Darn Stupid Brother You Are by Mairee

Chapter 14

(Angel's POV)

Her eyes narrowed, her arms folded across her chest. She looked angry, but also concerned. I sighed audibly. I should have seen this coming sooner. Angel was never scared of confronting me.

"Hendrix, what's going on?" she asked, her voice firm. "You've been avoiding me for days. Why?"

I forced a laugh, trying to sound casual. "Avoiding you? No way, Angel."

"Well, you've been distant lately. You're not yourself." She insisted.

I just shrugged. "What do you mean? I'm fine, Angel. Just stressed out, that's all."

Angel raised an eyebrow, her expression skeptical. "Stressed out? You've been avoiding me for days. We're supposed to be in this together, but you've been MIA since you left the infirmary. Something's wrong, Hendrix. I can tell. What's going on?"

I sighed, feeling exhausted. "Nothing's wrong, Angel. Really." I ran my palm over my face, "I just need some time to myself, okay?"

But Angel didn't buy it. She walked closer, her eyes locked on mine. "Hendrix, I know you. You're not the type to shut people out. Something's bothering you, and I want to know what it is." She hesitated. "Did that doctor... Doctor Nixon... did they do something to you at the infirmary?"

I could perceive her perfume from how close she was standing. It made me feel things I shouldn't be feeling, as she stood inches from my face. My stomach churned at the feeling and I felt my heart pound in my chest. I tried to maintain my cheerful facade, but Angel's intense gaze made me feel like she could see right through me.

"Angel, really, there's nothing wrong," I said, trying to sound convincing.

Hendrix. I know something's

flashed a charming smile, trying to deflect her concerns. "Hey, I was just busy with someone, okay? I met this girl, and we were just having so much fun together. I didn't want to associate with anyone else. We were having a good time." Angel's eyes widened, and she

eyes flashed with anger, and she

face twisting in disgust. "You're such a liar, Hendrix," she spat, her voice

smirked like that wasn't a big

scoffed, finally

I flinched as she hit me on the chest. "Why do you have to be so reckless, Hendrix? You're going to kill yourself one of these days," she said, her

Crap!

hated to see

gulped hard as she raised her hand

her fists pounding against my chest. I didn't move, just let her hit me,

I said, my voice playful,

and insulting me, her body shaking anger. I caught her fist in mid-air, my fingers wrapping around hers. I pulled her closer, my other hand grasping her waist. "Angel, stop," I whispered, my voice

sucked in a breath audibly as our bodies touched. For a moment, we just stared at each other, frozen

my eyes. "Stop," I whispered, my voice low and

eyes red and that was when I realized she had been crying. Her eyes looked puffy, her face

from my grasp, but I didn't let go. I still held her

she whispered, her voice barely

locked on hers. We seemed to be suspended in time, the only sound was our

body rigid with emotion. I knew I had to let her go, but I didn't want to. I wanted to hold her, to keep her

face twisted in frustration as she forcefully withdrew her hand from mine. She stepped away, her eyes blazing with anger. "If you want to destroy your life because you can't control your libido, then have