Felix is a very sensitive and fragile boy like a porcelain doll, will an unexpected encounter with a boy be able to change the prospects of his future?
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-Hyunjin- called a hoarse voice from the other side. It was him.
-I didn't think you were so cheeky to send your little friend to school with a serial killer around who drools on you- I jumped to my feet. Shit. Fuck, fuck fuck. He had Felix that nasty bastard.
-Where are you? Did you do something to Felix?- I almost screamed in anger.
-The little boy is here next to me, I'm going to play with him.- Shit. If he too had touched him I would have extracted one tooth by one and tortured according to those medieval books.
-Dare to touch it and I'll kill you you piece of shit-
-Where are you?!- I couldn't help myself and I yelled at him all the anger I had cultivated over the years.
-Don't you remember what happened a few years ago? I'm there. In your childhood.- Shit how he had not thought about it. Before they sent him to prison he had managed to renovate the house we lived in, turning it into a labyrinth full of traps. Perfect for him baits. He ended the call. I was black with anger. He could take me, my money, my villa, my identity but not Felix. That little guy had been through a lot for decades, and being kidnapped by Myung-Dae only made it worse. I remembered vividly when mom found out my dad was dealing drugs.
-Let's go,- I said angrilyMinho stopped me and said:
-If we don't go there with a plan, he'll die,- he said softly, marking the last word. Okay, he was right. I backed away and sat down. Minho took a transparent bag full of papers out of his backpack. They were all the action plans we had made in the past years. Among them he delicately picked up a yellowed map that depicted my childhood home. All the rooms were numbered, I remembered that little house very well.
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A secured entrance and an exit from which a corpse emerges. He placed it in the center of the table, and began to illustrate the situation.
-We all know how it works, he will set traps in some of the rooms, in others there will be two keys for the V door lock and the basement trap door. We'll have to enter from A and split into two groups, we'll explore the rooms paying attention to the traps and we'll go down to the basement.- They all nodded.
Han kept tapping his foot on the floor and it obviously bothered Minho. I saw him place a hand on Jisung's thigh and he spun around abruptly. They were engaged, everyone knew it. Lee Know took his chin with one hand and kissed him in front of everyone, not a normal kiss, one that took away your anxiety, (and also your dignity) and was obviously passionate. They stood there kissing for about ten seconds until they realized they were in front of everyone. Han turned red with embarrassment not being able to hold his head up. Minho looked at him satisfied with red lips from the excitement and adrenaline that he had in his veins. A smile escaped me that calmed me down a bit.
We changed, we were ready for combat. More than anything I didn't want to lose men in battle, not after he managed to kill Woojin. I couldn't handle another defeat, this time I would have killed him, like he did with mum.
We were armed with rows of pistols, machine guns and other branded junk, bulletproof vests and all loaded into our pickup.I was looking at my cell phone to calm down when I.n came up to me. I had nothing against him, I just hated that he randomly kissed me. I ignored it and kept looking at Pinterest. He rested his head on my shoulder and whispered:
-I like you, Hyunjin- my skin begged him to detach his head from my bloody shoulder, every little contact with him poured like hatred in my veins. With him I hated any kind of physical contact, I could not tolerate it as affection. I turned off the phone and placed it on my thigh, perhaps listening to what he had to say if he was going to leave. He placed his hand on mine and I held back a retch. I clenched my jaw and he continued
-I've been thinking about having feelings for you for many months, and so I kissed you and... my feelings have only grown.- I didn't care about his justification, I wanted him to remove his hands from my body.
-Maybe one day you will find someone who deserves you- I said seriously, getting up from my chair and putting an end to that contact. He came over and continued
-You deserve me, I just wish Felix wasn't there. He's blocking things between us- my veins swelled, my blood started pounding as he mentioned Felix. I turned around and answered
-You don't know what he's been through, I can't leave him alone-
-You're putting someone else first, think for yourself first,- he begged me. What the hell did he want from me?
-Correction, I don't want to leave him alone- I spat acid. He looked at me astonished as his eyes watered.
-D-do you love him?- I looked down. What was I supposed to answer? I didn't know it myself and it never occurred to me to think about it. He had always thought that I had only fatherly love and brotherhood for him. I had convinced myself of this, but now that I thought about it for a moment I began to doubt what I felt... A sob woke me from my thoughts and I realized that I.n had brought his hands to his mouth in amazement as rivers of tears came out of his cheeks. I frowned at him. I didn't feel anything for him, in fact at times I felt like laughing. I decided to put myself on hold and walked over to him. I put a hand on his shoulder and said:
-I'm sorry- I didn't put any kind of emotion in the tone of my voice. He was as indifferent as my cold touch on his shoulder. I passed him and went to my room.
It was four in the afternoon, we were leaving in half an hour. I lay down on the bed looking for some calm but of course the world was against me. I heard noises coming from the bathroom, they were those two lovebirds from Minsung. I listened and heard Han moan and then Minho telling him to be quiet. I had to laugh, they couldn't tear themselves away from each other for a moment. I tried to relax but it was almost impossible with those two who composed a set of fused moans and obscene noises.
4.30pm
We were traveling in the pickup driven by Minho who constantly kept his hand attached to Han's. I was very agitated, I felt beads of sweat forming on my skin and sticking to my clothes, in fact the bulletproof vest didn't help. I hoped Felix was well, but was I afraid, indeed, a terror I'd never felt, if he died? What if he tortured him? I could not bear another defeat, not now that I was attached to a person in a more intimate way. After mom died I didn't have close friends, I kept away from everyone and excluded myself because I knew what it meant to get attached to someone and then see the relationship you had die in a thousand pieces. I would have saved him, at the cost of my life.
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Hi Guys, I told you it ended with suspense but don't worry, I'll update in a few days even if I have the next chapters ready :) I like to carry on, and just to say I finished this chapter on the 8th November and I finished writing on the 13th just now :D
