Forrest

Chapter 5 Troubled

FORREST

“GOOD TO see you again, Forrest.” Dr. Diana Reed sat back to her chair after our handshakes.

“You too, Dr. Reed.” I took a seat on the couch across hers while she was taking her notes and pen.

She smiled. “So, what brings you here today?”

I rested my arms on my thighs and linked my fingers together. “I don’t know.”

She studied me for a while before she asked. “Have you been having trouble sleeping lately?”

“No.” I hated it when people tried to read me, but this woman helped me a lot over the years. Alan usually gave me a long speech to visit my therapist if he knew constant nightmares were keeping me awake, but this time, I came here willingly. For what reason? I didn’t know.

“Something’s bothering you.” She smiled knowingly. “Let me rephrase. Is someone keeping you awake?” She must have noticed the dark circles under my eyes.

I licked my lips and shifted on the couch. I always kept everything under wraps, but I didn’t have an excuse when it came to my therapy. I had to talk about it somehow. “What made you say that?”

“I am your therapist, Forrest. You said you don’t have trouble sleeping, then this might be something new. Tell me about it.”

“I can’t say that she’s a bother though.”

“But?”

There was definitely a but. Of course. I opened my mouth to say something, but I couldn’t put what was bothering me into words. So I shut my mouth again.

“Okay. Tell me three things you think first thing in the morning.” She scribbled on her notes, then glanced back at me.

Fuck. Me.

“There’s nothing to be ashamed of, Forrest.”

“I am not ashamed, Dr. Reed.”

“Then you knew everything we discuss here is just between you and me. It’s normal to feel something toward a woman, to be sexually attracted over someone. And you’re young and good-looking.”

“I know. It’s just. It’s not about myself I am troubled about.”

“It’s normal to worry about someone.”

“Yeah. I guess so.”

“Let us think that you’re not talking to your therapist right now. Think of me as someone you trust.”

“I trust you, Dr. Reed.”

“So you have feelings for her.”

My gaze snapped at her. Her? Do I have? ”I am not sure.”

you care about

Something kept me from not doing so, instead,

progress. Tell me about it.”

I mean we exchanged his and hellos a couple of times, but we never got a chance

“Why not?”

nothing in common. We have different perspectives

“Do you believe that two opposite people

 ”Maybe.” I

“What made you say that you two have

I know it sounds creepy, but I mean no harm.”

alright. Tell me

I like her just the way she is.” Whatever her reasons for avoiding a relationship, I

Go on.”

been in a serious relationship as well. I can handle the temptation, I am good at that, but I believe sex has more meaning when two persons share it with special connections, with trust at

you believe that she doesn’t believe in

a commitment-phobic. Her friends’ word.

“And it’s bothering you.”

sighed. Why does it hard for me to express? “These past few days she changed. That

so?”

I can’t just tell her to open up to me, besides, she already questioned my motives on why suddenly, I am talking to her. It’s a good thing though, that she doesn’t trust someone so easily. I mean unless I

want to gain her trust for her to open up to

The fact that I didn’t even know how to approach Megan or why I was so bothered, to begin with? It’d been almost two years since I’d been watching her, and I was satisfied with that arrangement. But lately, I couldn’t just watch her as she ruined her life with whatever she was trying to deal with alone. She needed someone. She needs me. Does she now, dumbass? I wanted her to need

of someone. I thought that was it, but I was completely wrong. Something flipped inside me and told me to do something, and that I never did in

was right, it

wish it’s that easy.”

“You just have to trust yourself, Forrest.”

***

nearly satisfied, and my mind was somewhere else most of the time. The Fleur Gym was just next door from the tattoo shop, also owned by Alan. I didn’t know what I was doing here, the fact that I had a mini-gym in my pad. Perhaps, I needed a little bit of

I’m weird. Over a coffee? Yeah, I kinda knew what coffee she liked.

forehead, I slumped my ass to the bench, lied down flat, and did

man.” DJ Kyan breathed heavily after stepping out of the treadmill. Then propped his hands on his hips, looking down at me. “Try sharing. It’s not bad

good, dude,” I denied, raking my

3C hair with the black headband. “Grow some balls already and just do whatever you are planning to do,” he added. Yeah, maybe it was easier said

Pissed, I stood up and walked away from

your balls, Wood!”

balls need growing!”

the last thing I wanted. It would complicate things. I kept reminding myself that many times for a week now, but it

Nothing was going to change my

and I liked the feeling that I cared about someone more

over my throat. Speaking of the devil. How

Megan: Hi. Sorry for this unusual message. I don’t even know what I am doing at

her message. It was really from her because I had her number saved for almost

 What are you doing here, Megan? Wanna get

hung in the air, rereading my message if it was right to ask or I sounded like a stupid.

What do you think? I don’t eat ink and needles.

could feel her rolling her eyes. I typed

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