Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Love or Hate ❯ Volume Ten, Chapter Sixty-Nine: Fantasies ( Chapter 69 )

Fantasies

-Isao-

Okay, I have to confess weird to you. Ready? Okay. I have been having fantasies about Mai. Don't laugh. I don't know why it's happening. No, I don't like her.

I sat back and sighed.

I don't know where I'm going with this. I rubbed my forehead. Can you bear with me for a moment? Thank you. I took a sip of my beer.

Don't get me wrong. Mai's still a raging bitch. But… But… I am starting to see another side of her. It comes out when she's drunk. But it's the real her. I can't really describe it. I at least want to try and talk to her. We don't have to be friends. We just need to find some common ground. I just want to get through this tour without any more headaches.

Hm? What about my fantasies about her? My face burned bright red. I took a drink.

Well… You know what they are. Please don't make me repeat them here. I sighed again. It's getting worse, you know? I have these fantasies almost every night. I smell her. I feel her. I taste her. I started breathing heavily.

“Easy, boy,” Gary said over facetime. I rolled my eyes.

“Shut up, man,” I said. “I'm being serious here.”

“Okay, okay,” he said. “Geez. What do you want me to say?” I sighed and rubbed my forehead.

“I want to stop,” I said. “Why is this happening to me?” There was a pause as my ex stared at me.

“What?” I asked. Gary shrugged at me.

“What do you want me to say?” he asked. I puffed my cheeks up as I frowned. I paid no attention to the receptionist staring at me. She gave me an odd look before returning back to her work. I rolled my eyes.

“I don't know,” I admitted.

“Well… How do you really feel about her?” he asked. I froze. Six months ago, I would've said I despised her. But now I'm not so sure. I sighed.

“You don't know do you?” Gary asked. I shook my head. Damn it, Mai! Why was she doing this to me? I leaned back in the plush leather chair. I rubbed my forehead. Somehow, I had the feeling that things were going to get more strained.

And it would five nights later…

Track Sixty-Nine