The Missing Lester {phan}

12.

Woke up. Next day probably? I couldn't tell. I was feeling dizzy. When my vision was almost at the right place, I saw Abigail in the distance, laughing with her thoughts.

"Good morning Phil!" She said. "You have no idea how messed up Dan was yesterday... but I bet you hate him now."

"Yeah..." Why did I said that? I still loved him!!

"Let's just forget him right sweetie?" Abigail said, with a very sweet voice, almost comforting. Why is she acting like this with me out of the sudden?

"Yeah..." What's wrong with me?

"Wow, this thing that I forgot the name actually worked huh? How do you feel about loving Dan?"

"I'm not sure..." What was going on with me?

"Good..." She received a text. It was from my phone. Her expression changed and she was serious. "I guess I'm going to call my friend to bring me more of the stuff... Stay there, quiet okay?"

"Okay..." WHAT THE FRICK IS WRONG WITH ME?

A couple hours went by. I didn't eat anything in about a day and I was starving. I was tired and I just really wanted some company. I tried 'summing' Imaginary Dan.

"Dan? Where are you?" No replies. "I'm so sorry for what I said yesterday! I really miss you okay? I would really like to see the same t-shirt you wear every time I imagine you, see your hair, look at your eyes..." The drug did something with my mind for sure. It became a weird mixture of chains of thoughts.

A few moments later, I heard some police sirens outside. Then they suddenly stopped. Maybe they weren't for me. It was okay though. Abigail then came downstairs. She seemed desperate.

"Be quiet okay babe, I'm going to check something very quick okay?"

"What the fuck? Babe?"

"Ugh it wasn't that effective right? Never mind, just keep your mouth shut or I'll... UGH!" She once again taped my mouth.

I couldn't hear anything other than my thoughts. Something was out of the ordinary. I couldn't identify what was going on.

All of a sudden, I heard Dan's voice. Not inside my head but from upstairs, among with some other voices.

"D-dan? Dan?" I tried shouting. My throat was dry and it hurt.

"Phil?" I heard from upstairs. I felt already the first tears running down my face. It was definitely Dan. I lost my voice for a moment. I saw him coming downstairs. He was real.

"PHIL!" He screamed. I could see that he was very worried. He in fact did everything he could to find me and he spent some tough time by himself. He also looked like he finally got his reward from suffering for so long.

He ran to my direction. He took the chains around me and the tape on my mouth.

"D-dan! D-d-dan!! Y-you're h-h-here!" I was sobbing. "Y-you're my h-hero!"

"Sorry I didn't came here earlier! Sorry, I'm so sorry." He started crying. Why was he apologizing? He didn't do anything wrong! "I should have called the cops before or realized..."

"S-stop apologizing Dan, you're here, and that i-is what m-matters." I pulled him for a hug. "I, I... I love you Dan!"

"I love you too Phil!" He said. I was so happy that, for impulse, I turned my face and kissed his lips. It wasn't the best moment to have a first kiss but it was great. I could finally feel Dan's lips touching mine, taste his mouth. We stopped and we just hugged for a few minutes.

"NOOO!!" Abigail shouted from upstairs. "FUCK YOU DANIEL!"

"A-abigail is c-coming! H-hide Dan!" I said. For a moment I was scared to lose Dan again. I couldn't let that happen.

"Don't worry Phil, the police is here with me. They're going to take her."

"Thank you for saving me Dan!!" We kissed for the second time. Dan held my hand to get me up. I instantly fell onto the floor. I forgot how to walk. He immediately helped me get up and put my arm around his shoulder to help me walk out of there. Dan is gentleman.

"And that's what happened. I hid some irrelevant details because... well it's not important for the case I guess... Is that enough?" He asked to the detective.

"I believe that was enough Mr. Lester. If we need anything else for the case, we'll call you."

We went back home. I was impressed with the fact Phil told the detective about his feelings and his hallucinations. I then said, joking:

"Wow, I'm really stuck on your life, even when I'm far from you, you still talk to me..."

He giggled. He went to his room. I decided to give him some space. While that, I decided to make some toast and tea for us.

"Dan?" He said from his room. "Where are you?"

"Oh, I'm at the kitchen making a quick snack for us!!"

"Just please come here!!" The snack was ready anyway, so I brought it there.

When I got into his room, his bed sheets were out of place. He was sat in the corner of the bed, inviting me to sit next to him. I gave him the toast and the tea as he thanked me. Damn, I missed being next to him. At least this nightmare was over.

"How did you find me?" He asked.

"Well, I need to be honest with you, I was so depressed without you that it took a long time to... you know... open my eyes and realize that I needed to call the cops and that Abigail kept you there. Sorry about that."

"Don't worry, I'm here now with you and that's all that matters." He smiled but I knew he was traumatized with the whole experience.

"The funny thing is I met a psychologist Phil." I said. "And his daughter watches us and he helped me look at the right time."

"Really? That's so cool!" He said. "Did you get his number?"

"Yes, I did. He travels a lot but he can give advice through the phone. Maybe he has a therapist friend or something if you need help."

"Thanks Dan." He put the plate and the mug on the bed-side table and hugged me. "Thank you for saving me."

"I'm glad I can look at your beautiful, deep, ocean eyes once again. I was getting nuts without you here on my side Phil."

I could feel his breath, with his head laying on my chest. I saw a tear running down his face. That bitch broke the ray of sunshine that used to live inside Phil. I hope I'm good enough to fix it. It was one of Phil's best trait of his lovely personality. When I was about to wipe his tear he quickly turned for a kiss.

It was amazing the fact that Phil was such a great kisser. But he was vulnerable and I couldn't keep going. I knew his real intentions but he wasn't okay. He needed time to think. I pushed him away.

"What's wrong Dan?" He asked.

"Sorry, but you're..."

"A mess? Yeah I know. I can't think straight."

"Don't worry Phil, I just want you to be sure of what you want and I want you to be okay."

"Please help me Dan. Will you?"

"Of course."