Felix's POV:
'OH FAHK!' I panic. I slowly pick up the phone after seeing the caller ID and stammer a hello.
[A/N: this time, i will type everything in Swedish so that it is more realistic]
DAD: Hej, Felix, var är du? [Hello Felix, where are you?]
I can hear anger, concern and sternness in his voice. I couldn't simply stay silent in front of people who I barely know; which happens to be Marzia's family.
ME: Um ... Pappa [Um...dad...]
DAD: Var. är. dig? [Where.are,you?]
Oh shit; he's losing his patience. I can hear it very clearly. I'm so scared right now.
ME: Pappa ... [Dad...]
DAD: Berätta annars jag ska ringa polisen och ta reda på själv. [Tell me otherwise I'll call the police.]
ME: Nr .... nej ... jag är i .... [n...no. I am in....]
DAD: Var är du, felix? Jag förlorar mitt tålamod. [Where are you, Felix, I'm losing my patience.]
You know what? I give up. I've been having this pain in my chest ever since i got on the flight. Now I just hate myself for doing this to them. Would my telling my parents about my relationship change things? Maybe I would have come here with at least one pair of parents approving.
ME: Jag är i .... min flickväns hus. [I am in my girlfriend's house.]
DAD: Flickvän? [GIRLFRIEND?]
ME: <sigh> Ja, pappa [ Yes, dad.]
DAD: Ok, var är hon? [Ok, where are you?]
ME: I Italien... [In Italy]
DAD: Italien, det är därför du sålde varmkorv? Att rymt hemifrån? [ITALY??!! Is that why you sold hot dogs? to run away from us?]
I feel my eyes sting,again.
ME: Ingen pappa, dess ingenting som .... [No dad, it's not like that.]
DAD: Skam på dig, min son. [Shame on you, son]
My dad abruptly disconnects the phone line. I can't hold it any longer. Marzia looks at me with concern, and I start sobbing in torrents. I just ruined my life! And supposedly Marzia's and her birthday party. I thought she'd be happy. We exchanged so many videos together and we chatted endlessly on Facebook. Does she actually love me? I tried so hard to get here, I spammed Daizo for the address....I thought this was a brilliant idea. But Daizo left. Why me? Marzia shakes me out of my sobbing daydream and asks me about why I'm crying. I just run to the bathroom. I just don't know what's going on anymore. I don't mean to embarrass anyone, but I just have to cry out loud right now. One minute later, there is frantic knocking on the door and screams of panic outside. Shamed by my father, stared at like an obscure object by Marzia's parents and ruining my girlfriend's birthday party. Is life even worth it right now?
>>>Oopsy daisy! Another cliffhanger! What do you think Felix would have done at this point?
Let me know in the comments!!!
>>>Picture: Felix's emotions at the dinner table
>>>Video: Oasis-Wonderwall cover for Marzia, in Felix's memories
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