(LGBTQ Fantasy Romance)
Depending on who you ask, Adam Wolfe is either the greatest magician who's ever lived, or the most dangerous.
Adam possesses incredible magical power, but an almost total lack of control makes him a ticking time bomb. When he...
I hardly move from the couch for the next three days.
El's parents seem concerned, but I'm grateful that they seem to decide just to leave me alone. Maybe they think I'll come out of my funk on my own with time.
I have no plans of doing that, but I'm not going to tell them that either.
Everyone gets really quiet whenever they come into the living room and see me there, and Noemi and Ryan have taken to running through the room as fast as they can whenever they need to pass through into the kitchen.
I get up to eat meals and piss, but other than that, I just lay on the couch and feel sorry for myself, not even bothering to turn on the TV.
El's tries to convince me to get up and do something, anything at first, but I remind her that I'm essentially under house arrest. I'm not even supposed to go out into the backyard, in case anyone is watching the house.
My miserable mood seems to infect her too eventually, and she stops trying.
I'm laying facedown when someone comes to the door the day after Thanksgiving, which was an unusually morose affair. Mrs. Fuentes is at work, and Ryan and Noemi are out at friend's houses, leaving just Mr. Fuentes, El, and me at the house. Her dad's in his study though, working, and can't hear the door bell from there, so it's El who hurries into the living room to check the door while I pull a blanket over my legs in a pathetic, and apathetic, attempt to conceal my presence.
She doesn't open the door right away, instead peering through the peephole to try to get a look at whoever is on the other side. Everyone has been doing that since I came to stay, peering suspiciously through peepholes and window curtains, expecting every visit from the mailman or Amazon delivery driver to be the Council or the MRF banging down the door to haul me away.
But this time El gives a cry of surprise, and for the first time in nearly eight hours I sit up.
It do it so abruptly that all the blood rushes from my head and for several seconds I'm seeing black spots dancing in front of my eyes, while I frantically ask, "What? What, who is it? Who's there?"
I try to stand up, but my legs get wrapped in the blanket and I fall, landing painfully on my knees.
"It's... it's Felix!" El gasps, her face still pressed to the door. "Felix Roth! What the hell is he doing here?"
"Is he alone?" I ask as I wrench the blanket away from my legs. "Are his parents with him? The rest of the Council? Any kind of angry mob?"
"...No, no he's alone," El says after a moment.
The apparently Felix starts to grow impatient, because another knock comes at the door, louder and more demanding this time.
"I know you're in there, I can hear you talking!" comes his voice, muffled through the door.
El and I look at eachother, both silently asking the other what to do.
"What do you think he wants?" she whispers.
"How should I know? Do we just... ignore him until he goes away?"
"I'm not going anywhere until you open this door!" Felix calls, as if he had read our minds, since he couldn't hear our whispers. "I'll stand here all night if I have to!" and he starts banging again, long and lloud and continuous.
"Well... there's two of us, plus your dad," I say hesitantly. "We could see what he wants, and if he's up to something, we can just jump him."
"I've never jumped anyone before," El says doubtfully.
"With magic, obviously. Or, at least you'll use magic. I'll just jump him the mundane way, I guess. Better than risking blowing his head off, even if he might deserve it."
El takes a deep breath, and nods. "Okay. Get ready."
I stand with my feet a little apart, as if expecting Felix to come charging through the door or something. I can feel my magic tingling under my skin as my emotions spike for the first time in days.
El opens the door.
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Uuuuh...
I have no excuse except I got lazy. I just got lazy about updating chapters to multiple sites. Sorry, folks.
This chapter is super short, so I'll post the next one tomorrow to make it feel like a more worthwhile update.
