Hi guys, I'm back from the dead! Seriously guys, sorry for taking like, forever.
I know this chapter is a bit rushed. Stay with me guys, it'll get better. With that said, sorry for the long wait, here's the new chapter!
When I woke up, I felt groggy and tired, but also weirdly satisfied? Refreshed in a strange way. I was still laying on the couch, obviously. I looked to my right at the TV screen and expected to see Venom still playing, but to see a completely different movie made me frown.
Wait, how long Have I been asleep? I quickly grabbed my phone from the floor, it must have fallen from the couch. I gasped when I noticed that I have been sleeping for 4 hours. The clock now being 7:00 PM. I really hope that I will be able to fall asleep again later… I still have school tomorrow and can't afford to mess up my sleep routine.
I groaned at my own stupidity. I dropped the phone back onto the floor with a gentle thud.
"Why didn't I put on an alarm…" I muttered to myself as I sat up and rubbed the sleep away from my eyes.
In a smooth movement, I sat up and stood up. Headed straight towards the kitchen for a glass of water. It was then that I remembered.
"Shit, Phantom!" I squeaked and with quick feet, I headed for the stairs and took two steps at the time.
Is Phantom perhaps still asleep? Or did he maybe leave? I hope not, because if my parents know his parents, then maybe we could be friends? Phantom sounds and looks like a cool dude and the way he uses his hands to…
I stopped myself from knocking on the guest door.
I shook my head. That was only a dream Fenton. I told myself.
Yeah, I did have a heated dream about Phantom, and I had liked it. Which I shouldn't since I'm straight.
Okay, Phantom looks good and his voice sounds like that of an angel.
I mentally groaned.
Wow, I'm really crushing on a stranger I just met because of one 'special dream' I had in my straight mind. Good one Danny…
I closed my eyes for a moment and took a breath before knocking on the door, rubbing my neck. It was a habit of mine, something I do when I'm nervous… so basically I do it more than I breathe.
I just have to act normal. That can't be too hard right? I've dealt with more complicated situations than this. Like when I had to endure that time with Vlad. He had invited my family to dinner, and for some reason I had to sit next to him. It was so awkward and he insisted on always pointing out when I did something wrong, like cutting the meat in a "wrong" angle. (As if I need etiquette lessons from him) The man sits so straight up that I wouldn't be surprised if he had an actual stick up his ass.
"Danny?" The angelic voice asked behind me.
I totally screamed like a girl, turned around and took a step back. Which made me slam the back of my head against the guest door.
I had one job.
"Yikes! Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you!" Phantom said and took a few steps forwards.
"No, it's my fault for being easily scared… " I reasoned and laughed half heartedly. However, I froze when I saw the state of Phantom.
He was standing in front of me, Only dressed in black boxers, that had two red letters on it, 'V.M'.
It looked like he had showered, his hair was free from the hood he wore earlier today, and his snow white hair was clearly displayed. A few wet strands kissing his cheeks.
His hair is bleached right? He can't possibly be born with white hair and dark eyebrows.
"U-Um, sorry!" I squealed and looked away. I tried to convince my straight mind that he did not look hot at all.
Bikinis, bikinis, bikinis, I repeated in my mind.
Phantom chuckled and leaned against the wall, arms crossing each other.
"You don't need to be so shy, you know. Me standing in boxers is nothing compared to what we did before." Phantom said with a cocky grin, suddenly looking oddly proud.
What?
He couldn't possibly suggest to my dream?
"What are you talking about?" I decided to ask.
The stranger standing before me acted nothing like the shy person I brought home.
Phantom's brows furrowed.
"Don't try to play innocent, you know what I'm referring to." He smirked, and took a step forwards, which made me automatically take a step back. Phantom noticed my fear at the same time I did.
"How can you not know what I mean," Phantom asked and then added. "You were clearly awake."
I looked down at the floor as my mind tried to run a thousand miles per hour. So, the dream that I thought was a one time thing, wasn't really just a dream?! Did that happen then? Had Phantom lied about being tired just to get the better of me? Was that Phantom's plan from the beginning, just looking for a quick fix? Was he even robbed and beaten earlier, or was that a lie too?
So many questions I wanted to scream at him. Ask him.
However, What I really should do now is call the police. No wonder he was so determined to not let me call the cops before.
My hand went to my back pocket, intending to grab my phone, but was met with nothing.
The phone was still in the living room.
I glanced at the stairs.
Before I knew it,
I bolted.
I didn't come far though before Phantom grabbed me by my arms and firmly but gently pushed me against the wall.
"Hey, hey, easy there tiger." Phantom said as I tried to rip away from his grip.
"Let me go! You lied to me!" I screamed at him.
"And for what? To molest me?!"
I could feel my eyes burning, but I did everything not to cry. Crying now, wouldn't help me from getting raped, killed, or robbed. Maybe all of them. First raping me, then killing me and at last take all of the valuables in this house. Which will not matter to me since I would be dead, but if any of dad's homemade 'Fenton ghost weapons' were to be stolen, he would bring me back to life just to kill me all over again.
Or maybe he will just hunt my spirit.
"Hey!" Phantom called again while slightly shaking my shoulder to get my attention.
"I didn't molest you! From what I saw, you were definitely enjoying my magic." He defended while smirking.
"I thought It was a dream!" I yelled back. "Now let me go of me and get the hell out!".
Phantom's smirk melted and was replaced once again with a displeased frown.
"How should I have known that?" Phantom asked and finally let me go. I immediately stepped to the side to put space between us.
"You can't just wake me up by sitting on me and expect me to- hocus pocus- want to do… That, with you! It's common sense!" I said while my hands clenched into fists. I'm not going to punch him, or well, if he tries anything then maybe.
Phantom glanced down at my hands and took himself a step back.
"I just thought- " He tried to defend, but I interrupted.
"thought what!?"
Phantom took a step to the side closer to the guest room. I had completely forgotten, or more likely, ignored the fact that he is still pretty much naked.
"You know what, I'll just leave…" He said and opened the door to the guest room. "Just let me get dressed... " He added and hunched. Almost as if he suddenly were embarrassed by the lack of clothes. The door opened and he disappeared inside.
I run my hand through my hair, sighing in what I hope is relief.
I did the right thing, right? Or should I have handled the situation differently?
Like, yeah, I could have told him to stop, but I didn't know it was real! I just thought it was a kinky dream or something.
I decided to walk downstairs and wait for him there instead since I didn't want to just wait outside the guest door and then have to walk down the stairs together with him.
I went to the couch to pick up my phone from the floor where it had ended up.
Then I didn't have to wait long before Phantom came down the stairs. The blue hoodie and black sweatpants were back on. Somehow even with the clothes back on, he still looked nothing like the stranger I found in the alleyway. He somehow seemed taller and healthier.
Without saying anything Phantom went to his shoes and proceed to put them on.
"Um… So I guess that's it then huh?" Phantom said after both of his shoes were on.
I didn't say much more than murmur an "mhm", with my arms crossed. Probably more to make me feel better than to 'intimidate' him.
"Danny, I'm- … " Phantom started but looked like he changed his mind.
"Nevermind, Maybe I'll see you again sometime." He said and opened the door.
"Yeah, sure." I sarcastically answered and closed the door after him. It wasn't a dramatic 'slamming the door' situation like in the movies, but it was good enough.
After the door was closed I leaned my back on it and closed my eyes for a second to release a deep breath.
I need a break.
Like a big vacation or something.
First, in the morning I got yelled at by Mr. Lancer for not paying attention, I had to survive and hide from Dash, (which I clearly failed at of course) then, I helped a stranger just so he could molest me.
Great day… And the day isn't even over yet.
For once I'm actually happy to hear my phone ringing.
I picked it up from my pocket and looked at the screen before I answered it.
"Hi mom, I was just about to call you actually."
"Hi Danny! Perfect timing then." Mom chuckled.
"Yeah… " I smiled slightly and headed to the kitchen.
"I just called to let you know that Your father and I are soon in Wisconsin."
"Sounds great. Did you manage to make dad sit still this time?" I asked.
Last time we all went to Wisconsin. Dad couldn't sit still at all. He wanted to ward everything from ghosts.
"Actually yes!" Mom answered with a laugh. "I made him work on a new project of ours and he's been at it since we took our seats in the train, right hun?" She asked dad and I could hear him murmur something about ghosts and molecules or something.
"Anyway, what did you want to say Danny? Everything is fine at home right? Have you eaten anything yet?"
"Yes everything is fine." I lied. If I told her I brought home a stranger that molested me, she would probably freak out and hurry back home…
"I'm making sandwiches now." I answered her other question. I actually didn't lie this time. While talking to mom I'd gone to the refrigerator to get things for my sandwich.
"Good to hear! I hope you'll make better food tomorrow. I don't want you to live on sandwiches."
"Yeah yeah, I got it." I smiled and started putting my sandwich together. Butter, cheese and jam. Best thing on earth.
"By the way mom, does the name Phantom sound familiar to you?" I asked while getting the milk from the fridge.
"Phantom? Hmmm, no I don't think so. What makes you ask that?"
So that asshole lied after all. I shouldn't be surprised. Well, maybe it's not a lie. My parents could have known his parents before Phantom was born, Phantom didn't say his surname so…
"Danny?"
"Yes, um, nothing special, just wondering. It's nothing important." I answered trying to sound uninterested.
"If you say so Sweetcakes."
After that we talked about random things. Mostly about Jazz and Wisconsin. When mom mentioned Vlad I could hear dad in the distance talking about how kind and great that man is. Which I can't really agree with. Vlad is creepy. In every way.
However, it sounded like they had arrived so mom had to hang up.
Meanwhile talking with mom I had finished eating and headed up the stairs to my room.
Now I had some options. Do homework that has to be done before Monday, or play ps4.
"Meh It's only Wednesday, I have a lot of time." I said to myself and started the tv I had in my room.
That's where I spent the rest of the day at.
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NEXT DAY - THURSDAY
"So correct me if I'm wrong. You invited a stranger into your house while your parents weren't even home and this stranger turned out to be a thief?" The goth girl, named Sam asked and then proceeded to drink her juice.
Yesterday she was home sick, but apparently, she made a quick recovery. More likely faking a recovery so she could escape her home. Her parents don't approve of her being goth and are constantly trying to change her. So they argue a lot with Sam about how she should look and behave. For example, they want her to wear light Clothes/dresses instead of Sam's usual clothing style that normally consists of a black choker, black tank top that exposes her midriff, a black striped skirt with a green crosshatch design, purple leggings, and black combat boots.
Her style doesn't bother me at all. If anything, I think she's beautiful. All the years I have known her she has always rocked short black hair with pointed bangs. Everyone thinks that to be a goth, you need to wear a ton of makeup.
Sam doesn't, she usually only wears winged eyeliner and purple lipstick.
So, yeah. I do have a small crush on her yada yada.
"Yup, pretty much." I answered and bit into my ham sandwich.
It was lunchtime and the weather was perfect so we decided to sit outside on a picnic bench. We weren't the only ones there. Pretty much the whole backyard of our school was filled with talking and studying students. Sam and Tuck sat beside each other so I had the other side of the bench for myself
"Dude, I hope you kicked his ass!" Tuck tried to speak between chewing his meat sandwich. Typical him I would say.
"First of all, ew," Sam looked disgusted at Tuck for speaking with his mouth full.
"Second. Danny, how did you handle the problem?" She added and looked at me.
So, I didn't tell them the exact truth about the stranger, but I know Sam, she would say it was sexual assault. Then I would have to explain to her how technically it wasn't since I didn't make an attempt to stop Phantom, and Phantom didn't know that I thought it was a dream.
Was I too harsh after all? Did Phantom actually mean no harm?
Meanwhile Sam would lecture me about what to do and Tuck would probably question my sexuality as usual.
"Easy, I simply threatened to call the police," I lied and shrugged, trying not to rub my neck.
Sam and Tuck didn't say anything at first, just looking and waiting as if I would say something more.
"That's it?" Sam snorted and squinted her eyes. Clearly not believing me anymore.
"The dude just left after that?" Tuck looked shocked.
I slightly looked to the side where Dash and his football team were sitting and laughing at something his friend had said. I did, unfortunately, make eye contact with Dash for a second before I quickly looked back at my own two friends again.
"Um, yeah?" I answered and wanted to facepalm myself. If Sam had any doubt before, she most likely had her answers now.
"Come on Danny, tell us what really happened." Sam crossed her arms over the table, leaning a bit forwards.
"N-No I swear, that's what happened guys!" I stuttered as I tried my best to save my story, but I could almost see it in front of me crumbling.
"Suurrreeee, Danny," Tuck laughed and continued to eat his food. Tuck is usually quick to let things go, but Sam on the other hand…
"You know we're your friends right?" Sam's eyes softened. "We will always support you no matter what."
Tuck rolls his eyes because he knows what Sam is doing, and so do I.
This is what she usually does, She uses the friend card and tries to make me feel bad. Which leads me to tell the truth in the end
Every
single
time…
Sometimes I really do believe she's a witch or a mind reader. Or it's just my crush for her that makes me speak the truth to her.
"Well, I-"
"FENTURD!"
I jolted slightly by the loud voice that I, unfortunately, knew too well.
I looked towards Dash once again and cringed. This will not end well…
Dash Stood up and so did the rest of his team. He took his time walking to our table and smiled down at me. I didn't stand up since last time I tried doing that he pushed me backward, and thanks to the bench which is attached to the picnic table I tripped and hit my head.
I slowly made eye contact with the bully and waited for him to continue. Surely he would make fun of me or my friends like he always did. He's one of those guys who seem to get off on making other people feel like shit.
"Do you even know that you're gay?"
Okay, I did not expect that.
Dash's friends behind him started snickering.
"What are you talking about?" I decided to ask while furrowing my eyebrows. This is a new one. He usually makes jokes about me and Sam, But calling me gay?
"You always stare at me." He crossed his arms. Behind him, I saw Paulina whispering something to her blond friend and then they laughed while glancing at me.
Once upon a time, I thought Paulina was hot. She still is, but her personality is ugly.
Is Dash serious though? I looked at him once an apparently that makes me gay!? Give me a break.
I tried to ignore him, but the stress from yesterday and now this made me snap.
"Are you kidding me!? Your ugly face wouldn't even attract straight girls!"
That just flew out of my mouth before I could think. Surely Dash didn't expect me to be screaming back at him. Well, neither did I, but here we are.
For a while it was quiet, Paulina and the rest looked quite shocked and so did Dash. But that quickly changed.
Dash's expression transformed into rage and he jumped into action. Quickly he gripped the back of my neck and slammed me down against the table. Luckily I manage to turn my head to the side and save my nose. I may not be good at sports, but fast reflexes are something I have. I guess that's thanks to Dash and his flying fists.
"What did you say you little shit?" He spat and pressed me down harder. My stomach screamed in protest as the table edge dug into it.
I had two options here. Either snap back at him or say nothing and spare myself from what to come.
"I'm tired of you targeting me every single day! If anything, you're the gay one here since you're pretty much obsessed with me!" Yeah, I just said that and I'm probably going to regret it.
However, I didn't give Dash any time to open his big mouth or just straight up beat me.
I grabbed the plastic cup that stood in front of my face filled with orange juice and blindly threw it at him, praying that it will hit him. Dash let go of me to rub at his face and took a step backward, I spun and jumped off of the bench and pushed Dash further back. Since he wasn't prepared, Dash fell to the ground with a thump. His friends just stood there staring until Dash's best friend, Kwan, tried to help Dash up again, but he just slapped Kwan's hand away.
I twisted my body to look at my friends, at the same time I grabbed my backpack.
"Let's go!"
We quickly got to our feet and made a run for it. I could faintly hear Dash swearing and telling his guys to run after us, but I didn't look back to see if they did or not.
We ran to the double doors that were one of our school's entrances and quickly stumbled inside. Thankfully the majority of the students were outside or in class so the hallway was open and free. We turned towards the broad staircase, but instead of heading up a floor, we went to hide at the space behind/under the stairs where we usually hide when the bullies were after us. Mostly me.
"I can't believe you just did that Danny!" Tuck exclaimed as he stared at me in awe.
Sam quickly hushed him since he is being too loud and the bullies could be near.
"Me neither." I whispered and tried to catch my breath from both the running and the adrenaline from the earlier scene with Dash.
None of us said anything for a while, just trying to catch our breaths. Then we exploded in a fit of laughter.
"Omg, I can't believe that just happened." Sam said and smiled.
Okay, that felt awesome. This day is officially saved!
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"Detention." Said Mr. Lancer after glancing up from the bundle of papers located on the desk in front of him.
"What!? That makes no sense, he came at me first!" I defended which Sam and Tuck agreed with.
"It's true, Dash he-" Lancer cut Sam off.
"I'm aware of what happened, Miss Manson. What Dash did and said is wrong and I do not support such behavior" Mr lancer sighed. "If it makes any difference, Dash also got detention."
This is what usually happens so I'm not really sure why I am even surprised this time.
I put my hands in my hoodie pocket and toed at the floor while glancing away from the teacher.
I know that he's just following the rules and he can't really pick a student's side since he probably has heard two different stories between my friends and dash's friends. So what can I say?
"But why detention, can't you just give him a warning or extra homework or something?" Sam argued while crossing her arms.
I sighed because this is also a standard. Me just accepting my fate while Sam's standing up for me. That's what I envy her for. Her spirit.
"It's okay Sam... " I started, but she was quick to interrupt me.
"No, it's not okay. Bullying and bullies should be better taken care of. Some sort of consequence for homophobic comments like that, not just some dull detention that he will probably be excused from anyway thanks to his stupid sports!"
Tucker pursed his lips after he let out a silent whistle.
"One hundred percent with her." he then said and nodded at Sam.
Ugh… Now Lancer will probably have a long explanation about how the school handles these situations and how 'serious' they take this. I just wanna head to my detention and then go home… like today. Also, now Lancer would surely also believe I'm gay. Not that it really matters, but I don't want rumors around me that are wrong. However, I guess Dash will make that happen anyway so…
What Lancer said next surprised me.
"Alright, no detention." He said while picking up the bundle of paper and stood up.
"What?" I said at the same time as Tuck and Sam.
"However." Our bald teacher was quick to add and narrowing his eyes.
"You will have to write an extra credit assignment in biology instead."
Of Course I wouldn't be free that easy.
"About what?" I asked and watched Lancer put his Briefcase on the table, opening it with a satisfying 'click'.
"You and your friends are creative, you'll think of something." After putting the papers inside the bag he closed it and took a step away and then stopped.
"But you could for an example write about the new rare gorilla at the Amity Park Zoo."
I heard Sam gasp beside me.
"No way! They captured another poor animal?" Sam sounded heartbroken.
I've always wondered why some vegans and vegetarians act so offended every time something like this happens. Like okay, I eat meat, but that doesn't mean that I have no issues with an animal being trapped inside cages.
Tucker groaned since he didn't want to listen to another 'animal right speech' that Sam always went through.
Sam glared at Tuck for a moment before looking at me.
"Danny, let's go to that Zoo, and meanwhile you get the facts you need I can do whatever needed to get that gorilla free!"
I gave her a shy smile and then looked back at Lancer.
"So… How long do I have?" I asked.
It looked like Lancer wanted to say something to Sam. To try reasoning with her. But seeing the determined look in her eyes, he quickly gave up.
"Monday, that gives you three days which should be enough."
I nodded and looked up at the watch on the wall.
'2:10 PM'
Thursdays we have no class after lunch which is why it's my favorite day of the week.
We talked a bit more with Lancer about the assignment and then headed out of school. There were a lot of students outside waiting for the bus or simply just sitting on the grass and laughing with their friends. Luckily I didn't see Dash or his team anywhere.
"So," Tuck started. "Should we go to the Zoo today or?"
"I guess we have to. Tomorrow we have that stupid school trip and we won't be back to Amity before 6 pm." I said with a plain voice. Many students are excited about the trip, but not me. I don't see the point in it. Walking in the woods and doing different "fun" class activities. Which is the standard thing we did before summer. Just to have a "great" time with our classmates. I don't like spending my free time in nature and I especially don't like being in the woods with my class, that includes Dash and his cute friends.
"Ah, that's true. Which reminds me, I need to run home." Tuck said and backed away from us and pointing with his thumb over his shoulder.
"Mom's going grocery shopping, and if I want to bring lunch tomorrow that's edible and meaty, Then I have to go with her and choose it myself."
"Nah, let her make her special vegetarian lasagna that you so like." I laughed as I teased him.
"Ha Ha, no one likes something that looks like lasagne, but tastes like a piece of lawn." Tucker fake gaged which made Sam glare at him.
"Hey! Do you remember me? your vegetarian friend?"
"You're used to eating grass, I'm not, just saying." Tuck Defended, lifting his hands up slightly.
"Whatever." Sam said and rolled her eyes.
I sighed. I don't think Tuck and Sam will ever agree to disagree when it comes to meat. I usually stayed out of it or tried to change the subject.
"Just call us when you're done shopping so we can head to the Zoo together." I said.
Tuck smirked and glanced between Sam and me. Knowing that look on his face, I probably won't like what's coming next.
"Or, you guys can go without me and I can catch up with ya later." The smirk grew and I could feel my face blush.
It's not like I don't want to be alone with Sam, but my feeling towards her becomes so obvious when we're alone. I just act weirdly and start stammering. In worse situations I start making jokes, which comes from my father sadly. I say sadly because the jokes suck.
"Yeah, that sounds perfect. Danny, let's go." Sam fake smiled at Tuck, clearly still mad at him. She gripped my right wrist and quickly made us walk away.
Since my mind is still stuck witch "alone with Sam", I let myself get dragged away. With wide eyes, I looked back at Tuck who just gave me thumbs up with a big stupid grin.
I looked back at Sam. Her death hold on my wrist didn't ease and she was still frowning, probably at Tuck's comments, but I still somehow found that expression pretty on her.
Man, everything is so weird. Just yesterday me and some dude named Phantom were literally dry humping each other. Which of course was technically not both sided. But whatever.
Now today I have a date with Sam.
Wait,
Is this a date?
TBC