I'm losing what I don't deserve

Phil bit his lip "I stay because i love you, you asshole but all you do is use me. And maybe i don't want to be used any more." he said softly as he turned away.

"Well then maybe you should either grow a pair and take control or go fuck Morrison." Chris frowned deeply.

Phil glared at Chris and pushed him against the wall "Shut up you asshole." he snapped.

"And what if I don't." He hissed lowly. "What are you gunna do?"

Phil growled and cleched his fist, punching the wall next to Chris.

Chris flinched, his eyes wide but the scowl in place.
"Oh wow, that really bothered me....Oh please! Don't hit the wall! whatever you do!"

"Yeah well maybe the next hit won't be the wall." Phil hissed angrily.

"Yeah, you dont have the guts." Chris dared him with his eyes, dared him to hit him.

Phil growled and punched Chris staight on the jaw. "So i don't have the guts Chris." he hissed lowly.

Chris's head was banged back into the wall, his lip spit and the whole side of his jaw already turning blue.
His eyes were wide, unbelieving.......

Phil looked straight in Chris's eyes and hissed "Now shut the hell up."

"F-Fuck you Brookes." Chris spit out a little bit of blood, his eyes staring straight into Phil's.

Phil growled "I said shut up." he hissed as he cleched his fists again.

"And I said fuck you!" Chris glared, his jaw was already cracked...

"Screw you you asshole." Phil yelled as he hit Chris again.

Chris felt his jaw break, felt his head hit the wall, hear the sickening crack. He shuddered as warm liquid dripped into his hair.
His felt stinging in his eyes....
He felt his heart break.....

Phil's eyes widen when he realised what he just did "Chris." he said before he ran for the phone and called 911.

Chris slid down against the wall, leaving a trail of blood where his head slid.
There were two dents in the wall where his head had hit, a small nail poked out of the center of one of the dents, it glinted in the light, laughing as Chris's eyes filled with tears.

Phil ran back to Chris "Chris i'm sorry." Phil said "Chris helps coming just stay with me."

Tears rolled down his cheeks as his vision blurred. It was getting dark...

Phil started crying softly "Chris please just stay with me please." he begged softly as the Ambulance arrived.

The paramedics loaded Chris up, they let Phil ride with them as they drove to the closet hospital.

Phil held Chris's hand as they hurried to the hospital, when they got there they hurried Chris back and made Phil wait in the waiting room. Phil sat with his knees pulled up to his chest as he waited for the doctor.

The doctor stepped into the room.
"Phil Brookes?"

Phil stood up "Yes." he said quickly before he asked "How's Chris?"