Felix’s friends

Felix's friends were trashy and shitty. They were all traitors, and none of them were actually trustworthy. I don't get how Felix is making friends with them, but I guess it's all down to his choices. Well, I don't really care about the friends he makes, but I do care about the way he treats me. I mean, what's the point of making friends when they don't treat you nicely? I know, it would be just literal garbage. No offense to him, but he's acting kind of weird these days. Maybe he was just focusing on his lessons or stuff, but I don't really think so. Because he and I were very close friends. At least we were. All those days were our precious times, but everything has indeed come to an end. Nothing lasts for eternity, and we all know that. We're just declining the fact that we know it so that we can live with discipline and happiness in our lives. I don't really know what's wrong with

Felix these days, but I am pretty sure that there's something wrong with him. The way he used to talk to me was completely different from the way he is talking to me right now. I am not a psychologist or therapist, but in some cases, you don't need to be one to understand each other's feelings anymore. I have known him for 6-7 years now. I don't need a damn degree to know how he feels about me. Maybe it's just a mood swing or some areas where boys suddenly change their minds. But all of those possibilities have one possible reason that I am doubting the most. It was because of his friends. "Alice! What are you doing up there? Thinking about someone? I am coming up!" My brother, Iann, called out, "Excuse me, Iann, what the fuck are you doing right now? We agreed not to disturb each other. Plus, I thought you were so busy with your own business that you didn't have time for your little sister," I said to him. I knew that he seemed to notice my mood changes and everything about my feelings. Even though we fight a lot, like every single day, he is still a very helpful and caring brother. "Felix called me this morning. His voice and temper changed a lot, and he said that you were kind of acting annoying. He also said that you were avoiding him. I can see what's wrong between you two. As far as I see, it's not you who have changed; it was him who changed. He sounds like he's changed. And sis, trust me, you can tell me how you feel." He tried to start the conversation. "Yeah, I know that he's starting to change. But, bro, you are literally terrible at this. You didn't even last one day with your previous relationship." I laughed. "Damn. You got me on that one," he said as we cracked our laughter out. We couldn't recover from that one for a long period of time. But after all those things were over, I started to stalk his friends [not a stalker's stalk, though].

A few days later, my friends started to figure out more about what was happening. They were actually helpful. They were good stalkers. I mean investigators. It's basically not stalking them. I am just collecting the information that they weren't telling me. So, here's the information that I found: So, first I found out that his friends were one big pile of weirdos. Technically, there are many reasons why I called them weirdos. The second thing was that they were secretly, or, in other words, shipping Felix with the new girl without letting me know. I started to figure out that it made sense because, these days, I find them quite close together. And all those times, their friends were at a distance, looking for them. So, basically, they are shipping two. I don't really care about the people who like him; I just care about who he likes. And to be honest, I don't want him to be in a relationship. I don't know why, but I also don't want to date him seriously. I actually don't know my feelings anymore.