Mistakes Of Love

1- Red Skies

-*- MINX -*-

Finally stream had ended, I could finally be like myself.

I hadn't have much energy to stream longer than an hour, I wasn't quite sure why. I shut down Twitch and turned off my PC and monitor.

Sighing, I checked my phone and saw texts from my friends and some new Twitter mentions from Austin. Yes, the guy who runs Love or Host.

I hate him sometimes, but he's like, 16 percent of my income. I swiped my thumb across the cool glass, watching as the device burst into colors of life.

My old roommates have been texting me recently after my move, but I have been ignoring them. I sent Kiera a quick message.

doing fine! Just ended stream

I left it at that and went onto the app of literal hell. Twitter,

I groaned internally as I saw millions of messages and mentions. My eyes quickly scanned through the notifications.

Austin-
Hey Minx, wanna do
another ep of Love
Or Host?

I don't know Austin. they never
work out for me. Plus Schlatt will
just fuck it up once again.

please Minx!! if you end up with someone. we'll give you 50,000!

UGH FINE! You win, this time.

:)

I closed out of the DMS between Austin and I. My eyes once again, dancing across the jumbled mess of words and letters. One caught my eye. It was a mention from Schlatt.

J. Schlatt
To be honest with you all, I really miss @justaminx. our relationship in person is a lot different than our on screen relationship. So I would like to propose to the Love or Host community to do their show IN PERSON, and I'll get everything set up.
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|@justaminx - anything for you bb ;)

I quickly turned off Twitter before anything else could have happened. I stared blankly at my home screen. Reality contorted before my vision. My vision was obscured by daydreams, I almost missed a call by the dumb man himself. Schlatt.

Swiping my phone on the screen, dragging the green button, I heard a voice disrupting my peace.

"Minx! Hey, what are you doing?"

"About to go to sleep, what the hell do you want?"

"Deciding to bother you. Sorry to keep you up. I can hang up you know."

"No, no, you're fine. It takes me awhile to fall  asleep anyways."

"alright. So, I watched your stream today."

"Oh? I thought you had family coming in town?"

"Nah, I canceled it. I was tossing around the idea of joining you or not. Plus, I wasn't feeling very well."

"I hope you get to feeling better, but you should've, chat was boring me to sleep."

"You're rude."

"Thanks for that compliment."

Small laughter escaped our lips. Soon, the atmosphere shifted. I didn't know what it was, but it couldnt be a good thing. Something about it seemed to catch onto Schlatt as well. He shifted in his seat.

"I'm happy that you picked up."

"I always do."

"I know. And that's why I am always happy."

"Okay, you must be ill, you're being a class a simp."

"Minx, stop. We're not in front of millions of people right now. What happened to that sweet side of you?"

I felt my chest tighten, my breathing quickened. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, "I don't know John. I really don't."

"Am I making you feel vulnerable Becca?"

Silence was my only answer. Loud, roaring silence. I closed my eyes, "No, not that. I don't know how else to explain it. Loneliness makes me feel vulnerable, but this.. this is something else."

"Well, I'm open ears. What is it then?"

I took a moment of silence to gain all of my confidence and self respect.

"I think I'm in love with you."

Silence. It was loud and made my heart thump loudly against my chest. In the ocean of my complicated emotions, I felt myself jump right in. The waters were cold. Colder than the silent reply.

As I opened my eyes, my view contorted into his face. I could see him jumping right in after me. But in water, while you're drowning, you feel peaceful. I fell to the bottom, trying to sink in the feelings and confusion. I didn't want to feel it anymore. The silence... The coldness.. it was too much.

But he grabbed my arm and pulled me up.

"I like you too Minx."

That five letter sentence hit me like a fresh breath of air. I was drenched, but warm air filled around me. All of a sudden, we were on this small island. Isolated from shore of my heart.

There he was. Standing next to me. His thumbs were caressing my face, his other four fingers were tangled in my wet hair.

"Don't lie to me."

Before our lips could touch, I flew away from his embrace. I desperately ran, but was blocked by glass. That's right... He's so far. There's a screen separating us. He's not actually there.

I put my hand against the cool glass.

"I'm not."

His hand was aligned with my hand. We set our foreheads against the glass. So close... yet so far. He was out of my reach. It felt painful to know that I could see him, that I could hear him. Yet I couldn't touch him.

"I want to see you."

"Come to New York."

I lifted my warm forehead off the cool glass.

"Idiot. New York doesn't exist."

"Scottish people aren't real."

Careful laughter filled both of our ears. I carried my phone over to my desk that held my set up. I clicked the power button on my PC and turned on one of my monitors.

I searched for plane tickets to New York, to and back. I found one that left in two days. I bought it immediately.

"Done?"

"Done."

I turned the electronics back off and turned off my lamps. I then turned on my LEDS. "Goodnight Johnathan."

"Good night Rebecca."

I took my hand off the glass and backed away. There, he stayed. Waving me off. With a smile, I turned around and headed off into the comfort of darkness. Soon, I was surrounded in darkness, and reality washed away before my closed eyes.

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