Chapter 17 "Time to Tell"
"Are you sure nothing is wrong?" Phil said through the door of his room. They had stopped at Keely's house to get her some clothes before returning to the Diffy residence.
"Uh huh… maybe…" Keely said pulling flannel pants on.
"Keels." Phil said raising an eyebrow.
"Okay… there's something bothering me but it's no big."
"Are you sure?" Phil said cracking the door.
"Yes. And you can come in." Keely said. She was wearing red flannel pants and a gray shirt with the sleeves rolled up, her curly hair pulled up with chopsticks.
"Hey cutie." Phil said picking her up and hugging her. When he set Keely down she walked over to the bed and sat down her smile fading away.
"Fess up." Phil said sitting beside her looking at her.
"Okay, when they took Conner away in the car… I was looking in the back window and her had a knife. If you wouldn't have stopped him that knife would have been in me… or worse you." Keely said so quiet he almost couldn't hear her She got up from the bed and walked over to the window laying her head against the window watching the rain fall over Pickford. Phil never thought about himself being harmed, all he thought about was saving the only person that could make him forget everything with one kiss. He stood up and walked beside her rubbing her back. Her hands twisted and turned the ring on her left hand reflecting the light from the gems and platinum band. He pulled the chopsticks out of her hair letting it fall behind her. He gently pushed locks of hair away from her beautiful green eyes. When he noticed a tear roll down her face he put his hand flat against her cheek wiping it way with his thumb. Phil pulled her into a hug and rocked back and forth to the beat of the rain against the window. He stepped away for a brief moment to flip the lights off so the only light came from the window. Her returned to rocking her gently back and forth, to a rhythm only they could hear. Phil spun her around and dipped her head down as he flashed Keely his signature Phil smile. After he had brought Keely back to standing position she laid her head on his shoulder.
"Keels you've been through a lot. You need rest… don't gimme that look Teslow or your in for it!" Phil said tickling her sides. Keely giggles as she gently pulled his hands away. Phil sat down on his bed with Keely's head resting above his knees. She grabbed a pillow and placed it under her head as Phil covered her in a blanket. Keely lifted her head and pulled her hair put from under it. Phil ran his fingers through it twisting the curls around his finger. Keely looked up at him, his eyes looked so warm and peaceful and his smile made her heart melt. She thought about his smile as she drifted off to sleep. She started to dream, and it wasn't her normal Phil dreams. She was back in the park at the read bridge. Conner was there with the knife pulled out. Phil tried to swing at him but Conner was to fast. He pushed the knife into Phil's stomach. HE dropped to the ground and pulled the knife out. Keely swung a punch but her hand never connected with his face, it simply went through it. Forgetting about Conner Keely dropped down to Phil's side, trying to stroke his hair and grab his hand, but she couldn't.
"Phil no!" Keely screamed. Tears rolled down her cheeks as Phil's chest stopped rising up and down.
"Please no Phil I lo-" Keely was cut of by a gentle shake.
"Keels are you okay?" Phil asked wiping tears away.
"No… I had a dream… Conner… murdered you." Keely said throwing her arms around Phil's neck and sobbed into his shoulder. Phil rubbed her back and whispered into her ear.
"Keels it's okay. I'm here, you're her and we are together. That ring on your finger will always promise you that. I promise. I'm not going anywhere. We're going to be together forever. Forever." Phil kissed the top of her head and laid back down with Keely following laying her head down on his chest listening to his heart beat in a slow steady rhythm. She let out a sigh of relief and went back to sleep.
Phil watched her with watchful eyes. So far so good, she wasn't shaking or crying. He laid his head down on a pillow pulling the blanket up over them. Even if it was only 8:30 pm they were both exhausted.
Keely woke to find Phil resting peacefully under her with a half smile on his face. At least someone is enjoying himself. Keely thought as she pulled herself up so she was sitting up against the backboard. She looked at his room every little detail until she felt hands around her waist.
"Hey sleeping beauty." Keely said sarcastically kissing his cheek.
"Hey yourself. Did you sleep ok?" Phil asked going from happy to a bit tense.
"Yea. I'll be okay. I promise, I think I was just kinda out of it." Keely said hugging Phil close. She had to tell him the truth tonight, There was no more time to put it off.
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