Obsessed

ten | absence

Amiryla

I hadn't seen June for a record breaking week. I was starting to think he either disappeared or died. Not sure how I feel about either of those possibilities.

Even weirder that his less annoying best friend, Mohammed, was still on campus. Most of the time when June was present, so was he. He seemed normal, so maybe June was still among us. I just couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation as to why or how June Vatican's absence came about.

I should be cheering, enjoying my freedom, but instead I'm trying to solve a mystery case in my head.

It was all too much, from the start of the week, I was so anxious that he'd suddenly pop up out of nowhere. I made sure to avoid any article of clothing that would make him upset. I even made a special effort to ignore eye contact with any human male specimen anywhere, just so he wouldn't fuss.

It's Friday now and I don't know what to do.

Anui would start school in two weeks, so I had no company in any of my classes. Not that he would even allow me to.

I look very forward to Anui's arrival, having to sit alone at lunch, and not being able to make new friends gets pretty depressing. I hated having to stay up late to accommodate my Central Time for East African time zones. We made it work sometimes but agreed that texting was better for the both of us. We wouldn't have to go through that anymore and I'm grateful that Anui's mom finally came to her senses to bring her daughter back home.

With the uncertain amount freedom I have, I unzip my jacket for some air, it was the same tank top he had yelled at me for. But in blue. Sometimes when you like something too much, you have to get it in another color.

My headphones played One of the Girls by The Weeknd as I roamed the empty halls.

I smile to myself, I can't remember the last time I felt so liberated for this long. It actually feels...

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It feels horrible, that's what it feels like. Not even an hour into the school day I found myself in June's tight hold.

Well the person didn't say he was June but I knew it was June just cause. He wore a black hoodie with matching black pants. I couldn't keep up with his long strides, he was basically dragging me with him to whatever location he headed. I hadn't bothered paying attention to our whereabouts, cause I was too occupied with trying to release myself from his monster grip.

He doesn't even say anything, he just keeps walking the both of us until we find ourselves in the middle of fucking nowhere of a forest.

I should start screaming, but I doubt that would even help at this point.

He finally releases me and turns around. Only the top half of his face is out on display while  the bottom half is covered by a black mask. Nonetheless, his green orbs alone captivate his beauty.

He looks like he's about to rob a store . I liked it better when he was gone.

I don't even make an effort to say anything. I simply cross my arms and kick the rocks on the ground. If I run, there's trouble, if I scream, there's trouble.

This man is unbearable.

"Sit down" I hesitate but there's this look in this eyes, a look that says 'I'm going to do something you won't like if you don't listen to me'.  With that, I sit on the grass, cursing in my head cause my pants were probably now stained.

To my surprise, June sits down next to me, but not only does he sit down, he decides to lay his head on my lap and plays with my braids.

Where does this boy get his audacity?

I don't even know what to do or say so I just stay silent. It takes a while before he speaks up and from the sound of his voice, he sounded like he had a sore throat.

"I missed you."

Okay

"I missed you a lot actually. I'm sure you didn't miss me. I wasn't even going to show up today but I had to see you."

For some reason my heart flutters and the moths make their uninvited return.

"Ughhh, why does it have to be like this?" He groans. Seconds later he's flipped over and hugging my waist. I can't tell which is more awkward, the one sided conversation or this position he has me in.

"Believe it or not Lya, I lo- like you okay? I don't care if you ignore what I have to say, but you're the only person I can rant to right now, and I'm one more nerve away from doing something I'll regret."

I don't reply but he takes the chance to snuggle into my stomach.Maybe it would be cute if we were a couple but this is June, so nope. Not cute. At all. Whatsoever. Never.

"I can't stand him Lya, I can't. All he wants to do is control me, make my life decisions, take hold of MY destiny and alternate it to fit his needs. I never even asked to be heir, he's fifty-four. He has time. He can wait for Theo to grow up and take over. I don't want anything to do with that bastard. I'll make my own fucking empire, I don't care!"

Now it was safe to assume the person he complained about is his father, I didn't know exactly why he's ranting this to me, but it's quite obvious that the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree.

June Vatican is a hypocrite.

Complaining about being controlled yet constantly controls me. Should I laugh or slap him?

He doesn't speak for a whole minute and instead buried his face further into my lower stomach, his chin dangerously near my hoo ha.

"Let me kiss you."

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