Blame Us Cause We Are Who We Are

Title: Blame us cause we are who we are and hate us cause you’ll never get that far

Author: alienangel19852003

Rating: M, language and adult situations

Summary: AU. Enter a world where Phil’s the rebel, Pim’s the well behaved proper girl. Keely’s the shy girl, Seth Wassumer is the most popular guy in school. Owen’s a closeted cheerleader and Keely’s only friend.

A/N: Keely’s sister Calliope, is of course AJ Michalka if you’ve read Falling Through at all, she has kind of cameo in that one.

“We’re the kids who feel like dead ends”

Phil made his way home dizzy and tired. He burst through the door and fell flat on his face, collapsing from sheer emotional exhaustion. He needed to get himself fixed up and go check on Keely, he would need a Wizard and some InvisiSpray.

The light clicked on in the living room and his mother stomped up to him, he was eye level with her blue bunny slippers.

“Phil! How dare you stumble into this house at one in the morning? And where’s Keely?” she demanded.

He didn’t answer he groaned and pushed himself up with his good arm and sat up on his knees clutching the other arm to his body.

“What happened?” she said kneeling on the floor in front of him.

“Nothing.” He answered, not willing to offer any details of his beat down from the pig he stood up and walked into the kitchen, he could hear her stomping right in behind him in those slippers.

“Nothing? You look like hell. You’ve been fighting again haven’t you?”

“Ding, ding I knew one of my parents had a brain.” He said sarcastically as he rifled through the drawer for the Wizard that was kept in the kitchen.

“Don’t get glib with me young man. It’s two in the morning and I’m liable to worse damage than the punk who stomped the hell out of you.” She told him.

He raised an eyebrow. Sarcasm was definitely something he’d inherited from her. She often got annoyed when it was used against her.

“I discovered that in this century, people physically discipline their children. If grounding and lectures don’t work, I will spank you if it comes down to it.” She said firmly.

Phil blinked that was wrong on so many levels, “I’m almost seventeen. You can’t just put me across your knee. I’m shocked that you would even suggest something like that. Parenting ideas like are the very thing has got me into this mess in the first place.” Phil said.

“Now would you mind?” he asked handing her the Wizard.

She rolled her eyes and zapped him with it. His arm and his other wounds and bruises felt instantly better but the pain in his chest didn’t fade. His heart hurt, he was so worried about Keely.

“I’ve got some things to do…so…” Phil stated before heading upstairs.

“Uh unh, what part of grounded do you not understand? You aren’t going anywhere but up to bed.”

“Mom. This is important.” He said.

“You want to finish what you started on the guy you were fighting with?”

“No, a friend of mine needs help.”

“Phil, you’ve used that one before. You disappeared for three days the last time you said that.”

“Please Mom…” Phil said on the verge of tears for the third time this evening.

“Phil…the tears aren’t going to work either. You used that when you wanted an advance on your allowance last month.” She told him.

“This is different. I’m different.” He said.

“You used that one too, now upstairs.”

“Fine.” He whispered going upstairs.

He collapsed on the bed in his room. He got up again and went to his closet for the InvisiSpray with every intention of sneaking out of his house and into Keely’s. He turned to find his mother looming in the doorway.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“Nothing…” He lied.

He could leave and openly defy his mother. But he was trying to prove he really had changed. He put the spray back and went to sit on his bed, he picked up a book of poetry.

“You should really get some sleep,” she said.

He glared at her, “I’m not tired.” He said dropping his gaze to the page in his book.

She took a seat at his drums, “If you’re staying up then I’m staying up.”

Phil sighed, they were too much alike. Both were so stubborn it could go on for hours.

“Where is Calli did she go home?” he asked praying someone would at least be there for Keely.

“She went down the street to her grandmother’s house for the night.” She answered.

“She all alone with him.” He whispered to himself.

“What?”

“Oh…nothing…” he whispered.

He kept his eyes on the page, but his heart, his thoughts, and even his prayers were with Keely.


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The ride back to her house was a silent one, for once Bryce kept his mouth shut. But Keely knew when he was quiet it was going to be worse. Well, at least he said he would leave Phil alone. She hated leaving him all the way out there hurt because of her and her stupid fucked up life.

She shouldn’t have let him in; she should have known this would happen. They pulled up in her driveway and he pulled her out of the truck over the console and out of the driver’s side door.

Keely was still crying softly, a change from the horrible broken sobs that had escaped her when they started driving away from Phil. She felt certain that Bryce was going to kill her. Or at the very least make her wish he had.

He shoved open the door and threw her inside, she stumbled trying to move away from him, he was less wobbly now recovering from the beating he’d taken from Phil a few minutes earlier.

“You sneak out to go fool around with that boy in the middle of nowhere, and I find you out there all painted up like trash.” He said advancing toward her.

She bit down hard on her lip, as his foot slammed into her stomach, that Bryce was awfully fun of kicking. A few more violent tortuous kicks and Keely was on her side shrinking back behind a chair in the living room.

He turned over the chair and reached down pulling her up by her hair, “You can’t hide from me. You’re stuck with me and I’m stuck with you.” He told her.

She let out a wail of anguish as he pulled her to her feet, and then he slapped her hard on the cheek. She didn’t scream, she was too shocked to move reeling from the blow he swung on her again, hitting her with his fist this time. It connected with her face and she met the carpet yet again. And he went back to stomping on her again. She gave into the pleasant loss of consciousness.


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Calli sighed and unlocked the door to her home. She tried not to worry when Keely didn’t call her after the date. She hoped everything was okay, she’d come home at seven from her grandmother’s to check on Keely.

“Keely?” Calli called, she heard no sounds no signs of life.

Bryce’s truck hadn’t been in the driveway, she hoped he would be at work and that Keely would be fine upstairs sleeping. Keely’s car hadn’t been there either, that gave Calli hope.

She heard a whimper from behind the chair; she walked over biting her lip hoping that the noise hadn’t come from her sister. She gasped at the sight of her sister’s broken form lying on the floor curled into a tight ball on the floor. She was covered in bruises, her lip was bleeding. Her eyes were swollen shut, blackened.

Calli had seen her like this only once before, she had never wanted to see it again.

“Keely?” she sobbed.

Keely took a wretched breath that terrified Calli; she knelt on the floor next to her.

“I’m fine, Monkey…” she whispered, every word seemed a struggle.

“You’re not fine, you shouldn’t try to talk…” She whispered, “I’ve got to call an ambulance.”

“NO!” Keely screamed trying to sit up.

“You shouldn’t move, I’ll take care of you…” Calli whispered, tears falling down her cheeks.

Calli went through the motions of taking care of her sister; they kept a lot of first aid around. Calli was used to taking care of her when things got really bad. She helped Keely upstairs to bed, helped her change, tended to her split lip, there wasn’t much she could do for her ribs which were surely broken, and she put ice packs on her eyes.

Keely fell asleep around ten; she had tried to tell Calli what happened but she’d been too weak to finish, Calli had brought her water and some soup. She couldn’t get her to eat the soup though.


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Keely swam up from a sea of unconsciousness, gasping for breath. She hurt all over, but her first thought was Phil. Was he okay? Did he make it home? Was he in a lot of pain?

Calli was asleep on the other side of the bed.

“Monks…” she whispered.

Her eyes fluttered open.

“Keely…how are you?”

“Better…have you heard anything from Phil?”

“No, I left his place around ten and went to Grandma Norma Jean’s.”

“Oh…”

“What happened?”

“Bryce found us…they fought it was a thing, and this was my punishment…” she whispered tears flooding her eyes.

“Keely don’t cry, I’ll call him he’ll come over and we’ll sneak him out before Bryce comes home.”

“Okay…” she whispered, “Was there a jacket on the floor downstairs near where you found me?”

Calli got out of the bed and picked up Phil’s jacket off Keely’s chair, “This?”

“Yes.” Keely sat up, her poor bruised muscles protested as she took the jacket.

Digging through the pocket she found the Wizard. She sighed, relieved that he hadn’t found it.

Calli stared at her with a worried expression before going off to call Phil.


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It was a little after lunch when the phone on Phil’s nightstand rang. His mother had left her vigilant and sleepy post in his room and gone downstairs to make lunch, Phil had declined the offer to eat he just sat there waiting for something. He didn’t know what.

The ringing of the phone scared him out of his trance, he picked up the black cordless phone after fumbling with the button he mumbled a hello.

He hung up five minutes later, it had been Calli on the other end, Keely was hurt and she wanted to see him. He had to go, waiting was over it didn’t matter if his mother grounded him for the next century he was going to see Keely. He got up and threw on some clothes, his mother had forced him to shower and at least put on his pajamas and pretend he was going to sleep even if he didn’t.

He climbed out of his window and into the tree in the front yard. He slid down the trunk of the tree and jumped off the ground before racing over to the Teslow house. Calli pulled open the door before he could even knock. She looked sad and a bit guilty.

“She’s upstairs.” She said simply, “She was hurt really bad but she wouldn’t let me call for an ambulance. I’m so scared for her.”

“I’ll handle it.” He said running up the stairs two at time.

He found Keely’s bedroom easily enough it was purple and pink everything girly. The sight of her in that bed all battered and broken damn near killed him.

“Phil,” she whispered opening the eye that wasn’t swollen shut all the way.

“I’m here Keels…”he whispered sobbing as he completely took her in.

He went to hold her, gently he was afraid nearly everything on her hurt. She cried in his arms for a few minutes.

“I can make you feel better do you still have my Wizard?”

She nodded and brought it out from behind her pillow and handed it to him.

“What are you going to do?”

“I have to heal you…”

“You can’t he knows how bad he hurt me. He’ll get suspicious; I can’t have him finding out about you.” She said gently.

She was so sweet to want to protect his secret over her own well being.

“Let me at least take some of the pain away, I don’t want you to hurt anymore. I wish I would have just ran with you last night.” He whispered.

She stroked his face, he sighed his eyes falling close more tears falling down his face her touch was so light and so gentle.

“Okay.” She whispered.

He zapped her with the Wizard.

“That’s a lot better thanks.” She told him.

“I’d do anything for you Keely. I’d die for you I don’t know why I couldn’t kill him when I had the chance.”

“Because, it wouldn’t have been the right thing to do. You know that it would make you just as bad as he is.”

“I love you so much; it kills me to see you like this.”

“I look horrible I know.” She whispered looking away.

“You’re beautiful to me Keely no matter what.” He leaned in and lightly kissed her lips.

Calli came running into the room, “Phil, you’ve got to go he’s back.”

“Alright,” he kissed Keely one more time.

“If anything else happens call me okay.” He grabbed his Wizard and headed for her window.

He sprinted the whole way home and climbed back into his window to find his mother sitting on his bed. She gave him a severe lecture and told him she would be his shadow through out the weekend.

She made good on her promise. She slept in his room, hung out in the bathroom while he showered and shaved, she even waited outside while he used the bathroom. He never got a single chance to go check on Keely. He knew that if anything else happened Calli would call him or try to find him. He was a bit relived that she’d come home to take care of Keely, his heart broke when he thought of her lying there alone and hurt.

By Monday he was thankful to go to school he’d probably see her there. He was standing in front of Messerschmitt’s class when she came walking down the hall in her trademark baggy clothes, the only exception was his leather jacket added to the mix, she had the bill of a Dodgers hat hanging over her eyes partially covering the shiners, they’d come along way since he’d last saw her they were beginning to fade.

He smiled and approached her, she ran part of the way her messenger bag flopping as she did. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her gently, it felt so right her being in his arms.

“I love you so much Keel, I’m glad you’re doing better.”

“I feel great and that’s all thanks to you Phil.”

“He hasn’t hit you or anything?”

“Not since the other night, he’s pretty much left me alone. You did a number on him the other night. He needed stitches in his head.” Keely said.

“I should have done him a lot worse.” Phil said.

“Phil…”

“I know Keels, I just…damn…I hate to see you go through this alone, I feel like I’m fucking useless now. You won’t let me do anything…” He said.

“I’ll let you kiss me and hold me, that helps me a lot more than you know.” She tried to smile.


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The bell rang and Messerschmitt began herding them into the classroom. The day passed in a blur for Keely. They both had to go straight home after school, so they couldn’t hang out long. Keely dropped Phil off at his house, even though she wasn’t supposed to. They made out before Phil went inside and Keely drove to Handsometown at breakneck speed to pick up Calli. Calli was excited a school project she was working on, and Keely didn’t notice the SUV following her, in fact she didn’t see it behind her when she left Phil’s house.

Keely parked her car in the driveway and Bryce pulled in right behind her.

“Do you think I’m stupid?” He demanded.

“You really don’t want me to answer that…” Calli glared at him.

He ignored her, “I saw you with that boy, I told you to stop seeing him.

“I never ask for anything. He’s the one good thing in my life please don’t take him from me.” Keely said before heading into the house.

“He’s trouble, he made you openly defy me. He’s the reason for all your bruises.” Bryce said.

Calli scoffed and stalked upstairs.

“You’re going to learn to listen to me Keely one way or another. You’re going to stop seeing this boy or I’m going to start on him you hear me?”

“Yes, sir.” Keely said before running upstairs.

Later, that night she was lying in bed after doing her homework, making dinner and washing dishes, being called a wortheless slut and getting her ass groped in passing by her slightly drunk and always psychotic stepfather.

She was thankful that he’d gotten drunk and passed out downstairs. He probably wouldn’t be coming up to pay her a visit, and for that she was relieved.

There came a light tap at her window. She got out of bed and peered out. It was Phil standing on the ledge she opened the window and quickly let him in.

“I had to see you again…” He whispered, “I think it’s fucked up that we can’t spend anytime together.”

“Me too.” She whispered, he was so close to her only a breath away if that.

He kissed her hard, his hands running along her back feeling her through the thin material of her nightgown. His touch was amazing and yet scary, she wouldn’t dare ask him to stop.

He broke away panting, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be so forceful,”

“I–it’s okay… Phil. This is a walk in the park compared to most of my nights.” She tried to smile but found she couldn’t she made her way over to her bed.

“Do you want to sleep with me Phil?” she asked.

“I–uh, yeah.” he said, “But I don’t think you want that.”

“I didn’t mean that Phil…” Keely said, “Do you want to lay with me?” she asked.

“That would be great,”

Phil took off his shoes.

“You know you can take your pants and shirt off, it gets kinda hot under these blankets.” She told him.

“I bet it does…” He mumbled, “Keels, I don’t want to make you uncomfortable, sometimes I tend to get a little hard at night.”

“I don’t care, I’ll have to get used to you right? You know before we go there…”

“I’m letting you set the pace, I don’t want to rush you. You’ve been rushed through so much,” Phil said sliding off his jeans and shirt before getting under the covers with her.

“I can’t believe you still want me even though…”

“I would want you no matter what Keel.”

She kissed him again, just as passionately as he’d kissed her coming in. He gently rolled her on her back as he deepened the kiss, his hands on her waist pulling her closer. He tore his lips from her hers and placed hot rough kisses from her jaw to her throat.

She moaned beneath him, he turned her on so much.

“Phil…” she panted.

He pulled away apologizing again.

“I started it no need to apologize.” She mumbled against his neck, he moved away to look at her.

He slid a hand over her shoulder has hand dangerously close to her breast, “Is this okay?”

“Mmmhmmm…” she nodded a little.

A part of her was dying for him to touch her intimately, but she knew that part just want to please Phil to make him happy for all he’d done for her. The other part still wanted him to touch her but was deathly afraid that he wouldn’t want to stop there. That he’d keep going until he finished completely violating her.

He must have saw the signs of the internal war being waged in her mind played out on her face.

“It’s okay baby, I’m just gonna hold you.” He moved off her and pulled her close.

She could feel his hardness against her hip, her breasts were pressed against his shoulder she was certain he could feel how hard her nipples through the thin material of her nightgown. She curled up with him and buried her face in his neck, he set the alarm on his Wizard to go off at five, so he’d be up and out before the drunk stired.

The next day Phil was waiting for Keely in front of Messerschmitt’s class just like he’d done the day before. He saw her making her way through the crowd their eyes met and he started toward her when they were barely a breath away Messerschmitt stepped between them.

“I’m afraid I’m going to have to cut the balcony scene from Romeo and Juliet short this morning. I received strict orders to keep the two of you apart.”

“What?” Phil asked dumbfounded.

“Her stepfather called, and he wants the staff here to have the added burden of making sure you two young lovers keep your hands to yourselves.” Messerschmitt said dryly.

“You can’t be serious,” Keely said.

“I’m afraid I am, Miss Teslow involvement with such a hoodlum could lead to your social ruin.”

“I don’t have anything social to be ruined; my life is wrecked as it is.” Keely said stalking ahead into the classroom

Phil couldn’t believe they’d reached this set back with the community after coming so far in their own relationship. Keely was slowly getting used to the idea of intimacy with him, and he was getting used to going slow with her. And now they couldn’t be together at school. He knew it wouldn’t be feasible for him to sneak out and come up to her room every night, especially with the new warden Barb watching him all the time

Phil didn’t know why things had to be so difficult for him and Keely. It was a one in a million chance coming there and meeting her and it seemed the same fate that brought them together was destined to rip them apart. Phil would be damned if he let that happen. H glared at Messerschmitt. If he didn’t comply to the new rules then chances were Bryce would hurt Keely. He was most certainly not going to let that happen.