stuck with a phobia ; lee felix

𝓽𝔀𝓮𝓷𝓽𝔂-𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓮

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"Where, where were you?" she slurred her words with a bottle in her hand as she sat in front of the fire.

I pulled on my sleeves as I bit my trembling lips, backing away slowly. "I was with, I was with a-a friend," I stammered, my body quaking as I refused to look her in the eyes.

"Who's your friend?" she intoned, her eyes dead and dark.

"Oh, you know..Ivy." I lied, but then she smashed the bottle on the ground and I shriek. "Ivy, huh? I thought she was in New York. Are you lying to me now? Who are you really hanging out with?"

Questions, questions, smashing, screaming, I couldn't take it anymore! Everything just seemed to spin and the tipsy sensation hammered me in the head, as I wanted to burst into flames myself.

"It's none of your business!" I shout. "Since when did you care about who I hung out with, you don't even bother to talk to me!"

"None of my business?!" she raises her voice. "Of course it's my business, I don't want you hanging out with assholes that'll never stick around. Just look what happened to me," she stood up and walked towards me.

"You see those?" she points at the taunting fire. "Those were love letters your father used to write to me. Those are evidence of how much I meant to him!"

She grabs my shoulders, "Hailee, you can never trust anyone. You don't know what sickening mind approaches you and lures you into their trap. You have no idea how long they'll play you for before they slap you away and disappear. Everyone is the same."  Her psychotic gaze pierced into mine, her pupils dilating and I swear I saw flames ignited in them.

I thought about Felix. His friends. Just when I thought I made friends— He'd never be wicked enough to abandon me and leave me stranded by myself. Would he?

"Everything they say are lies!" she shakes me abruptly and turns to the flames behind, smashing pictures into it, and dropping frames on the ground like an immoral beast.

"Everything he ever told me were lies," she slouched down to the ground breaking out with tears.

I stood there, on the brink of tears as my whole body goes numb. I could neither move towards her nor move to run away. What was this insanity confronted to me? Why did she have to tell me all that? Why!

I dropped down to and banged my hands against the ground, shards of glass ripping into my skin as I let tears out hysterically. I couldn't even feel the aching I normally would nor did the droplets of the crimson pool bother me. I just wanted to feel something besides the infuriation and pain seething inside of me.

Could I just go back to the time of the party?

Suddenly there were knocks followed at the door.

"Hailee?" a thickly deep voice hollows as he pounds on the door.
Felix.

Both our cries stop and all we could hear was the crackling of the fire, and his shouts at the door.

Damn it, this timing was not the best.

"Who's that?" she asked impassively.