I don't know when I fell asleep but I went to bed at nine o'clock at night. I spent a lot of time thinking of the past few days. I admit I spent the first bit just thinking of Felix. However, once my attraction and blind lust faded I began to think with my head.
There is still a lot of things that don't make any sense. It feels like plot holes in a badly written story.
I had a lot of thoughts.
When I first met Felix at my library, why did I find his hoodie under my car? Was it his hoodie? Whose Cindy? Why is she after Felix? Why does that dogs' name change constantly? What happened to the convenience store clerk? If it was a coincidence that Felix happened to be at that store at that time and helped me, how did he know which apartment was mine? What's the truth?
An alert sound comes from Felix's phone. I check to see the message and see I've missed a few. Four missed messages.
[Good morning!]
[How are you feeling?]
[Are you awake yet?]
[Call me when you see this]
Wow. I...I guess I should reply something.
[Good morning Felix.] I'll think of something else to write in a minute.
Or so I thought but then the phone began to ring. It was him.
Crap. He's calling.
"Hello?"
"Good morning Michael. How are you feeling today?"
"Hi, Felix. I'm doing okay."
" I'm glad. I was worried when I left yesterday. I needed to handle somethings but I think I got it straightened out. "
"Are you alright? You didn't get yourself into any trouble yesterday did you?"
" I'm happy to hear your concerned about me Michael. You don't have to worry though, I'm strong. "
"It's not that I was worried, I was just curious."
I could hear him laughing a little.
"What are you up to today? "
"Today? I don't have any plans."
"Great. I was hoping I could see you. "
"Well, I um...I do still have some questions I want to ask you."
Then there was a knock at the front door.
"Is that you Felix?"
" Yes, let me in. "
Oh, no. He's here. How do I look? Is my apartment clean? Crap. Answer the door dummy.
I open the door and Felix is there looking as handsome as ever.
"Michael,I brought you coffee. Dark roast with one sugar, a splash of vanilla creamer and a chocolate chip cookie." The warmth of his smile and how happy he was to bring me my usual drink was too sweet.
"Um, thank you. You didn't have to."
Felix walked in and headed to the kitchen. He put my drink and cookie down on the dinning table and a grocery bag too. Then he hugged me.
"Um...ah, Felix."
He squeezes he tight. He's squeezing too tight. I whimper a little. I'm still a little bruised up.
"I knew it. You say you're okay, but you're still injured. Did you go get checked out at the hospital?"
"I haven't had time. I've been busy. Besides, I'm healing on my own. I don't need to go to a hospital. The bruises are fading. You can hardly tell, if you wouldn't hug me so tight."
"That's not good enough. Here I brought some stuff that might help."
He reaches for the grocery bag on the table.
" I brought some ointment and aspirin. Take off your shirt and I'll treat your bruises"
"What?"
"Don't be shy. I promise this is just for first aid. I will be a perfect gentleman."
I step back and step behind the couch.
"Thanks for that but I can handle it on my own later."
He steps around the couch
"You won't be able to reach your back"
"It's okay. Seriously I'm okay." I put my hands up trying to keep him at a distance.
"Okay, you win for now Michael. Next time I hug you, if your still injured; I'll strip you myself and run this lotion all over you."
There's a moment of awkward silence. Then we both burst out laughing.
Felix, there's some questions I want to ask you" I walk over to my dinning table and sit down to my drink and cookie.
He sits at the table with me.
"Okay" says Felix
"There's till a lot of things I don't understand..." I ask Felix all the questions I've been pondering all night. When I'm done he has a worried look on his face and reaches over and takes my hand.
"Michael, I want to answer all your questions but some answers you may not like. Are you sure you want to know?"
