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Phil should be home by now. I was sure of this, he always came back at exactly the same time.
I knew this, and not because I was a stalker, more like 'until when can I be out of my room until he comes back' sort of thing.
I paced around the kitchen, maybe I should call him. I still had his phone number.
-He probably decided it was too much being in the house at the same time with a fag like you.-
He seemed nice, why would he do -
-Didn't I make myself clear? Being in the same environment, same house, with a fag like you makes him want to be with normal people! NORMAL!-
Normal, huh. Something I have never been. I felt myself tremble a bit, my hands shook. I kept trying to stop them but they just shook harder.
Normal, normal, normal, normal....
NORMAL!
I didn't even realise when I closed my eyes but when I opened them I heard a terrible crash. Looking around quite paranoid I saw a broken vase, one of Phil's plants falling sadly out of it.
I couldn't see anything that could've broken it. The window was closed and nothing had fallen on it.
What just happened?
I stared at it in horror, my eyes were open and staring in pure disbelief.
"-yeah! And remember when you-DAN! Um, didn't expect you out of your room. Not that there's anything bad about that just- HEY! Isn't that Susan? "
I could barely register what was happening but Phil was home, and he had company.
"Wh-who's Su-Susa-an? " I stuttered pathetically like usual. I hated every single tone of my voice. I wasn't sure what I looked like but it sure as fuck wasn't confident because Phil's blond friend seemed to be concerned.
And so did Phil himself.
I quickly snapped out of my terrified haze and hurriedly started picking up the broken pieces with my shaking hands. I kept looking at the floor because I knew I looked horrible right now. Phil must be disgusted.
"Here I'll pick it up" I trembled and my voice shook. "Ju-just here I-I'll pick it up for-for you" I continued pathetically.
"Dan! Stop, you're shaking! You'll cut yourself. " Phil's voice warned me but I ignored him. It had to be me who broke the vase. And if it was me I could be kicked out of the apartment.
Let's not mention Phil loved his plants.
"N-no, it, it's fine. " I said ,to in a way, just say something and not stay quiet. From the corners of my vision I saw him kneel beside me and start taking the shattered pieces off the floor.
"Auuu! " I yelped as a sharp piece of the vase cut my pinkie. The cut was rather deep, hurt like hell, and was bleeding. I clung it in instinct.
Bloody hell
"Here, let me help you. " and for the first time in a long time someone comforted me while I was in pain.
Phil took my hand and led me to the kitchen sink. I was so shocked someone was helping me I didn't even react.
Phil was about to pull up my sleeves to not get them wet, but I quickly reacted, stopping him. He couldn't see the cuts, he shouldn't, he mustn't.
"Come on Dan, your sleeves will get wet, I'm sure you wouldn't want that. " He said his face etched in confusion. I just refused to. Phil sighed and dipped my finger under the cool water, his gentle fingers still holding my hand softly.
I like it.
I heard malicious laughter and I immediately knew it was the voice.
-Aw, has the little fag fallen in love?-
It taunted me, seeping insecurities into me. I tried ignoring it.
"That's it Dan. " Phil smiled at me, it felt like the insecurities were washing themselves out. And yet in the corners of my mind I heard the voice cursing.
"You should go to sleep Dan. " again his sweet voice washed away the pain, insecurities, and most importantly the voice became quieter.
I smiled happily not even processing what I was doing. Turning around I sleepily touched the area that had been held by Phil. He just seemed so nice, maybe I should stop avoiding him.
For the first time in years I fell asleep peacefully.
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Louise watched as Phil cleaned off the remains of the vase. She was suspicious, there was some energy surrounding it. And that roommate of Phil's. There was only one more way to look through this.
"Here Phil let me help you. " She smiled cheerfully, crouching down she started picking up the pieces.
"You don't have to, it's my apartment. " Phil as sweet as ever refused, but she was having none of it.
"No Phil, I'm your friend. " Louise said as she picked up another piece.
There was definitely some energy in here, and she had an idea who put it there.
"I'm over here, you can go home Louise."
If it were some other day she would've refused but she had matters to attend to.
"Alright! See you! " Louise waved and exited quickly. As she walled down the stairs she saw a figure standing in front of the exit.
"Hello PJ. " She greeted him. PJ just exhaled, he looked really tired.
"I have something to tell you. " He said back not even greeting her. Rude.
"Not even a 'hello'? You need to learn better manners. " She said smiling.
PJ looked up troubled. The flocks of birds flew over them and he just seemed tired of the world.
"This is serious Louise. " He said back instead.
"I have some concerning and serious news too. " Louise admitted.
They both looked at each other.
"It's about Phil. " they said at the same time, both chuckling afterwards.
Phil was always a magnet for trouble. Gazing at Louise PJ clung his head in concern.
"Alright so this is bad, and it's all my fault. But I had to do it and I swear I would've avoided it if I could've-" PJ spoke quickly.
"Cut to the point. "
Sighing PJ looked at her defeated making her wonder what could be so bad.
"I saw Phil and had to delete his memories again. " He spat out so carelessly making the facts tumble to the floor and echo through Louise's mind.
"YOU DID WHAT? " The moment she exclaimed loudly she covered her mouth in alarm. PJ just stood there looking sheepish and scared.
"You know what this can cause PJ, don't you." She whispered back after a moment. He nodded.
"Yeah I do. But look, the good thing is that until no one does magic in front of him it'll be fine!" He assured making it seem all fine. Louise sighed knowing this wasn't quite true.
"This is where my bad news jump in. " She said shamefully. She wished it weren't true , this is after all creating more trouble for her and PJ.
"What is it?" He asked distressed again. "Did you loose the control of your magic? You won't be able to be around him anymore if that's the case Louise. " He scolded even though this situation was partly his fault too.
"I wish, this is even worse. "
PJ just rose his eyebrows in confusion.
"How so? " He asked.
Looking at him Louise sighed feeling like things weren't going to be peaceful anymore.
"Phil's new roommate, Dan, has suppressed powers and they're going wild and are controlled by his unstable emotions." She watched as PJ gaped in disbelief at her.
"And the worst thing is that he's got this energy inside him that I can't recognise."
Things definitely weren't peaceful.