty or messy, it was fairly clean and neatly kept. Like someone cared about the way this room looked. I was shackled to the bed post I lied in from my ankle so I couldn't even reach the door knob of the room. As I was laying in the room someone suddenly opened the door and..." I didn't finish what I said.

"Who was it Dan and what did they look like? Can you give me a description of this person?" He asked getting out a notepad from his back pocket.

I looked down and felt my eyes water. My stomach dropped and I could not fully pay attention to the cop. A single tear rolled down my check. I did not know why; whether it was out of fear or sadness. Maybe a bit of both, but I felt something different. Not any emotion just a missing feeling.

"It was... his name was Phil. He had black raven looking hair, he even had a haircut similar to mine. Phil was a lot paler than me. He had these bright blue eyes what really stood out. I feel like he had a bi polar situation going on with me. One moment he was happy and then the next he would be yelling at me, but in the end he would always resort back to his happy self and tried to make up for what he had said meanly before," I explain. Every word I said pretty much went down in the cop's notepad.

"Was it only this one guy that was in the house?" Reid asked not looking up from his notes.

"Yes it was only him. Phil was very obsessed with me in the sense that he said he loved me. He did pretty much everything for me and would say that he would get me anything. I was afraid of him from the beginning to the end of this whole nightmare. He was very violet towards me, but was sweet to me also. When we were in the house someone unexpected came over and he lashed out to this guy because he tried to take me away. But Phil hit this guy and killed him. Phil placed this man's body in the yard some where and told me to forget about it. Obviously I didn't," I said to Reid.