Dear Writer, - The Fooo Conspiracy (Felix Sandman)

23: Cat Chase

-Felix-

"Consider your options." I say. I still feel the imprint of her lips on mine, and only a tiny bit of will power is preventing me from picking her up again, but I know I can't, I have to leave her wanting it.

I pull my standing legs out from between her collapsed legs and head for the door.

I look back and she sits on the floor mesmerized, like she doesn't know what hit her. I hit her, and she can't resist.

I shoot her an intense look I know she will fall for and bite my lip before closing the door. I've practiced that move so many times and I finally got to do it! She's hooked.

I walk down the stairs with the sweet taste of her still lingering, and Bea walks past me. I know this woman all too well, crazy bitch. I have barely enough control to not break out and punch her for the shit she does to Flyer.

I respectfully look away and walk past her on the stairs but she grabs the collar of my shirt.

"Why the hell are you here!" Her elbow is right close to my neck.

"Emmm.." Think Felix Think! "Room 23 remember?"

I'm busted, she must know I was just in her house with Flyer, but she pulls away a moment later. "Remind your older brother to call me."

"I will." I sigh with relief.

She looks at me for a second longer before proceeding up the stairs and into her house leaving alone in the stairs.

"Too close." I say to myself and head home for the night.

*.*.*.*

I walk into the studio for what's hopefully the last time until we return from the tour.

Katia and Daff sit in their usual places drinking coffee as I walk past their room the smell of fresh grounds floats throw the halls.

"Come here young man." I hear Katia. Is she talking to Daff? I hope she is?....nope. Shes talking to me.

I look over the corner of the door frame and Katia lifts a finger and does a motion like she is pulling me in.

"Where were you last night?"

"Out." I say. She laughs and rolls her eyes at me.

"That late?"

I nod. "Yea, that late."

She raises her eyebrows like she doesn't believe me but I also know she's not going to wait to fish the truth out of me.

I head back out to the hall to the boys and more of the crew pack up the last of the bags we need for tour.

"Ready to go bro?"
Oscar asks carrying out a large black piece of equipment.

"Yea, let me help." I go back to the room I saw him exit from and grab a piece that Sofia hands to me and carry it out to the van.

"We leave today ya know, are you excited!?"

"Yea." I place down the piece of studio.

"Doesn't sound like it." Oscar pulls the scruff of his shirt I borrowed. I am sick of people pulling on me.

"What's going on?"

"Nothing, leave me alone for a bit?"

"Felix please." He puts his arm up against the side of the van so I cannot pass back into the studio.

"I want to know her name, and I want her to come with us, I hate that she's living with a demanding ugly... Bitch."

"She will figure it out, and so will you."