Team (discontinued for now)

Chapter 30: Amigo

(Sorry I'm late with this chapter! Been real busy yesterday :''(  Expect a good fighting scene next chapter, though!)

Felix wasn't an angry person. Honestly, he really wasn't. Sure, maybe he'd often get a little heated about things like the couples in Riverdale, or how some celebrities solved all of their problems by making a tweet on Twitter.

Or the fact that everyone told him he looked just like James Charles, which he did not.

Small things like that, you get it. The only real 'issue' (which wasn't even that big of a deal, pfft-) was when he got actually angry, he could get a little explosive sometimes. It wasn't a part of himself that he was very proud of, that's all he could really say about it.

Though this time around, he was damn sure his rage was justified. He'd walked back with Fede to the scene of the crime, almost cried when he saw the damage, actually.

That car meant everything to him........ Fede, Abby and Lilly had spared for so long to buy it for him! It had been one of the happiest moments of his life.

A very melodious 'Happy Birthday' had gotten sung to him when he'd been sitting in front of a messily made vanilla cake that had been dimly lit up by small candles. When his friends had been singing around him like that, wearing colorful party hats and goofy smiles, Felix had simply forgotten about how much he actually hated cake.

So after seeing his wrecked Honda Civil, Felix welcomed his rage like he would've welcomed an old friend. He'd just accepted the fact that he was gonna meet up with whoever scumbags did this tonight, besides knowing it was a stupid idea.

To him, being angry was better than to be sad.

Anger was an useful emotion, at least to him. You could turn that specific emotion into a weapon, a defense mechanism. Sadness? That didn't do much. Maybe with sadness you could potentially get a bit of sympathy from other than that, it really was more of a nuance to feel.

But Felix wasn't gonna let his anger blind him entirely. Going out there alone was dumb, he was aware of that. So, he decided to get some help. And which people were always up for getting justice and a good fight?

The gang!

And by the gang, Felix's first thoughts were actually about The Nightmares. Bonnie had leaked him their apartment's address and Felix figured they were the gang that lived the closest to him.

Well wasn't that great? Felix Fabulous would be getting help from a former drug-selling and wallet-robbing gang!

Only he ended up not getting help from them. Sure, it's not like he asked them for help, it's just, well, something had caused him to chicken out slightly-

Felix approached the dirty building with a pep in his step, feeling oddly energetic even though he'd literally just find out some fuckers thrashed his gorgeous car. He'd be sure to make them pay, though. For sure........

As the pinkette got even closer to the apartment, he visibly cringed at the sight of it. The orange-colored brick walls were downright ugly, and don't even get him started on the terrible white window frames that actually had cracks in them!

The only windowsill that wasn't completely broken off actually had a pretty cute little plant stocked on top of it-and holy fuck was that crack besides the plant??

Felix shuddered at the sight of it, as if trying to convince himself he'd never done crack before and was freaked out by even the tiniest trace of drugs he could spot. Both were lies, but he wasn't in the mood to admit to that.