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.”
care about her.”
kept me from not doing so, instead, I crossed my legs, resting my back against the couch.
progress. Tell me about it.”
that I’d been watching her. We don’t talk, I mean we exchanged
“Why not?”
common. We have different perspectives about relationships.”
“Do you believe that two opposite people attract?”
Yes. ”Maybe.” I
you say that you two have different
tabs on her. I know it sounds creepy,
“It’s alright. Tell me about
in the head. “...is her loose-tongued sharpness. I know not most men like that quality in a woman, but I like her just the way she is.” Whatever her reasons
great. Go on.”
the temptation, I am good at that, but I believe sex has more meaning
“And you believe that she doesn’t believe in
commitment-phobic. Her
“And it’s bothering you.”
care. It’s just— the thing is—” Fuck! I sighed. Why does it hard for me to express? “These
“How so?”
sad, and I knew something’s wrong. I’ve never seen her so down since I met her, but I can’t just tell her to open up to me, besides, she already questioned my
her trust for
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
thought that was it, but I was completely wrong. Something flipped inside me
it was
it’s that easy.”
have to trust
***
treadmill, a hundred push-ups, crunches, and sit-ups, but I wasn’t 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
I kinda knew what coffee she liked. Just the word talk made me wince in embarrassments of not having guts to ask her. Every time I saw her number on my phone, my brain
to the bench, lied down flat, and did a few bench pressing. Then, I placed the weight back, sat
breathed heavily after stepping out of the treadmill. Then propped his hands on his hips, looking down at me. “Try sharing. It’s
denied, raking my fingers through my damped
already and just do whatever you are planning to do,” he
I’m fine.” Pissed, I stood up
“Whatever grow your balls,
balls need growing!”
years. Personal entanglement was the last thing I wanted. It would complicate things. I
good, but this was me. I had to embrace what I’d become. Nothing was going to change my past. I was happy with it, until recently that I had to ask
even made friends. They’d grown on me, and I liked the feeling that I cared
had my heart leaped over
unusual message. I don’t even know what I am doing at the diner across the tattoo
I reread after reread her message. It was really from her because I had her number saved for almost two years.
doing here, Megan? Wanna get a tattoo?
it was right to ask or I sounded like a stupid. Finally, I hit send.
Megan: I am at the Diner. What do you
rolling her eyes. I typed my reply.
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