I managed to get through the day without any more beatings, just keeping my head low and taking extended routes around the school to avoid where they parol. Soon it's time to go home. Thank god it's Friday. One more day of this and I would be no doubt near death. I walk home at 4pm after staying in the library for an hour studying to avoid them after school. They're usually smoking weed behind the local council estate that a few of them live at by 3:30 but I leave an extra half an hour to be safe. I get home from college to see Phil online on skype.

Hey! A message from him says.

Hi :) I reply.

Did you want to go on cam? He asks

Sure!

A few seconds after I reply I hear the repetitive loop that always made me happy because I knew it was likely to be Phil.

"He- ..oh my god, Dan! Are you okay?!" He's sat in front of his blue and green wallpaper and his deep blue eyes are looking at me with concern. I stare at the lens and reply.

"I, uh.. got beaten up a little.." I respond and itch my neck awkwardly.

"a little? Really? You have a footprint shaped bruise across your face, a black eye, a cut lip.. and that's just your face! On top of that you look as though you haven't slept in about 2 weeks! Dan.. please, be honest with me. Are you, or are you not okay?"

"I'm not o-fucking-kay" I snapped at him (A/N: sorry for quoting mcr. I couldn't not). He sighed.

"Can you trust me enough to tell me what happened?" I nodded to say yes then took a deep breath.

"Last night I got raped.." I managed to slutter out then I lowered my head in shame and began to cry.

"Dan.. Dan.. shhh.. it's okay." I cry more. I can feel him staring and not knowing what to do.

"Dan, it's alright. Can you give me more details as to what happened"

"L-l-l-last-t-t-t-n-n-night, I w-w-w-went to a p-p-party an-and m-m-met th-th-th-this guy. I w-w-w-wasn't d-d-drinking because of sc-scchool. I-I-I turned around and someone p-p-put something in m-m-my d-d-d-drink. H-h-he then ra-ra-ra-ra-raped me in th-th-the cupboard." I stutter out and then a fresh collection of tears fall.

"Please call the police. Please." He begged.

"O-o-okay" I agree.

"I'll be checking later to make sure you have called them"

"Okay. Night" I stutter

"night. I love you, okay!" I smile as he says this

"Love you too" I respond. He ends the call and I push my laptop away, beginning to cry. It's 5:47pm and the only thing I want to do is cry. And that's what I do. I just let everything out. I cry while curled up in a ball and hugging my bear that I had had since I was born, which was currently wearing my killjoy bandana. I sob so much, feeling grateful no one is home. Memories I've never thought about since they happened come back to me as I cry. It's now 8:52.. how have I been crying for 3 hours and how am I not showing any signs of stopping. I cry over everything without realising my surroundings.

"Umm.. Dan! You have a visitor!" My mum says, almost, excitedly?

"Tell them to fuck off. I don't want to see anyone" I say, my voice broken.

"Okay Phil, he says to fuck off!" She says, slightly louder. Phil? What? I walk downstairs, slightly sceptical, to see whether she's lying or not and sure as hell, she isn't. I run at the figure standing in the door and pull him into a hug. This is the first time we've ever met. We hug for what feels like forever. I've wanted to be in these arms for years. I hug him tightly smelling him to get used to his smell. He's also just as cute as he is in his videos in real life.

"It.. it's actually you." I say, shocked as I pull away from the hug. He wipes away my stray tears that had began to form again from happiness and smiled "I said I was going to check if you had called them. This seemed like the best way."

"You're amazing, you know that?" I smiled at him and pulled him into another another hug. "I know, hence the name AmazingPhil!" He chuckled. I shoved him playfully, laughing. "Shut up!" I say. I lead him up to my room and we lie side by side on my bed, staring at the ceiling.

"So, Dan.. have you ever had a girlfriend or a boyfriend?"

"Hmm.. I had a girlfriend for 3 years and we broke up in the summer.. boyfriend, no.. slept with guys and kissed them and stuff. Just not found the right guy to keep a relationship with. You?"

"I had a girlfriend when I was 16 called Amy.. she ended up kissing my friend at a movie.. since then I have been on dates, had a girlfriend, I had a boyfriend for about 3 months as well and yeah.. we ended it in summer too.."

"Umm.. have you ever slept with anyone?" I ask, hoping this would turn into a long round of asking questions.

"Dan!" He exclaims then pushes me playfully.

"What? It's a good question!"

"Umm.. yes.." he says awkwardly. "You?"

"I mean, c'mon.. its me. Of course I have"

"Okay.. when did you find out you were bi?"

"Umm.. when I was 13 I started having a crush on my drama teacher. Then my friend got drunk and had sex with me and yeah.. you?"

"that guys hot!.. wait, what Phil?! Ohhh..."I laughed at his response. "When was your first kiss?"

"Umm.. I was 11.. we pretty much just licked each other's mouths and it was like a dog licking my face.. we had no idea what we were doing. What about you?"

"It was with Amy.. so.. sixteen?"

"Aww.. that's so cute!" I teased.

"Shut up. I will kill you!" He said playfully.

"I'd like to see you try!"

With that, he touched my neck. Curse me for telling him that was an sensitive area.

"Gah.. get off my neck!" I retaliated and covered my neck to stop him doing it.

"Who's the cute one now?" Is he flirting? No.. of course not. I move on and we stay answering questions until the early hours of the morning.

So, that's chapter 2! Hope you enjoy it! Not got much to say to be honest.. so..

Stay phantastic! Love always

-beavercorn xx