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

to run and never come back. Something kept me from not doing so,

progress. Tell me about

know if she knows that I’d been watching her. We don’t talk, I mean we exchanged his and hellos a couple of times, but we never got a chance to have a long chit-chat and talk about ourselves.”

not?”

We

two opposite people attract?”

Yes. ”Maybe.” I

you say that you

keeping tabs on her. I know it sounds creepy,

me about

like her just the way she is.” Whatever her reasons for avoiding a relationship, I wouldn’t stop until I figure

great. Go on.”

had a couple of one-night stands. It’s because I couldn’t escape, but I’ve been in a serious relationship as well. I can handle the temptation, I am good at that, but I believe sex has more

she doesn’t believe in relationships?”

commitment-phobic. Her friends’ word. Not mine.”

bothering

thing is—” Fuck! I sighed. Why does it hard for me

“How so?”

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 am wrong about

“You want to gain her trust for her to open up

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,

reminded me of someone. I thought that was it, but I was completely wrong. Something flipped inside me and told

Reed was right, it was immensely

it’s that easy.”

“You just have to trust yourself, Forrest.”

***

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

approaching Megan and asked her if we could talk over a coffee. I scoffed. Now, I’m weird. Over a coffee? Yeah, I kinda knew what coffee she liked. Just the

did a few bench

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 to talk to someone and ask for help once in a while.

dude,” I denied, raking my fingers through my

his 3C hair with the black headband. “Grow some balls already and just do whatever you are planning to do,” he added.

I’m fine.” Pissed, I stood up and walked away from him.

grow your

balls need growing!”

entanglement was the last thing I wanted. It would complicate things. I kept reminding myself that many times for a week now, but it didn’t help. I realized it was too

I’d become. Nothing was going to change my past. I was happy with it, until recently that I had to ask

They’d grown on me, and I liked the feeling that I cared about someone more

had my heart leaped over my throat. Speaking of the devil. How did she

Sorry for this unusual message. I don’t even know what I am doing at the diner across

was really from her because I had her number saved for almost two years.

you doing here,

My thumb hung in the air, rereading my message if it was right to ask or I

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

her rolling her eyes. I typed

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