AU with the lovely shadow_wolf (again cause she's the best !)
Once again, she was Dan and I was Phil. Enjoy!
PHIL:
"JUST LEAVE ME ALONE...p-please!" I beg, as the ruthless bullies take another step towards me. I frantically look around for an escape, a little opening, since they are begenning to crowd me. No luck. I hear laughter, insults, and everything goes hazy after that.
DAN:
After we were done with Lester I picked up my bag and sighed slightly. Of course I felt horrible for hitting him everyday and beating him but it's either me or him, and really as horrible as it sounds I would rather it be him. I quickly walk off and start to run so I can get home on time.
PHIL:
I'm not sure how long I was out, but when I opened my eyes, it was getting dark. Probably for a few hours or so. I stagger to my feet and grab my bag, which was hard considering they probably bruised my legs. After I limp home, I see that mum and dad aren't home, as usual. Atleast they don't have to see me like this.
After taking a painful shower, I grab my bag to go over some homework due tomorrow, then I can write in my journal. My journal is full of the truth, it's like scars of my past and present, how i'm always feeling. I grab my bag from the sofa. Wait...this isn't my bag! My bag's dark blue, this one's black. Who's bag is this? Oh no.
DAN:
Oh fucking hell! I picked up the wrong bag, my bags black not blue. I can't even do my homework now, great. I decide to open the bag so I can figure out who's it is, but I can't really find any identification off of the books or work. I sigh because I'm just about to give up when I see another book.
This book look's like a journal. I open it and on the first page I see 'Phil Lester.' Oh so this is Lester's bag. I bite my lip, should I really read this? I mean it's his thoughts that are private...
I decided to read it, because it's just to interesting not to. I flip threw to the most recently written in pages because I don't want to look through the whole thing. I open to a page from last week and read it.
'Dear Journal
I don't know why I bother any more, I'm worthless and stupid, I'm ugly and everyone hates me. Maybe I should just hang myself.
-Phil
PHIL:
I try to look through the bag, maybe I'd know who's it is. There's nothing that can tell me. I finally find a school book, crammed into the bag.
Dan Howell
Oh great, i've just gone and picked up one of my school bullies bags. He'll probably beat me up even more mecilessly since he has my journal, and him being him, he's bound to look through it. He'll probably find it really funny, and tell the whole school.
DAN:
I widened my eyes while I continue to read through the rest of the pages.
'Dear journal
I bought a rope today. I don't think I'll ever really use it, It's just there so I know that if things get that bad I have a way out, it makes me feel better, kind of like a safety net.
Phil.'
'Dear journal
It's hard to write, the bullies really hurt my hand so I wont write much. I don't know how much more of this I can take.
