12- where am I?

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When I wake up I realize I'm in a bedroom. Black and grey sheets. I look to my left and Colby is sound asleep next to me. But had a bruise on his head telling me he was knocked out. I shake him and he groans. "Wh-what?"he asks. "We need to get out of here" I say. He gets up "where are we?" He asks. "M-me and Dan's old bedroom" I say. He nods. I open the door and there is a hallway.

There is one other bedroom. I cautiously open the door to reveal a kid. He was playing with two cat stuffy's and had black hair

"Hey little Guy" I say. He looks at me with big blue curious eyes "mom?...Is that you?" He shouts. He races up and hugs me "y/n..."Colby starts. I look at him "I'm not your mum dear" I say. He looks like he was about to cry "I-I mean. Yes! Here I am!" I say. Colby realized I wasn't actually the kids mother and nods. Although, he looked very familiar.

"Dad hasn't been nice" he says. I tilt my head "what do you mean?" I ask. He shows me a few bruises and scars. I gasp.

"What's your name?" I ask "why...how don't you remember my name?" He asks "I- I just haven't seen you in some time" I say "I'm Phil. Remember?" He says. I nod "do you wanna get away from dad? Come with mummy?" I ask. He nods "alright. Let's go then" I ask and he nods. He gets up and grabs my hand, holding one of his cat stuffies in his other hand. "Hey Phil" Colby says. As we walk downstairs I shush everyone.

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