A/N Hey guys! Sorry this update is literally like a day after lol. I have A LOT a free time and enjoy writing. I hope you liked the last chapter, I did try relatively hard on it for my standards. Anyway, thanks for reading! Stay amazing, Cloudlings!
"Phil? Phil, sweetie, wake up." I vaguely heard the school nurse talking to me.
"Huh? W-where am I?" I said, confused and dazed, but hoping to god she hadn't called my dad.
"You're in the nurse's office, sweetie. I called your dad, and he's going to come by to get you." Oh shit. Shit, shit, shit, shit. I was in for it. Even if I didn't do anything wrong, I was in for it.
"You're going to be okay, but your nose is broken. One of your Ribs is also bruised, and so is the back of your head. It's going to be a painful next few days, but you'll get through it. Care to tell me what happened?" The nurse said in a nice voice. This isn't the first time I've been in the nurse's office because of Dan. I just would never tell the nurse that he was the reason I was in here so often.
"Uh… I fell down a staircase…" Great excuse, Phil. At least it was sort of believable. I wasn't exactly entirely in control of my body.
"Phil…" Nurse Alexa looked me directly in my eyes. "It seems to me, that every time you come in here, which is close to every day, you fell down the stairs. This is serious, Phil! You have a broken nose! Is someone doing this to you?" She asked looking at me with a sincere look of worry on her face.
In the past few months that the news I was gay leaked, Nurse Alexa had been like a mother to me. The mother I never had. I could feel the tears forming in my eyes. I couldn't cry. Not now. Not in front of her. Then she'll know somethings up. I felt the tears slide down my cheeks and saw Nurse Alexa get a sincere look of… pity. Pity was the last thing I wanted in this fucking world. I didn't need pity. Not now, not ever. I've gone 17 fucking years dealing with my dad's horrendous beatings, and now 6 months going through Dan's. I did not need pity. It was a sign of weakness. And, as though I may have been crumbling inside, my frame would hold strong. I only had to keep myself intact for two years when I finally got out of my Senior year, and then I would be home free.
"Phil… sweetheart…. Who is doing this to you?" She asked, the pity evident on her face.
"I don't need pity! I can live with his beatings! It's just a stupid ass nose, the bone will heal! I don't need this!" I yelled.
I got up and stormed out of the office, seeing the office assistant's looking at me with perplexed looks on their faces before I ran head first into someone walking down the hallway.
Dan.
A/N Hey guys! Relatively short chapter…. Sorry! Next chapter up suupppeerr soon because I have no life! Yay! Carry on then, cloudlings! Have a good day! Maybe Phil's life will get better while you're gone