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My eyes flash open. Where am I? It's dark. I can't see anything. I feel something tight wrapped around my body. I try to move, but I can't. Where the hell am I, and what is going on?! I start to try to escape what ever is holding me captive, but it wont budge. Before I know it, a light shines down on my face. making my eyes close. I slowly open them, and look down at my body. I am sitting on a regular worn out dinning chair, and I am embedded in heavy thick rope.
The rope has already made a rash on my arm, and it stings. I start to try and escape, but something catches me off guard. I look up to see a silhouette of a person standing just beyond the light. Who ever they are, they watch in amusement as I try and escape the ropes. I divert my attention to the mysterious person standing there, and my fear turns into bubbling anger.
"Who are you and what do you want with me?!" I ask, my tone sharp. They let out a laugh. It is hard to pick up on their voice. I can't tell who it is...
"It was that easy you know. You trusted me like that..." I sit in fear. What I hear isn't what I expected. A heavy, Swedish, accent. Felix walks into the light, a smug smile on his face. His hair and eyes still in color, but everything else isn't. He seems to be wearing some sort of leather jacket. I try to pick up on anything that may help me, but instead, I find something I wish I hadn't. What appears to be a smudge of blood lays on the side of his cheek. I follow the speaks of blood down his body, until I find that his left hand is covered in smeared blood, and he holds an axe. I am so scared...
He walks up to me, and I divert his eye contact, looking down at my feet. His right hand, forcefully takes my chin, making me look him dead in the eyes. His right hand is also covered in blood, and it smears on my chin. He slowly licks his lip. He brings his face near mine, and without hesitation, I spit in his face.
"Jeez... Someone needs a Happy Meal or something..." He says backing up from me, wiping the spit of his face. I glare at him, and he cracks his neck. "I see how it is." He bites his lip, then he swings his right hand at me in the shape of a fist. I can feel myself starting to black out, but before I do, I catch a little of what he is saying. "Nighty Nighty Sunshine..."
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I wake up, sweating. I am on my couch, and I can hear Felix in the kitchen mumbling something to himself. It was just a dream... I sit up, and see my phone. I grab it, and notice the battery almost dead. I sigh, and check the time. 10:52. I swing my legs off the couch, and push myself off the couch when they hit the wooden floor. I make my way into the kitchen, and see Felix. He is fiddling with a gift bag of some sort, and he puts the last layer of tissue paper over whatever the gift was. He see's me walk in, and walks over to me. He smiles, and is starting to say something, but I just hug him, burring my head in his chest.
He puts his hand over my head, and doesn't say anything. I close my eyes, and take in the smell of his scent. I open my eyes again, and am greeted by the red and black flannel he is wearing, not the blood covered leather jacket. I smile. I look back up at him, and am greeted by his warm smile, yellow hair, and blue eyes. He leans in, and plants a kiss on my forehead. I am shorter than him, and I pout because I can't give him a kiss on the forehead in return. Instead, I go on my tippy toes a little, and I kiss him on his lips. I break apart giggling. I exit his embrace, and walk over to the table that held all the stuff for our mission tonight.
"Ready?" I ask. He walks over to me, and places a hand on my shoulder.
"Ready as I'll ever be." He held his hand as a fist bump, and motioned for me to return it. I smile and fist bump him back. He laughs, and raises an eyebrow. "Is that all you got? Haha! At least you gave me a BroFist." He starts to walk away, when curiosity fills my mind. A BroFist? Hm. Oh well! I pack all of the items that lay on the table into a large bag, and we are off.
We finally arrive at a large mansion type house, and my jaw drops in awe. Did he really live here?! This only raises more questions. Who is this guy. I gulp. He couldn't be the guy in my dream could he? No... At least I don't think... I try to clear all the thoughts in my mind as we exit the car. I slowly jog over to him, and I place the bag on the ground.
"Okay, what's the plan?" He asks, placing his hands on his hips, waiting for a reply.
"My plan is to fallow your plan!" I say enthusiastically. His questionable face turns into a relived one.
"Oh yeah... Okay lets go!" He says, running off into the yard. He stays somewhat low, and makes his way over to one side of the house. The side of the house is super tall, but vines climb up the side of it, making out job easier. He starts to climb the vines, and before he gets to high up, I am able to whisper something to him
"If we get arrested, it's your fault!" I whisper. I hear him chuckle, and I start to make my way up the vines. Felix get's to the top first, and slides open a window, and rolls himself in. I finally make my way up to, and silently throw the bag in, before throwing myself in. When I am inside, I find myself in a bathroom, and Felix is pressed against the wall, with the bag's strap around his shoulder. He slowly makes his way over to the door, and he turns the handle very carefully. When he opens the door, there is a long hallway, and at the end is a door and next to it some stairs. He does an awkward run over to the door next to the stairs and start to open it. I follow him, and when he opens the door, he pushes me in first, then comes in himself. He shuts the door behind him, and lets out the quietest laugh I ever heard him make.
We wait there for a good 15 minutes, before we start to hear footsteps coming towards us. Felix reaches in the bag, and grabs one of the cans of silly string. and gives me a 'Shhhh' sign with his hands. He places his hands on the door knob, and I can hear him counting down from 3 very softly.
"3..."
"2..."
"1...!"
Felix throws the door open, and I expect to see Marzia, but instead I see her boyfriend. In fact... It's my old ex... Is she dating my old ex?! Before I have time to think, Felix sprays the can of silly string in his faces, and he lets out a scream, and he places his hands on his face. He stumbles backwards, and falls down the stairs, muting his screams. Our laughter goes silent. My body trembles. I see it now. Red. Red liquid pours out of his head. Felix's strong hands grip on of mine, and he drags me behind him, running out of the door, making sure the bag is on his shoulder. We run to the car, and Felix's starts to drive at full speed. We sit in the car silently. I am still shaking a little. We arrive back at my house, and we run inside. I slowly make my way to the couch, shaking. Felix locks the doors and the windows, before sitting down next me.
He hugs me tightly, and doesn't let me go. Sometimes he kisses the top of my head. We are silent. After awhile, he turns me around to face him. He presses his lips to mine, and the he quickly breaks. He makes sure I am looking at him, before he says anything.
"Remember that time I told you about how I almost died on that cruise ship?"
"Yeah?"
"This is ten times worse than that..."
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