*Ava's POV*

I didn't want Phil to know about my being a faerie, but this was a life or death situation. My personal problems didn't matter compared to his life. 

Phil looked shocked. I couldn't tell if it was more because PJ was the dog or because I was a faerie, but I went ahead and assumed it was a bit of both.

PJ snarled at me. "What the hell are you doing here?" he growled.

"Saving my friend, you dickwad. What the hell are you doing here?" I retorted.

"Trying to kill your friend, bitchstick." he grinned. "Little Danny's mummy needed a guard dog so I thought I'd set her up. I've never wanted anything more than to torment anyone and everyone connected to Dan, and mark my words, I'm not stopping here." PJ smiled and looked at Phil. "Bye, dear, see you later," he said, before shifting into an orb and flying away into the distance.

Phil turned back to me. "What the fuck?!" he yelled, backing away from me. 

"Phil, please, listen to me!" I yelled frantically.

"No, you're a faerie! You're evil! Why did we let you stay with us? Who knows what you could have done?"

"Phil, stop! I need to explain. Please let me explain." I was beginning to cry at this point. "I'm not evil, Phil. Please let me explain. I want to explain."

Phil kept shaking his head and looking around. "M' head hurts." he whimpered, before curling up into a ball and crying.

I flew down to him and enveloped him in a hug. "Shh," I cooed, "it's okay. Everything is okay, Phil. I can explain, I promise."

Once he had calmed down, he lifted his head from between his knees and looked at me with his bloodshot, confused, upset eyes. "Explain," was the only word he could give me.

I took a deep breath and began to explain. "Phil, you're right about one thing. I'm a faerie. And I hate that I am. I didn't choose to be, I was born this way. My mum is a faerie-human hybrid and my father is a human. I got the faerie genes. Chris didn't. I'm different, Phil, I'm not evil. I've been going through fairy conversion therapy in secret for three months, and it's so unbelievably painful, but I do it because I'm not evil.

"My mum found out recently, and she's so angry at me. That's why we were fighting. She wanted me to be a faerie just like her. She told all her faerie connections, who then spread it to everyone else. All the faeries know my name and they hate me. I have to hide and pretend like I'm a human so I don't get hurt or let anyone I love get hurt."

Phil was silent for a moment as he absorbed my story. He seemed to be having some sort of mental conflict. Finally, he spoke. "I'm sorry, Ava. I'll believe you." His voice was scratchy. That upset me, and I drew him in for another hug. It was short-lived, though, as we heard a car driving close to us. Looking up, I saw a car pulling into Dan's mum's driveway.

I sprung up and grabbed Phil's hand. "Let's go," I said to him.

Ok so this chapter is kind of shit but it's okay

I'm trying to drag it out without having a lot of fillers, and this is kind of a filler but it does have important information in it so I'll keep it

Cool cool see you nerds later