Là Vengaza

∆Thirteen∆

Felicia's Pov

I didn't understand him,one moment he was almost crazy, the other he was kissing me .

I passed my hands over my lips as I remembered Nicholas's kiss an hour ago.

He rushed out angrily and from the stillness of the house,I knew he had gone out.

Jason!..

I'd tried calling him a few times but he wasn't picking.

" Griselda"
Selina called and I turned to face her.

" Yes,Selina?"

" There's a man outside , he's looking for the boss,but he refuses to leave without speaking to anyone"

" Okay I'm coming"

I gave up trying to fix my wet hair. Courtesy of Nicholas's madness.

I took two steps at a time.

The man had his back turned to me. An inch shorter than Nicholas. His hair colour was just like mine but sharper.

" Hello?"

He turned to me and our eyes met. He looked shocked to see me. I felt like I knew him but couldn't pinpoint where.

His gaze still fixed on me,he moved closer and touched my cheeks.

I wanted to snap his hands away but common sense told me to wait.

" Felicia?"

That snapped me.

" I'm not Felicia ,I'm Griselda and I seriously don't know you"

" Its me Felix"

Felix

I didn't know anyone called Felix,maybe I did before losing my memory. My head was beginning to spin as he stared at me.

" Even if I do ....I don't remember you". Tears brimmed my eyes.

Why was everyone calling me Felicia.

" What happened"

"I don't know"

" I mean how come you don't remember anyone"

" He said I got an accident, woke up in a hospital"

He sighed.

I didn't know why I kept talking but I did,and he listened.

" He claims we're married, his own mother doesn't know me, he acts loving sometimes and other times he's mad"

" I just want my memory back ..........."

" You lost your memory after the accident?"

" Yes"

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Felix's pov

If Felicity had been patient,she would have learnt more about the girl sitting in front of me.

There was no doubt that she was sister. If she had lost her memory after that accident,why would Nicholas want to say she's married to him. It doesn't make sense.

Felicia has always been my favorite sister,not that I didn't like Felicity but I was much closer to her.

No doubt I was her favorite sibling.

" Do you trust me?"

That question took her off guard.

" I don't know why I do" she replied truthfully.

" I'm your brother'

" But......"

" I came here because I know he won't be at home, trust me,he lied to you"

" What?"

" It's the truth,I have evidence right here with me" I tapped my phone.

" The Felicia I know, would never do something without informing her family, and I Know she won't get Married without me,her favorite brother by her side"
The tears that had been hidden in me was let out.

" I..uh..."

I showed her pictures of her in school,he childhood pics,even her boyfriend Willy.

" Then what am I doing in Los Angeles, why am I married to him". I didn't have an answer to the second question.

" You didn't want to remain with us,you wanted to make a difference, become rich, you were a waitress,then you stopped calling as soon as your boss died"

She stopped crying and glared at me.

" My head" she held and turned around. Trying to hold was a failure as she turned and fell on the floor.

" Are you okay"

The woman working there came to my aid as she helped me carry her to her room.

Felicia had her eyes closed all the time as I held her hand.

" What's wrong with her?"

" She's been complaining of headaches these days" the woman replied.

She started fidgeting, gyrating her hair in different directions, her body moving so fast.

" No,no,no.................................." Her voice murmured.

Then she became still. So still.

" Felicia"

No  response.

" Felicia......."

She raised her eyes, red.

" Felix?"

" Welcome back murderer" another voice announced.