Chapter 7
"'Fck!'" Maya exclaimed. "Are you out of your mind? Why the hell are you standing by the door holding a racket and swinging it around like some sort of toy?" Felix exclaimed.
Looking at who it was, she sighed in relief, but remained on her guard. After all, why was Felix at her place? With his fair skin, there was an obvious bump on his head, giving him a frightened look. Just thinking about how intense the hit was. Maya felt a bit sorry, but still didn't appreciate the fact that he came over without informing her, especially considering how late it was.
With guarded eye, "What did you come here so late for?" she asked. "Well, sis, I'm here, you can't send me away after hitting me" he said with a silly smile. Feeling annoyed and frustrated, Maya didn't say much to him. "Go find the guest room yourself; you know the way," then she went back to her room to get some sleep. Felix didn't mind the indifferent look Maya gave him, but he went ahead with it, making his way to the guest room.
As he got there, his eyes turned red, and he felt a serious headache as if some unknown memories entered his mind. He fell onto the sofa and went unconscious.
The sunlight filtered through the curtains, reflecting on a fair, jade-like, handsome face with black curly hair. Felix, lying on the sofa, opened his eyes, which looked red, but as he blinked and opened them again, they returned to their normal deep black and appealing state. Sitting up.
Felix still felt a slight headache, but he looked around to be certain of where he was. Knock... knock. "Hey, Felix, breakfast is on the counter; go microwave it if it gets cold. I'm off to work, and if the police come, give them my number." ...the police?" he muttered feeling confused but answered "Alright" he had the sound of the living room door closing. Shutting his eyes closed for a minute. Sitting up to leave the room, he went to Maya's room, standing at the door, staring at it like it contained his greatest joy, he took out a pin from his pocket trouser 'click' the door opened he giggled foolishly to himself, stepping into the room, he walked straight to the closet. Looking at the slightly open closet his eye lids dimmed. He picked out an old looking box from underneath the clothes.
Looking at the somewhat old and adding pictures, he stared at a handsome young man who stared lovingly at the young woman in the picture, he cries softly 'mother, I so much wonder you and father left. Do you have any idea how much she hates me?' 'she doesn't even believe I'm her brother anymore and you two' his eyes darkened slightly 'you told her after that incident I'm her step brother 'do you know how much I hate you two for this' he muttered again .
After placing everything in other, he heard the sound of the door knocking. Anger brewed in his eyes but he calm down at the thought that Maya might have come back to pick something.