Chapter 7 Spain without an S, Pain...
Philip looks emotionless, cold as ever. He's just in the corner, at the back of the class. It's lunch time so the students left to eat. But Phil is just like everyday, he skips his meals. Phil's starves himself, he eats only every three days or sometimes, every five days.
Philip lays his head on his desk, he then picks a song to listen to. He's listening to line without a hook, he listens to it for some reason. Does he like it? Even if he likes the song he won't say that he does.
Philip doesn't even want to remember what the bisexual did to him, Spain. Spain is just an a**hole. Phil would allow them to hurt him, he won't fight back, but he won't let them kiss him or provoke him in any way like that.
Phil then started to sing. It's been a while since he sang, he doesn't even speak a lot. He speaks under a hundred words everyday.
"It's a curse, and It's growing"
"All my emotion, feel like explosions when you're around..."
"Oh baby I'm a wreck when without you, I need you here to stay..."
"I broke all my bones the day I found you""The wind is a pounding"
"Oh baby I'm a wreck when I'm without you, I need you here to stay...."
"Crying at the lake..."
"Was is something I said?"
"Darling when I'm fast asleep..."
"Is it worth it? Is it worth it? Is it worth it......"
Phil kept singing on and off, then someone suddenly pulled his earbuds off. Philip furrowed his brows in confusion. It's most likely America.... Or Spain....
Philip quickly bolted up. Philip gritted his teeth in annoyance. He looks at the tall man who introduced himself as Lan yesterday.
Philip glares daggers at the man.
"Give it back" Philip says.
"Why should I? I'm only confiscating it, you shouldn't be using your phone" The man says.
Philip tchs in anger. "It's lunch time" the man says as Phil only rolls his eyes, meaning to say that he should mind his own business and leave him alone.
"Don't roll your eyes, it's rude" the man tells him. Phil dissent reply, he only tries to get his phone and ear buds. The man then extends his hand upwards for Phil to not be able to reach.
"Give it" Phil says, he's annoyed now. "That's not how you say please" the man says, hiding a chuckle. Philip then returns back in his seat. Phil then ignores the man. The man is dumbfounded. "I'll break it if you don't say please" the man says. "Whatever" Phil says. The man furrows his brows. How could Phil be this cold? Isn't it of importance to him?
"Don't you want it?" The man asks. "I don't care, I'm only told to keep and use it so I'm doing what I was told, do what you want, just don't bother me, let me sleep" Phil says then he lays his head on his desk then he closed his eyes.The man becomes bored, he expected Phil to be angry and curse him. Phil ain't feeding his sadistic side. "Whatever, I'm bored" the man says then he places the phone and Phil's ear buds on Phil's table. Phil just wants peace and quiet, he doesn't care that the man is sitting on a chair while watching him. Atleast the man is quiet. The man then groans in annoyance, he's bored.
The man then places something on Phil's head, a paper bag? Phil looks up at the man. The man is holding a paper bag. The man then gives the paper bag to him, "Eat" . Phil raises a brow in confusion. The man then groans in annoyance once again. "It's not poisoned so eat it, It's a pastry, just eat it" the man says. Phil doesn't eat and just looks at what seems to be a donut that is long.
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