Facade

Chapter 41

Karen's pov

I bit my lip nervously as I waited for Mia to return. I sure hopes she finds Felix. My memory of the bombing is a little sketchy. Which is exactly why I'm eager to see Felix. He's the only one who can tell me what happened that night. With the way things were going, he's my only ally. I regret telling Mia the little I did. Not because I don't trust her but because it's dangerous for her. After the incident, I can officially say my mum's crazy. I knew she had a few screws loose, I didn't know it was this bad. Bad enough to hurt her own daughter. No matter how I try to understand, I can't get over the fact that my mum almost killed me. If Felix had not gotten keys out of there immediately, it would have been a different story. It broke my heart every time I recall the crazed look on my mum's eyes as she gave me an ultimatum. I used to tell myself that if I'm to choose between my mum and dad, I'll choose my mum. I had the insane believe that a mother's love is always the best. I guess I was wrong. My mum doesn't even feel anything remotely related to affection for me. I can never forget the sorrow and despair in my dad's eyes as he made a choice to save me. The door was thrown open, breaking me away from my thoughts. Felix rushed into the room and immediately pulled me into his arms. I leaned into his body grateful for the comfort. From my peripheral vision, I saw Mia nod at me, signaling she'll be outside. I smiled at her in gratitude. For these few seconds, I was happy. I was happier in the arms of this stranger than I ever was in the arm of my own mother. Felix pulled away from me and smiled
"How are you? How are you feeling?"
He asked, his voice anxious. I tried to smile, but it felt odd.
"I'm okay" I replied, though I felt far from okay. I was sick with worry. Worry about the unknown.
"Felix, have you heard from dad? Did he manage to get out before the bomb went out?" I asked the question that has been burning my heart. Felix lowered himself into the empty chair. He looked at me, his eyes mirrored the anguish and despair I felt.
"No I haven't. I was waiting for you to recover before taking action" He replied. The response broke my heart but it also created a rift of hope. However I forced it down. I didn't dare hope for fear I'll be disappointed.
But I needed to know. Even though the answer might break me even more, I needed to know. It was like a drug. A drug u desperately needed to live. A drug of survival.
"D-do you think he made it?" I asked the question I was dying to know. Felix exhaled tiredly. His eyes showed weariness and exhaustion.
"I'd like to think so. This is Davis we are talking about. He shouldn't be this easy to kill" He stated. I perked up at that. Anger crawled up my spine and few seconds later, I was seeing red.
"Shouldn't?" I spat at Felix. He looked taken aback by my tone of voice, but I was too angry to care.
"Ehm.... I mean - - -" he started but I cut him off.
"Shouldn't? So you aren't even sure? You aren't sure that my father who also happens to be your father is alive? Really?" I snapped. I was practically yelling and was sure everyone could hear me but I didn't care. Felix stood up abruptly ,his fingers combed through his hair
"There's no need to be mad at me okay. I can't tell you what you obviously want to hear because I don't know myself. I don't want to give you hope only to dissapoint you later on" He told me. I flushed deeply as I realized he was right. There was no need getting my hopes up on something he wasn't sure about. Tears began dropping from my eyelids. I was so ashamed. Here he was trying to make me feel better and I was acting like a spoiled brat.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry" I apologized profusely. I tried say but I was a blubbering mess. I didn't sound coherent even to me. Felix sighed and walked over to me. He pulled me into a hug and I sobbed on his shirt. I knew I was getting stains on his shirt but I didn't care. It was all too much for me.
  When I was spent, I leaned against Felix and tried to get my breathing to be regular.
"Karen as much as I hate to do this, we need to get out of here. The bombing must have reached the media and if your mum is watching, she'll know we made it out alive. She'll come for us" Felix said to me. I shook my head immediately refuting the idea.
"My mum won't hurt me. Will she?" I asked uncertain.
"Really? I must have been sleeping when she tried to kill you." He replied, his voice filled with sarcasm. I huffed out in defeat. As much as I hated to admit it, he was right. My mum did try to kill me. What's stopping her from hurting me?
"What about Mia and Damian? What do I tell them?" I asked him. He looked confused.
"is Mia the tiny Godzilla that kicked me out earlier?" Felix asked. I smothered a laugh before replying
"Yeah and the guy with her is Damian"
Felix nodded. He thought about it for a while before saying.
"I think I'll need to talk with Damian"
I was confused. What has Damian got to do with any of this.
"Why?" I questioned. Felix looked at me like I was crazy. Then disbelief filled his features
"You don't know?" He asked me. My brows furrowed in confusion. I didn't know what he was talking about much less understand him.
"Know what?" I shot back, my voice showed my irritation.
"Damian Carlos is the head of the Italian mafia. If anyone can defeat Helen, it's him" Felix told me. My mouth fell open and I stared at him in shock. Oh shit!

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Mia's pov

I sat on a bench outside Karen's room anxiously waiting. I honestly don't know what I was waiting for but it seemed appropriate to wait.
"What do you think is going on in there?" I asked Damian, who was sitting beside me munching on a bag of chips. He looked up at me and shrugged.
"I don't know. Besides how is it your business?" He shot at me. I scowled at him. I was always one to have epic replies on standby but I had to scramble for a minute before replying him.
"It's my business. What if he's hurting her?" I shot back at him. Damian rolled his eyes before replying smartly
"I believe we'd have heard Karen scream if he's hurting her. Besides I don't think he will hurt her. You saw how protective he is of her"
I scoffed. He was right though. The dog really did look as if he cared about Karen. Let's just hope he doesn't hurt her. Or I'll burn his skin with a later torch.

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