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Title: Trials and Tribulations

by: Fear and Loathing

Chapter 3: Sang-Froid

Author's Note: this writing implies dream sequence... Also it gets a bit NAUGHTY at the end! Do not read if you are not thirteen or older! I don't think it's that bad, but I am over thirteen!

Sang-Froid- sang-FRWAH, noun: Freedom from agitation or excitement of mind

Phil walked down the street slowly lost in thought. He had just left her house in order to pack for their 'trip'.The bright sun temporarily blinded him, making it near impossible to continue walking. Why hadn't he just drove to her house like always? He almost smacked himself for forgetting why he went over to there in the first place.

-Flashback-

Phil broke away from Keely panting slightly. He could not keep the goofy grin off his face as he stared into her green eyes. "Keely, I something to tell you."

Keely leaned forward flirtatiously. "What?"

"Well-"

A loud noise startled Phil awake. Phil groaned slightly as his half-lidded eyes scanned the room for his digital clock.

2:59

God, who's calling this late? He grabbed his cell phone and opened it immediately.

"Hello?" Phil mumbled, still half-asleep.

"Phil I'm scared." A voice whispered.

His eyes shot open, it was Keely on the phone. "What? Keely I can barely hear you! Are you okay?"

The only reply was static. Fear gripped him, as he tried to listen for her voice through the cutting out.

"Keely what the hell? Tell me what's going on. Right now, I'm serious. Keely?" His voice was getting frantic.

"Phil," Keely whispered almost to quietly. "Some one is in here with me."

That was all he needed to hear.

He hung up the phone and grabbed his tennis shoes on his way out of the house. All he could hear was the loud beating of his heart as his feet hit the pavement. Phil could not remember ever running this fast in his life and he wasn't even tired yet. Phil pushed his body to the limit when her house came into view. The sight of her door opened shocked him back into reality.

What was he thinking? He just ran over here without the slightest clue of what to do when he arrived? He had nothing to protect her with or himself. Phil looked down at his wife beater and sweat pants. Some hero he turned out to be...

Sighing with hopelessness, he approached the open door and stepped over the threshold quietly. He froze as he spotted a person at the top of stairs.

"Hey!" Phil shouted before he lost his nerve.

A blood curdling scream enveloped the house and sent his heart racing.

After overcoming his shock, he started for the stairs.The intruder who had been watching him warily the whole time ran down the hall, and out the window. Phil just ran straight for Keely's room, but slowed down in confusion. Phil walked to the door anyway and tried to open it. Of course, it's locked.

"Keely?" Phil pounded on the door. There was no answer.

Nothing was out of place, it had looked like it always did. He turned around, hoping to find something was out of place. Phil got what he wished for when he spotted a note in the mirror.

Keely Teslow

He walked to the mirror and with shaking hands removed it. Phil stuffed the note in his pocket when he remembered more important things. Gathering all of his strength he charged into the door and fell through it.

-End of Flashback-

He grabbed the forgotten note out of his pocket and opened it slowly. He felt his mouth open in shock. The note was short (it was only three words), and the meaning was self-explanatory.

I'm watching you.

It was best not to tell Keely, she was such a tender soul. Okay that was a bit over board, but she was no Pim. He continued his walk to his house plagued with thoughts of his best friend's safety.

A couple of hours later...

Keely hurried outside to her friend's incessant honking. She stopped in front of his car and struck a pose. "I'm ready and-"

"-looking fabulous. Yeah, yeah. Get into the car already, we're late as it is." Phil whined. There were two types of people in this world: complainers and normal people. I think we all know which category he fits in.

Keely rolled her eyes and flipped him off. Yet she placed her bags in the back and jumped in quickly. "Let's get this show on the road." she cheered.

Phil pointedly ignored her and started the car slowly.

"I'm bored."

"We just left! Do you have the attention span of a goldfish?" Phil spoke clearly joking.

Keely, however, was not amused and turned on the radio. After finding a suitable song, she leaned back and watched the scenery. Keely tried not to look at him, but she couldn't help it. Phil was drumming his thumbs on the steering wheel and was mouthing the words to a rock song. Her heart squeezed painfully and it suddenly became hard to breathe. Keely averted her eyes when she saw him glance at her. Being in love was never easy...

"Are those sunflowers?" Keely questioned, her eyes sparkling like diamonds at the field.

"I believe so." Phil affirmed trying to keep his eyes on the road.

"Pull over." She replied quietly.

"What?" He was confused.

"PULL OVER!" She screamed.

Phil was always an obedient child.

She jumped out faster than he had ever seen her move. "Come dance with me." Keely offered holding out her hand.

"What? Are you crazy? No. We need to leave." Phil replied struggling to keep the smile off his face.

"I'll just dance by myself." She twirled around prettily."Oh my gosh, turn this song up!"

Phil could only comply when she looked at him like that. He opened his door, walked over, leaned on his car door and began to watch her.

She walked closer, her legs captivating him. He felt a burning in his stomach and it made him feel...hungry?

"Come dance with me." Keely repeated.

"Only if you sing to me." Phil's voice was an octave lower than normal and it made her skin tingle.

After she nodded, Phil reached out and brought her crashing against his body. His body was immediately on fire as she placed her hands around his neck.

Feeling a bit risque she pressed herself closer. "You put your hands on my waist." She whispered lightly against his ear. Keely could not believe how well they fit together, it was perfect. She felt the protection and yet the danger in his embrace. There was a line, it was almost nonexistent, but there was one. Was she ready to cross it? Could she deal with the repercussions? She wasn't sure.

Phil had to put his feelings in check, and other things too. He tried to clear his throat, but it sounded almost like a purr. "Your not singing." He stated licking his lips unconsciously.

Keely decided it was now or never. She would put it all out there, and if he refused. Then there was their friendship, and it would have to be enough. Her eyebrow rose and huskily whispered. "Then punish me."

Phil had lost it completely and shoved her hard (yet suprisingly gentle) against his car. "It's about damn time." He leaned down to capture her lips when-

A loud police siren filled the surrounding air.

Sorry so short! It will be longer next time I wanted to get it out before I left the state!

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Im not doing the ten review stuff anymore, it's a bit rude. So just reviewing will help me write faster! Just food for thought, and Im hungry.