When Phil Left

THE WINGS (part 5)

-Phil's POV-

I'm high, high up above the ground. Everyone is beneath me. It's quite odd, seeing the world from this angle. I land on a sidewalk, ruffling out my wings. It's the sidewalk outside of the house I was living in. I take a moment to study my wings. I run my hands over them. The feathers are very soft, softer than the down of a baby duck. They're very silky, and they ruffle at the slightest movement. I try tugging at a feather, but it sends a shock through my wing, and I pull my hand away quickly, inhaling sharply. The wings are composed of mostly black feathers, but there are blue ones here and there. They create a sort of pattern on my wing, creating little dots in lines, rows, and diagonals. They're very pretty, but I've never heard of an angle who had wings that were a colour other than white. It all seems very strange to me.

I turn to the house, and I can sense that Dan is inside. I don't know how long I've been out here for, so I decide to pay him a visit. I wonder if Dan will notice that I'm in the house. I step through the front door, then float-walk around the house for a bit, looking around.

I float upstairs, going to my old bedroom. Dan is sitting on the bed, sobbing. There are tear trails running down his face, and he looks completely broken. His hair is a mess, and it doesn't look like he's showered in a few days. It breaks my heart to see him like this. I look around, and notice that nothing has moved, and dust hasn't settled on anything. I assume he's been in here daily, cleaning everything. I walk over to him and sit on the bed next to him. I wrap my wings around us, wrapping my arms around his waist, trying to hug him. But my arms pass through his body. I try to touch his shoulder, give him any sign that I'm here. But nothing is working. I can't get to him. I sigh and get up, my eyes welling up with tears.

"Dan.. I know you won't be able to hear this.. But I love you. I want you to know that you're loved. By many, not just me. I never got the chance to tell you how much you meant to me. You never read the note I left for you. It's under the picture frame containing the picture of you and I, meeting at the train station, and I hope you'll find it soon.."

I look up and it occurs to me that Dan has disappeared, but I can feel his presence downstairs. He's gathering food from the fridge and throwing it away. The pizza from our last date has gone bad. I can smell it from across the kitchen, and I hear Dan muttering to himself. He almost seems angry. I wish I could help him, but there isn't a way I can get to him. His phone buzzes, but he ignores it. I walk over to his phone, going to turn it on and read the notification to him, like I usually did. But my hand goes straight through the phone.

I frown, huffing lightly. "Damn, I forgot that I can't do this anymore.."

I think about turning on his phone as I'm looking at it, and suddenly, it starts glowing. I assume this is a coincidence, but no new notification has popped up. I raise my eyebrow, imagining the phone in my head. I imagine my finger swiping over the screen, and right before my eyes, the screen turns over to the lock screen. I gasp lightly, putting in the passcode in my mind. Everything that I'm imagining in my mind is happening on the phone. I open his contacts and call my phone. It starts ringing from the living room, and Dan goes over to answer it. When he picks up, he greets me, with a bright voice.

"Hello?" He sounds very confused. He must've noticed that the caller ID said 'My Dork'.

"Dan, can you hear me? I'm on your phone right now, and I thought that maybe this was a way I could communicate things to you" I'm very excited, I think that this might actually work.

His face has a confused look on it. "Hello? Is anyone there?"  After a few moments, he shrugs and hangs up.

I close my eyes, a bit shaken. His voice sounded so happy. His face had lit up completely. He looked so full of joy, even if just for a second. I go over to my phone and open the contacts, calling his phone. When he answers it, his voice is full of longing and sadness.

"H- hello? Phil? I- how can you be calling me? If this is some sick, twisted joke, I'm going to kill someone." His voice gets progressively angrier, and he starts shaking, clenching his fists from where he is in front of the counter.

"DAN! It's me! Please, listen! I can comm-"

The call cuts off and Dan hurls his phone across the room. It shatters against the wall, the screen shattering, the phone itself bending slightly. I sigh and lower my head. All I wanted to do was be able to talk to him. I miss him so much. I thought I would be happy, but the reality of the situation is that I miss Dan too much to be happy. Should I take him with me?  No, no, no. That's a terrible idea. Dan still has the rest of his life to live out. There's no way I could take that from him. I've done enough damage.

I sigh heavily and float out the front door, jumping up, my wings expanding, helping me soar up to the roof. I sit on the edge, watching the passerby, a few people stopping in front of the house, as if they're about to go in, but keep walking.

It's getting lonely up here. There's nobody to talk to, and the sky is getting dark. I hope dan sleeps well tonight. I just want him to be happy again.

Editors note: hey guys! Sorry I forgot to update earlier :c I've literally done nothing all day, but I'm just remembering about the story now xD sorry for such a long wait. I'll probably be writing yet another part tomorrow, so stay tuned! ^-^