So my parents thought it would be good to force me to do sport. Hahhaha... no

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Phil's POV

I woke up to a fumbling at my door. I opened my eyes and looked to my side. Dan wasn't there. I looked up.

"Miss me?" I heard a voice. It was my dad.

He slapped me hard around the face and it echoed around the room.

"PHIL!" I heard Dan scream in panic.

"DAN RUN I DON'T WANT YOU TO GET HURT!" I screamed.

"Aww look loverboy's protecting his boyfriend how sweet," my dad taunted with an evil smirk.

I don't know what came over me, "LEAVE ME ALONE FOR ONCE! I JUST GOT A HAPPY LIFE THEN YOU TURN UP AGAIN AND MAKE ME SCARED FOR MY LIFE! IM YOUR SON! YOUR OWN FLESH AND BLOOD AND YOU TREAT ME LIKE THIS?" I yelled with no trace that I had just been sleeping except for my hair.

My dad had a thinking face on. He walked over to the window and opened it.

"I never wanted to hurt you Phil, I got into bad things, gangs and crime, I never thought about being the best dad I could be and doing things for my son, at the end of the day I'm your dad and I bet you won't miss me," he said and sat on my window ledge.

"Dad no please!" I said in a begging voice.

"Goodbye Phil, I love you," he said and jumped.

"DAD!" I yelled in a blind panic. I picked up my phone and dialled 999.

"Hello? Ambulance, my dad h...he j...jumped out of my w...window ple...please come qu...quick," I said.

I ran downstairs. I passed a very confused Dan who followed me and sat by my dads body crying. Why can't my life be simple? For once just give me a happy life. I want to smile everyday and have no cares.

There was almost no hope.

My dad was only breathing slightly. He apologised and told me that he loved me. He was the only person I had left and after every thing he had done... I just wanted my dad back. I needed him.

"Dan?" I asked in a week voice.

"M...meet my d...dad," I told him.

"D...dad meet d...Dan," I said even though he couldn't hear me. I broke out into tears and Dan pulled me into his chest saying it was okay. But it wasn't okay, it was never okay.

So...