White and Pink // Jelix

VII

Weeks have passed. Two weeks to be exact. Jack and Felix have not been the same.

Felix's P.O.V

I rolled out of bed sluggishly. 7:00 am, dammit. I haven't been sleeping like myself lately. Normally on Saturdays I sleep in at least until 9. But for the past weeks I just have felt, empty. Like all joy has been drained out of me. That's not stopping me from trying though. I get up and the first thing I door is check out how I look in the mirror. Hello, handsome, I tell myself.

But something is off. I don't look off. But something about me is not as I expected. I seem, dull and gloomy. Must be tired, I think to myself again. I shake my head and ignore my thoughts. It's fine, just start your day. I make my way downstairs and start brewing some coffee. Every morning, same routine. And now for the second part of my routine. I look out the window at the house next door. Jack's house. I have been doing this for the past two weeks now, observing his home from mine. When I look over, it's as I expected. No lights on, no indoor movement or outdoor movement. The house looks dark and depressing. I have not seen any sign or speck of Jack at all ever since... My denial... Damn, I really did something to him, didn't I? I walk away from the window and grab my steaming warm coffee. I put on a house coat and exit my house.

The cold air hits me like a baseball bat. Normally it would be soothing, but today I strikes me. I walk off my porch and across my lawn, making my way onto his lawn and onto his porch. When I stand in front of his door I peek through the windows a bit to see if he's inside. No shadows and no figures. Where is he? His car is here, it's been here all week. He literally hasn't left his house. I slowly knock on the door three times. No response. I knock again. Finally, I hear footsteps. The door slowly opens so I can just see Jack's face peek through. His face is different. His hair all messy, strangely finding a way to look cute; except his eyes are a dull blue and his skin is pale. This sight shocks me and worries me. But the sight of me worries him too, Jack jumps and quickly slams the door. I peek through his window and see him lying on the floor. Holy shit..!
"JACK! C'MON OPEN UP! YOU LOOK TERRIBLE I NEED TO HELP YOU OUT!"
No answer and I start panicking.
"JACK PLEASE! I JUST WANT TO TALK TO YOU FOR A SHORT MOMENT!"

Jack's P.O.V

I hear Felix calling to me as I lay on the floor in the darkness that is my home. My heart pounds from after seeing him. His voice is calling to me from the other side of the door.
"PLEASE JACK! I'M WORRIED SICK ABOUT YOU!"
I ignore his every word.
All week I've been cooped up here. I have barely left my bed at all. My mind has been torturing me all week. Combinations of hate and misery. Misery for not being with Felix, and hate for feeling misery.
"JACK! JACK PLEASE OPEN UP!"
I feel anger rise up inside of me. I stand up forcefully and violently grab the doorknob. I swing open the door and make eye contact with Felix. His face lights up at the sight of me.
"Leave me alone. Get off my property and do not come back." I growl.
Felix's bright sight of me had quickly changed to hurt. His bright light in his eyes drained to immediate darkness. His jaw dropped a bit. I slammed the door and didn't look back. I crawled into my bed, and stared over at Felix's house.

This is all I've been doing. Sitting here. Barely eating and barely moving. Watching his house and him inside it. Thoughts attacking me and ruining me. The snowflakes reminding me of that night.
And now I climb into bed and continue what I may do, for a very long time.

Felix's P.O.V

"Leave me alone. Get off my property and do not come back."
I felt as if my heart stopped. I stood frozen as I watched the door close. I heard footsteps drift away. I slammed my hand on the door and grit my teeth. I did this. And I can't fix it.
More hate filled my body.
I guess we weren't even meant to be friends.
I slowly lost tension in my muscles.
See you, Jack.

I walked away from Jack's house and made my way into mine. When I got inside I quickly turned on my computer to maybe play a game or do something to get my mind off this shit. I decided to just play Resident Evil 7, that was a pretty good game, why not play it again? It's better than being stuck surrounded by my thoughts.

Every so often I would look up at the house next door. Nothing. I closed the game and shut down my computer. My mind was taken off the situation for a small bit. But now it's like it'll always be there, haunting me. Forget about it Felix. It's done. You didn't love him and he's overreacting. I closed the blinds to the window of which I could see the house. I sat down on my couch and flipped through some TV channels. It's over. And not to be dealt with.