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

and never come back. Something kept me from not doing so, instead, I crossed my legs, resting

“That’s progress. Tell me about it.”

and a half ago. I just don’t 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

not?”

We

two opposite people

Yes. ”Maybe.” I

you say that you

her. I know it sounds

alright. Tell me

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

Go on.”

couldn’t escape, but I’ve been in a serious relationship as well. I can handle the temptation, I am good at

she doesn’t believe

commitment-phobic.

bothering

is—” Fuck! I 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

to gain her trust for her to

away, thinking of how should I answer her that I wanted more. 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

Megan reminded me 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 a

Reed was right, it was

“I wish it’s that easy.”

just have to trust yourself, Forrest.”

***

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

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 word talk

lied down flat, and did a few bench pressing. Then, I placed the weight back, sat up, and growled

distracted, man.” DJ Kyan breathed heavily after stepping out of the treadmill. Then propped his hands on his hips, looking down at me.

I denied, raking my

already and just do whatever you are planning

stood up and walked away from

“Whatever grow your

need growing!”

these years. Personal 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 late. My life had been complicated

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

I even made friends. They’d grown on me, and I liked the feeling that I cared about someone more than myself.

popped up from my screen that had my heart leaped over my throat. Speaking of the devil. How did

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

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

here, Megan? Wanna get

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

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

feel her rolling her eyes. I typed my reply.

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