A Gentle Disease (Joel Hokka)

(7) Please Don't Question Why

Sonja

Today I wasn't feeling so great, my body was beat up. I went to my morning lectures and went to physical therapy. Joe was waiting for me, I was already in my workout gear.

We started with the pull up bar, I was attacking it. Doing some obliques, some abs and stretching my back. Romanian deadlifts, with lunges and stretches. I kept attacking all the exercises. My body broke out a sweat, I liked to challenge my body.

"Good Iron Lady keep going!" Joe says while we did a final set of heel slides but he leans a lot of his weight onto me, so I had push and pull him. My hips were on fire. I did marching in place but with so much pressure that my whole body was shaking.

"Bloody hell! That was epic." I said to Joe while I laid on the mat. These exercises were my escape from reality, a couple more exercises and we were done.

"Damn girl! You're killing it always!" Joe says while scooping me up which caused a laugh to escape my lips. I hugged him, God he was seriously the best.

I walk in and grab my bag and pulled my hair out of it's bun. I walked out with my Veja Nova high top trainers hitting the ground. My Blackcraft Lucipurr hoodie pulled over my head.

I found myself going into the cafe and pulled out my laptop, I did a little bit of work. I was trying my hardest to dodge hanging out with Aleksi. I walked past a few people they were staring at me, like as if something was wrong with me?

Doctors had assumed I had a sports injury or just broke my leg, I sighed. Everything was just so exhausting. I saw Joel enter the cafe, but I made sure to keep my head down. My headphones were blasting Brompton Cocktail by Avenged Sevenfold.

Yes although the song was about sucide for some reason, the song described my emotions quite well. I felt a tap on my shoulder and I looked up, it was Joel standing in front of me.

I pressed the spacebar to pause the song, I took off my matte black beats while I sipped my Matcha latte. I wasn't really an avid coffee drinker.

"What do you want Joel?" I asked the blonde man in front of me.

"I haven't seen you in a while and how's everything with you?" Joel asks me and I shrugged.

"Why do you care Joel? Don't you have groupies who want to hang off you? Like why are you sitting in front of me?" I asked him. I knew it was harsh, but I've seen Joel's Instagram.

He focuses on the blonde, tattooed women who were skinny and big breasted. I mean I knew that it's stupid to have a person like Joel interested. Who knows this was all a game to him!

"Is it that bad that I want to speak to you? Besides you look like you have a lot on your mind." Joel says while I sipped my matcha latte.

"Please don't question why, you won't understand the struggle I go through. You're the perfect man that every woman wants in their bed, in their arms. Whereas I'm just broken inside that can't open up to you." I whispered to the tall blonde haired vocalist sitting in front of me. His hand reaches out to mine, he placed it on top of mine.

"Sonja don't assume you think I know what I go through. I maybe in a band that's successful. But I too have my own demons." Joel says to me. His glacier blue eyes stared into mine. I sighed, while I closed my laptop.

I shoved my laptop in my rucksack, while Joel and I were taking a walk in the park. We decided to walk around Sibelius Park, in silence.

"Do you listen to HIM or black metal?" Joel asks while I walk with him and I nodded with a chuckle.

"Of course I do... my bands range from Dissection, Gorgorth, Watain, Celtic Frost and a lot more. I like symphonic metal too." I said, while Joel nods at my music taste.