I Remember

Part 3: Dan's POV

"Phil," I said with every ounce of strength I have left. "Can you kiss me?" 

He burst into tears and put his lips on mine. They were soft and warm and it was the most passionate kiss we have had yet. My nerves explode from warmth and a pulse of energy despite my injuries and undeniable weakness. As he pulls away slightly, I still feel his lips emitting warmth upon mine, his tears lightly dripping onto my cheeks. I gaze at him. I focused on his eyes; Those brilliant pools of blue life. They were filled with worry, like I hoped I would never have never see. If it was my time, I wanted it to be my last memory before I go.

"Phil, I will savor and remember this moment until the day I die." Phil sobbed even harder, his tears dripped down his cheeks leaving clean trails in the dirt and blood on his cheeks. Probably because he knows that might not be long from now.

We were lifted into the ambulance. An oxygen mask was hooked on to my face and I couldn't help but sleep. I was always conscious of Phil holding my hand and snuggling against me. At least we get to snuggle like we wanted, but not in the way we expected.

And I couldn't help but think: This isn't fair. I don't want to leave my life. I don't want to leave Phil. I don't want to leave my followers. Why did this have to happen to us? We've never done anything wrong. That couple shaking their heads at us in dismay while we were in the restaurant... why couldn't this happen to them? They are probably laughing silently to each other saying that we are going to hell because we love each other and both happen to have dicks. Now we have to snuggle in the back of an ambulance, both of us almost dead in different ways.