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 her.”

just admitted. I wanted to run and never come back. Something kept me from not doing so, instead,

Tell me about

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

“Why not?”

nothing in common. We have different perspectives about relationships.”

“Do you believe that two opposite people attract?”

Yes. ”Maybe.” I shrugged.

you two have different perspectives?”

I know it

me about her.”

I know not most men like that quality in a woman, but I like her just the way she is.” Whatever her reasons for avoiding a relationship, I wouldn’t stop until I figure out. “I have different views about

great. Go

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 meaning when two persons share it with special connections, with trust at

that she doesn’t believe in relationships?”

so. She’s a commitment-phobic.

bothering

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

“How so?”

seemed lost, 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 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

trust for her to open up

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

someone. I thought that was it, but I was completely wrong. Something flipped inside me and told me to do something, and that

right, it was

it’s that easy.”

just have to trust yourself,

***

of the time. The Fleur Gym was just next door from the

been a week since I planned on 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 word talk made me wince in embarrassments of not

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

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

dude,” I denied, raking my fingers through my damped hair.

the black headband. “Grow some balls already and just do whatever you are planning to do,”

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

“Whatever grow your balls, Wood!”

balls need growing!”

put myself together. I couldn’t let this thing mix up with my priority that I’d been investing over these years. Personal entanglement was the last thing I wanted. It would complicate things. I kept reminding

do any good, but this was me. I had to embrace what I’d become. Nothing was going to change my past.

and I liked the feeling that I cared

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

I am doing at the

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

 What are you doing here, Megan?

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

Megan: I am at the Diner. What do you think? I

her

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