blurry face - phan

chapter thirty two

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dan

It's been two weeks since Phil kissed Dan, and neither have mentioned it since.

Phil has returned back to university, but he's much closer now, and has called Dan daily. He's coming to see Dan this afternoon though, and Dan doesn't know what to do. He isn't sure where he stands with Phil.

God why was that boy so damn confusing?

Dan sighs, looking at the time on his phone. Phil is coming in one hour.

Dan hears a car pull into his driveway and mentally groans. This means that now both his parents are home, which means that his house will become a war zone until one of them leaves, either to work or probably to see their other lover.

Either way, they disgrace and disgust Dan.

Dan remains in his room, not wanting to get caught up between his parents. Why does Dan have to have all this in his life? Parents are supposed to fix their kid's problems, not be one. Dan is no annoyed at everyone; why does everything have to be so freaking complicated?

"Dan! Come down here!" He hears his mother yell.

Dan inwardly grimaces. He really does not want to go downstairs but it's either he comes down or his parents come up, and Dan does not want them in his room because then he won't be able to go there to escape them.

Dan unwillingly trudges down the stairs and mentally prepares himself for the worst they can throw at him.

"Dan, tell your father he is being unreasonable," his mother demands when Dan enters the war zone which is his living room, "maybe some words from your son will knock some sense into you."

"What is going on?" Dan asks, glancing between his parents.

His father lets out a sigh. "I think you mother and I should get a divorce but she doesn't like that idea."

"I don't want to get in a massive legal battle with you about who gets what," his mother argues, "I don't have time for that, nor did i put up with you for so long just to throw away our marriage, and our son..."

"You know what, you don't even have a marriage to throw away!" Dan chimes in, (with haven't you people ever heard of, closing the god damn door...) "and as for your son, well, I'd hardly call the both of you parents anyway!"

"Excuse me? We raised you, look after you-" his mother starts.

"Bullshit!" Dan yells, "I had to put up with so much shit from the two of you. Affairs, fighting, making me choose sides. You didn't even notice that maybe I was upset as well!"

"Dan, we-" his father starts with a sigh.

"Look, I get that I'm not the ideal son with my blurry face and whatever, and I'm sorry, but I didn't choose this either!" Dan yells, his hands balling into fists by his side, "so you two either divorce or get your fucking shit together!"

"Don't speak to us like that Daniel!" his mother scolds.

"After what you two have put me through my whole life, I WILL TALK TO YOU HOWEVER I FREAKING WANT TO!" Dan screams.

"Dan, I'm sorry for what we've put you through, and I do think it's time your mother and I went our separate ways," his father says calmly.

"Oh that's right, walk out on things like you always do," his mother snaps.