Please Stay

Two

(TW) Umm...well this hasn't gotten any reads but that's okay...I will continue to write till maybe one person reads it...anyways... To the story.

Phil's POV.

I looked over the ledge to see a police boat and a trampoline thing on it. Holding the boy. I couldn't believe it, I'm so glad I left the store when I did. And now, this boy is okay.

I walked around to where all the police cars are at the bottom so I could find the boy. He was shaking inside the back of one of the police cars. I walked over only to have a few officers block my path and start asking too many questions.

I felt uncomfortable with this but answered the questions to the best of my ability. Then I finished my walk to the car. I started to speak to ask if I could see the boy. But they wouldn't let me. So I decided, I was gonna lie. It worked. I mean they only let family over there and I'm clearly his brother. Look how much we look alike.

I know it's wrong to do that but I have to speak to him. I don't even know his name. I step over and climb in the other side to sit next to him. He jumps a bit, but that's understandable. I look at the shaking, young boy. He looks terrified. I place my hand on his shoulder and say in a calming voice, "What did they say?"

He looks at me and says in a quivering voice "I h-have to go t-to a insane asylum." His voice caught at the end, and broke slightly. The poor boy, I thought. I have to help him, I can't let them take this poor boy, he's been through way too much. I decided I'd make a plan, but I wasn't sure what to do. All I knew for sure was that I was not leaving without this boy.

I started working on a plan. And once I had everything worked out, I turned to the boy. And said "I'm not gonna let them take you. But I need your help if we're gonna get out of here without them noticing."

He looked at me and I noticed the look of hope in his chocolate brown eyes. Then he said "I'll do anything to get out of here." He then looked at me, waiting for me to explain. I looked at him and said "First, I don't even know your name." He gave a light smile and said "My name is Dan. What's yours?" I smiled back and said " I'm Phil."

I made sure he was calm and e let the paramedics take care of him before we went back to the police car. We climbed in and I explained the plan. He nodded and payed attention very well. We waited a bit, and talked. Just random chatter. Then when no one was looking, we slowly and quietly climbed out of the cop car.

He looked at me, and even though he had no expression, I knew he was scared. We looked at each other for a split second, looked ahead of us, and ran.