Fantasy ( Please do not ReaD)

Part 58

CHAPTER 58

" Jesus ! She knew we were lying the whole fucking time ", I sat inside of trevante's apartment. He poured more wine into my glass.

" Clearly ", he sipped from the wine bottle and unbuttoned his shirt.

" What do we tell her ", I pressed my hand to my forehead in a stressed fashion.

" I'm not telling her all my fuckin business. That's all I know. She doesn't need to know everything but we should probably reveal just a little bit more. We need an excuse about my father or something ", he put his arm around my head rest.

" We could say the truth except say that he intruded into our home and tried to rob you because of jealousy of your company and stuff. He was basically you're stalker sending you signs. Make him seem crazy. He was an intruder so you shot him ", I shrugged before I chugged the rest of my wine.

" That doesn't explain all the countless other nightmares that I've been having about all the other people I had to kill y/n. How do we explain that ? ", he stood up in front of me now.

" We can just say that growing up in Cuba you saw a lot of people close to you die because of gang related shit in you're area. We'll pull the " I'm a product of my environment " card. Deal ? ", I stood up now.

He rolled his eyes. I crossed my arms and pushed his arm. I got up ready to leave.

" What ! ", he stood up irritated.

" You act like you don't wanna fucking coroperate with me. I'm doing this to save us ", I stood up. We squared off.

" You think it's fucking easy for me to randomly tell my business to a stranger. I'm one of the richest blacks living in Europe now and North America and not because of noble shit either. It's all drug money. I have to protect that. You want counseling or a life of no worries ", he folded his arms.

" I got money and I got worries ", I felt my eyes fill up.

He saw my expression and softened up. I tried to walk out the door but he stopped me.

He stared in my eyes with an eased face and nodded slowly. He would agree to go further with the counseling.

And so the next appointment...we did just that. We bent the truth once more. She believed us this time or maybe she was tired of intruding.

" Now it all makes sense. I've got a sheet here ready for you trevante and I'm going to read out some symptoms for you and you just tell me if you have them. After that I'll give you some assignments to do during the week to exercise you're marriage ", she pulled out another clipboard and put on her reading glasses.

" Irritability, agitation, hostility or self destructive behavior ? ", she asked.

" Self destructive behavior ", he sighed.

" Loneliess or guilt? Loss of interest in certain things ? ", she checked.

" No ", he said.

" Insomnia or nightmares ", she looked up from her pen.

" Both ", he said.

" Emotional detachment or Unwanted thoughts of any kind ", she tilted her head waiting for his answer.

" Unwanted thoughts, Yeah ", he responded.

I turned to him with a concerned face before looking away. I rested my hand back on his thigh.

" Numbness ? ", she asked.

" At times ", he shrugged.

" Although I've been numb since I was small. There's very few things that make me actually react. I think it's more so a desensitization thing ", he added.