HECTOR Fucking hell. The doorbell was ringing continuously. This person is being very impatient. This better be something important, or else that person is going to get f****d up. Could it be my dad? I thought, but I shook my head. No, it can’t be him. He doesn’t know about the house yet. Unless he called, Kelvin. But knowing Kelvin, he’d probably call me first before telling my dad about my whereabouts. He knows my history with him. That’s why he doesn’t hold my dad on high regards either. I impatiently flung the door open, because whoever it is, was beginning to get on my goddamn nerves as the person continued ringing the bell nonstop. Once opened, I froze at the sight before me. I was shocked to see this person standing at my door in the middle of the night. Then my curiosity