Phil of the Future: Breathe
Written by Cherrygurl1225
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from Disney Channel's Phil of the Future. I am merely using them for the purposes of this fic and for the sheer enjoyment of other POTF fans like myself.
Rating: M for language and references to rape
Summary: All she has to do is breathe… Pheely one shot.
Author's Note: This is my very FIRST POTF fic, so please don't flame! Though I do appreciate constructive criticism if you guys have any good suggestions. Inspiration came from reading a bunch of POTF fics tonight and watching the final ep online where we all get the Pheely moment we've all been waiting for. I LOVE the Disney Channel and although POTF isn't my fav Disney show, I still love Phil and Keely together. It's too sweet to pass up, isn't it? The title of the story as well as the first chapter and the first line or so comes from the song "Breathe" by Anna Nalick.
Story Notes: This is also my first EVER R or M rated fanfic. I'm more of a PG-13 kinda gal. Hope this reads okay and isn't too overwhelming. I don't wanna overdo it on the mature content.
ENJOY!
Chapter 1 Breathe
Breathe. Just breathe. Breathe…
She couldn't. Instinct guided her. It was all instinct now. Something such as this that had put her in a haze, barely aware of what was going on around her anymore as she awaited the fall – how she would inevitably tumble down deeper and deeper into a gaping mass of nothingness. It would all become nothing; she would feel nothing; hear nothing; see nothing; taste nothing. And this was where she would come to rest for all eternity…with nothing; just nothing…everything would be nothing…
Breathe…
Although somehow she couldn't quite convince herself it was over yet. The young girl's struggles intensified as she fought and bucked against the cruel misgivings of her assailant who was positioned suggestively on top of her. He spares her no mercy as she becomes his prey, her quivering form reluctantly giving into his lewd behavior. Pinned down on her bed by his massive frame, he had her right where he wanted her. He could now leave his mark and claim Keely Teslow as his and his alone.
His breath was warm upon the base of her neck as he kissed her mercilessly and with a rampant, unforgiving passion, one like she had never experienced before. She continued her never-ending fight against him, but to no avail.
"No, please! STOP! NO!" she cried out in wracked sobs, which she doubted anyone would hear. This was how she would die. At the lecherous hands of this murderous bastard who delighted in the fact that she could soon be breathing her last breath.
Adjusting himself slightly, he tugged at the ends of her nightgown, pulling it up slightly.
"Now you'll learn," the harsh voice cackled in her ear.
In a nearly effortless movement he thrust himself inside of her, pleased at how easy it had been. Only a few moments and it would all be over. Two bodies moved in rhythmic movements to the erotic beat of the world around them; it didn't matter if Keely resisted. Her fight was lost – a loosing battle against his rough masculinity.
As he moved out, she seized the opportunity to try and kick him off of her once more. She was partly successful as she kicked him though he recovered quickly sending an unusually hard blow to Keely's skull.
Help me, Phil… She thought fleetingly as she tumbled into the crevice of darkness, which avariciously welcomed her.
Just breathe…
Author's Note: Well, that's all for now! I was originally gonna have this as a one shot fic, but decided against it because I don't know exactly where I'm going with the story yet and I'm not usually used to writing such short chapters. So all of this is new to me. Please leave me a review cuz I'd LOVE to know what you guys think so far!;)