Keep Dreaming Up Ways to Survive

Chapter 13

Felix's body shook awake when he heard the door slam shut, his mom was leaving for work now. Which also meant he needed to go to Dawson's house. He sluggishly got up and dragged himself to put on different clothes so he wouldn't be wearing the same ones he did yesterday. As he put a gray long-sleeve shirt over his head, he thought about the excuse he had for the bruise.
"I got hit... I... got... uh... fell? Oh, I fell down the stairs? How would I hit my head from falling down the stairs?" Felix chastised himself, "I hit... a... door? I ran into a door because I wasn't looking? That's ok, I'll use it."
Felix left the house, locked the door and walked towards Dawson's home. Finally, turning that one corner he saw Dawson's house and his stomach churned with nervousness.
What if Dawson opens the door?
What if Octavia doesn't believe his story?
What if she calls the police?
These thoughts swirled through Felix's mind and he almost turned around to walk home, but he was already in front of their door. So he picked up the courage to raise his fist and knock.
"..."
There was nothing. Not a sound. They didn't hear the knock.
Knock! Knock!
Felix hit the door harder, still there was nothing.
"These guys are really heavy sleepers..."
That's when he started banging on the door like someone was about to kill him, just then he heard a baby crying. He silently thanked Wyatt and waited for someone or something. He heard a slight talking in the house and knocked again, this time much calmer. Footsteps echoed in the house making its way outside to Felix's ears, the door opened a crack.
"Yes? Is there some- oh, hi Felix...?" A feminine voice said through the darkness.
"Um... hi O-Octavia." Felix muttered, always hating saying the names of people he just met, "Can I ask you something... please?"
"Yeah, come in. It's pretty chilly out there tonight... or morning." Octavia said, opening the door all the way to let Felix in.
They walked into the living room and sat down, Felix cleared his throat and picked up the courage to ask her his question. But before he could get a word out, Octavia spoke before him.
"Hey, what happened to your head? Ok you ok?" She got up and started to rub his forehead materially.
"Ow.. I- that is why I came here. When I was at home I ran into a door and I got this bruise." Felix said, taking her hand off his head, "Can I use your foundation to cover it?"
"Ok, but why?"
"You know how it looks, having a big bruise on my forehead. People talk..." Felix said shrugging nervously.
"It's ok, let's go to my room. I'll put it on for you, we look the same complexion... pale!" Octavia joked.
"Is- is Dawson awake...?" Felix stuttered, looking around while walking upstairs.
"No, he will probably wake up around 12'."Octavia said, sitting Felix down on her bed.
She put a little dollop of makeup on the makeup sponge and started dabbing it on his head. Octavia blended it out, then put setting powder on his face so it wasn't too shiny. Felix wouldn't admit it but he felt a little pretty, even though it was just foundation. That was until he remembered what he was hiding, then he just felt empty inside.
"Ok, you're done. Now you look like nothing happened to your head!" Octavia laughed.
"Yes... um, thank you for helping me again! You are a real lifesaver!" Felix said looking in her vanity mirror. "Anyways, I think I should get going now..."
"Sure, I'll lead you out."
Felix opened the door, coming face to face with Dawson, the one person he hoped he wouldn't see.
"..." Felix stared.
"..."Dawson stared.
"Dawson, you're awake pretty early!" Octavia exclaimed.
"Yeah. I had to pee." Dawson huffed.
"Well, excuse me-" Felix mumbled, pushing past Dawson.
"Ay Felix. Are you doing my sister?" Dawson growled, squeezing his arm.
"What! No! Why would I!?" Felix panicked, trying to pry his hand off his arm.
"I am literally right here." Octavia shrugged, "Also, isn't he like... a child?"
"If not, why were you in her room... at 8 am?" Dawson questioned, getting more confused and angry by the minute.
"I ran into a door and I had a bruise on my head, so I asked her to cover it with makeup." Felix said, his voice wavering slightly.
"Really?" Dawson said unconvinced.
"Dawson, stop interrogating the poor kid. I saw that he had a bruise, he also told me the same story. So, calm down!" Octavia demanded, pushing Dawson out of the way.
Octavia brought Felix downstairs and opened the door for him, she said bye then turned around to Dawson staring at her from the stairs.
"What's wrong with you? Why were you so angry with him?" Octavia asked, sitting down with him on the stairs.
"Why are you sticking up for him? Hmm? Are you guys actually fuc-" Dawson said, as his face started turning red.
"No! He is a child! And why are you so protective?!"
"..." Dawson glared at his sister.
"Or...jealous?" Octavia smiled.
"God, I'm going back to bed!" Dawson stormed off, his face ever so flushed.
"I'll take that as a yes."