(Phan) The Angel With A Black Heart.

Feathers

I take a breath of fresh air, feeling alive once again. I open my eyes, looking around me, seeing nothing but a bright light. I look left and right of me, nothing. All I see is the light. I'm lying down on something of unknown. I feel as if I'm floating.
"I love you, Dan.." I hear my mum say.
I smile thoughtfully and let tears roll down my face.
"Dan, you're the best son any man could ask for." My dad firmly says.
I cry happily.
"Danny.. I love you.." I hear Phil say.
I close my eyes and let out a deep sigh.
"Take me away.." I whisper.
I hear soft music. It wraps me up like a mother's hug.
I open my eyes, seeing myself surrounded by family and my best friend Phil.
"Hey, Dan!" Phil says, happily.
I cry softly and give him a tender embrace.
"I've missed you so much, Phil!" I say crying onto his shoulder.
"Wait.. No!" I say, pushing him away.
"There has to be a catch!" I scream angrily.
"No catch, Danny." Mum says, looking worried at me.
"No! You hate me!" I say to my mum.
I rush through the world, looking for a way out.
"There's gotta be a catch! This can't possibly be real!" I scream at the sky.
"There's no catch.." Phil says beautifully, his eyes sparkling at me.
"..You're not real.." I whisper.
"What are you on about, Dan?" He giggles.
"How do I get out of here?!"
"Well.. Erm.."
"How. Do. You. Get. Out.??!" I say, firmly.
"Here just.. I'll send you anywhere you want.."
"Take me to Phil.."

I appear in Phil's bedroom, he's weeping on a live chat.
"It's so lonely without Danny here.." He cries.
I appear behind him.
I look at the comments.
DANN! WHAT THE WHAT?? DANNY IS ALIVEEE!!
"What are you on about?" Phil says, reading the comments.
Look behind you!!
"Oh my god.." He says, his eyes sparkling at me.
"Hiya, Phil."
"You're.. You're an angel.. Well, literally."
"Yes, yes I know."
"You're.. Gorgeous.."
He then shuts his computer without giving his fans a goodbye and steps to me.
"How'd you get here?"
"Oh, Heaven version of you sent me." I giggle.
"I'm in your Heaven?" He blushes.
"Yes.. You mean a lot to me, Phil."
"R-really?"
"Yes, Phil."
"When must you return?"
"I'm not going back, but I remain dead.. And invisible to all.."
"So.. Can I touch you?"
"Afraid not."
"That'll be a bummer.. But at least your here. I have one question, though."
"Yes?"
"Why am I the only person who communicates with you?"
"Because I told the angels to send me to you and be with you forever."
"Awe, Dan.." He blushes.
"I had a horrific time in Hell.. The demons broke me.." I whisper sadly.
He frowns at me.
"I'm a broken angel.." I say, half smiling.
"Danny.. Don't dwell on the past.." He says.
"Too bad I can't get on the internet.." I say, smiling.
"I feel so alone.. No one can ever see me.. Everyone believes I'm dead.." I say with misty eyes.
"Dan.. At least you're here..?" Phil says, trying to reassure me.
"You don't understand what it's like to be dead.."
"Well.. Why did you commit genocide?"
"I thought that's what you wanted?.."
"Silly, Danny." Phil says, smiling reaching for me.
"Phil. What are you doing? I'm dead?"
He grabs my hand.
My eyes widen.
"How can this be.. Possible?" I say, inspecting my friends hand on mine.
"Dan.. I-I.. I don't know..?" He whispers, with widened eyes.
"I guess.. There's something special about you." I say, smiling sweetly.
"What do you mean?"
"I don't know. Just.. Ever since I've been dead.. I've had this.. Connection with you. I feel like we're closer than we've ever been.. But I don't know why."
"Oh." Phil giggles, "I feel the same way."
"I've missed you. You have no idea what I've been through to get here." I say grasping my friend's hand tighter.
I then look down, then jerk my hand away.
"What is it, Dan?" Phil says in shock.
I turn away from him, clenching my fist tightly, holding back tears.
"Dan?" Phil says, grasping my shoulders.
"It's.. Wh-what you said.. You said y-you forgave me.. B-but we-we're not fr-friends.. R-re-remember?.." I stutter.
"Dan.. That was before-"
"BEFORE WHAT? I WAS DEAD? YOU HAVE BROKEN ME, PHIL!" I shout.
"I... I was angry.."
"YEAH AND LOOK WHAT BEING ANGRY CAUSED! YOU PLAYED WITH MY EMOTIONS, YOU SAID YOU FORGAVE ME! YOU SAID YOU LOVED ME! YOU SAID YOU WERE MY BEST FRIEND! NOW I'M.. I'M... I'M DEAD!!" I shout, enraged at this point.
"Danny.. You being dead is you're own fault.. I just couldn't take your rebellious way anymore.. I needed time to myself to think.. I tried to come over and apologize, but you were dead. I called the ambulance, I tried to save you, Danny.." He whispers.
I sigh in defeat.
"I guess it is all my fault.. I'm sorry, Phil. For everything."
He smiles softly, he stares into my now sparkling, angel eyes and my shimmering, pale skin and my majestic wings fluttering, reflecting light onto my cheek bones.
"Dan.. I.. Uhm.. You're so beautiful." He says with loving eyes.
"Yeah, angels tend to be beautiful." I say, listening to my soft, majestic voice.
"Well.. Not just because you're an angel.. But it just makes you even more beautiful." He says, licking his lips
"Well.. Erm.. Thanks, Phil." I say, making my shimmering skin turn a light pink colour.
"Awe, Danny. It's so cute when you blush." Phil says, holding my angel wings, pulling me to him.
"These wings are pretty awesome." I say awkwardly.
He smiles softly, tickling the part of my wings that connect to my back.
"Oh my god! Stop it! Stop it!" I say, giggling and hitting my friend.
"Well. These wings are pretty great." He says, blushing.
He kisses one single feather on my wings, causing me to giggle and slightly moan.
"I like these wings of yours.." He smiles, softly.
"Phil.." I blush, smiling idiotically.
"What, Dan?" He smiles softly, petting my wing.
"Mmnngh.. St-stop." I moan.
"You don't like it?" He smirks, grabbing my wing softly, then firmly.
"Nnmmgh.. Ohhh.." I moan, my face turning now blood red.
He then massages my wings with both of his hands.
"Ohhhh.. Ahh..!" I moan, trying to pull away.
"Danny?" He says sweetly, yanking my wings towards him.
"Phil.. Stop. This is.. W-weird.." I stutter, beads of sweat forming on my forehead from the intense pleasure.
"You said you were bisexual.. Right?" He smirks, stroking my feathers.
"N-no.. I don't.. I don't-ohhhhh-think s-soo.." I moan.
"Well you are now.." Phil says softly, yanking one of my feathers.
"Ahhh..! Stop.." I moan, sweating bullets now.
"Okay, fine." He says teasingly, backing away from me.
"Th-thank you.." I stutter, falling to the ground, hiding my throbbing member.
"I-I didn't think my wings had sweet spots." I stutter, looking up at my friend.
"Well.. Learn something new every day I guess.." He says nervously.
"Phil.." I whisper.
"Yes, Dan?"
"Why do you keep playing with my emotions?" I say, standing up, making my erection disappear and my face originating.
"I don't know.. I guess I really don't know how I feel of you." He whispers.
"Well, how do you think you feel of me?"
"Well.. Right now.. I.. I just.. You're my best friend." He says lovingly.
"Awe, Phil.. I feel the same way.. But why do keep tossing my emotions around? You love me? You hate me? You love me? I'm your best friend? What is it?!?!" I shout, pulling my glittering hair.
"I just.. I really love you.. I'm just.. Trying not to screw this up.."
"If you love me.. Stop telling me otherwise.." I say, biting my pierced lip.
"I just.. I don't know how you feel of me?" He whispers.
"That doesn't matter." I say, shamefully, looking down.
"It means the world to me.."
"All you need to know is.. You're my best friend. You've changed my life. I can never repay you for the kindness you've done for me. I don't know how I could have ever felt anything other than sadness and anger without you around. Thank you, Phil."
He nods, unsatisfied.
"But screw you for making me commit suicide." I giggle.
He smiles softly.
"You have no idea how sorry I am.." He says, holding my wings.
"I-it's o-okay.. Just.. Ohhhh.." I moan.
"Oh, sorry!" He shouts, jerking away.
"It-it's okay.." I say, panting.
I look down, seeing my throbbing erection.
"Awh shit!" I say, hiding it with my hands, "Look Phil, these wings," I say, pointing at my wings. "are off limits!"
He giggles, grabbing them again, but harshly this time.
"Ahhh.. W-what did I s-say Ph-Phil?.." I moan.
"What? Psh. I don't remember." He smirks, pushing his thumbs onto my feathers.
"Ph- Ohhhh.. Shhhiiittt..." I moan.
He licks the shell of my wings.
I gulp in pleasure and bite onto my pierced lip.
He nibbles it slightly.
"Mmnunnghh.. Ohhhh.. St-stop it!" I moan, kind of frustrated now.
"Okay, okay. Later then.." He giggles pulling away.
I still feel the sensation of Phil's warm body heat and cool saliva on my wings, causing me to still be panting.
I hover up, so he can't reach my wings, while smiling down at Phil.
"Hey now, that's not fair!" He giggles, child-like.
I hover down to him, smiling sweetly looking into his striking blue eyes.
"Hey, beautiful." He says, smiling sweetly.
I smile sweetly, biting down on my pierced lip.
"You're such a tease, you know that, right?" He giggles.
I hover back on the ground, closing my wings, leaving the sweet spots unexposed.
"I love you, Phil.." I whisper onto the back on of his neck.
"Kiss me then.." He says, turning to face me.
I turn back to his back, leaving a firm slap on his behind and giggling.
He laughs while blushing as I fly away to my empty bedroom.