'PART 11'

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4 days...

4 days of Disturbance

4 days of distraction

4 days of longing...

I can't even sleep. That image of her in that dress haunts me to my soul. How hard i tried, I kept gazing her all over after that, because I thought she could never look such beautiful like an angel..

I kept punching the bag, harder and harder. Sweat drips down, and blood oozes out after silence. He's dead. The man in my punching bag is dead. I pull away, drinking a glass of water, "That girl makes me go crazy sometimes..." I had no intention of hitting anyone, But with that dress on her curves and Her waist in my hands...I really wanted some source to take it out. So, I killed out a rapist by taking him out of jail. I told my man to dispose the body somewhere.

I washed my hands and go for a bath. My mind's been really conflicting since these days... When i entered the bathroom, finding a relief..The empty bathroom and the hot water only amplified my thoughts...

What would happen if she got in my hands again? If I didn't compose myself that time, then? What if I drag her to my bed and get rid of that dre-

"No, Shut up!!" I shouted to myself, hitting myself on the head. "Andrea...You..you Torment me.." I grumbled. I brushed my hand in my hairs, and went entirely inside my tub, Water always did the best to soothe me. Now I can think clearly.

I sighed, something is going on with me. I need someone to discuss it with. Someone who would give me advice and tell me what is going on with me.. And if it is what I'm thinking..? "No. I can't." I told myself, but looking myself at the mirror, my ears were already flushing red, "Must be the water." I told myself again. but that thought again...

"FUCK!!" My head comes out the water as I settle at the corner, quiet. After a while, Deren comes inside the bathroom. "Yō, you bathin' here?" I looked up at him, eyebrow raised, "No, I'm eating." Deren grumbled, "Always a grumpy asshole, aren't you?" He pulled off his clothes and joined me inside my tub. "Since when do you think you could join me inside the tub when I'm getting cleaned?" I asked, trying to be gruff.

"Since Today." He answered nonchalantly, "I heard you scream. Somethin' wrong?" I tensed, abit, "No. None of your business." He grunts again, "Cmon, i can help! Only if it isn't your..office business Hehe..." Deren is in a relationship with Sophia, he must know about this and all, "Er...Do you happen to get dreams of Sophia maybe...? when you guys weren't together?" He raised his eyebrows and blushed abit. 

"Oh..I still dream about her. But yeah, I used to get a lot of dreams about her, I used to think about her, one day she made a cake with her cheeks engulfed in cream just for me..and I think I could never forget that image of hers..." I lowered my head, looking at the water at my reflection. His single answer gave all the answers to my question. I asked again, "SO what did that mean? Like, you dream about her... thinking about her...?" He made that 'WTF' look, "I liked her brother! It was clear to me since I started thinking about her!"

"You dream and think about the person you adore." He said, then looked at me, "Why you asking me that? You happen to never interfere in my personal life." I looked away and shrugged, "Made sure you two were doing good." He crawled closer, "No no brother, for my years staying with you, you're no-nonsense demeaner never consisted of knowing how people do well..." His lips suddenly curved in a smile, "Are you perhaps trying to court Andrea?" 

Fuck.

"Oh, shut up." I grumbled. 

His smirk widened, "I knew it! You had never been close to any girl! I had already sensed the chemistry between you too!! I know the way you looked at her when Laurence took her once! I had watched last Sunday how you took her in arms!! You are definitely in love." By speaking all that, he settled his back at the edge of tub, his hand folded behind his head and eyes close with a proud smile like he just gave the world a map to treasure. "I'm not in love with her. She's annoying." 

"Deny it all you want; my words would turn true soon." He said it so nonchalantly but then he looked at me, "Okay, reality check. Are you getting Andrea's images in that head of yours?" I sighed, knowing there's no point of hiding it now. "Yeah." Almost reluctantly, that word escaped my lips. He smiled again.

Bastard.

"Well thennn...Does Andrea know?~" He asked "no!" I replied instantly. Somehow it scares me if she knows what's going on. "Hmm, well Andrea's a great choice." He leaned back again, "She's smart, self-made billionaire, hardworking, pretty hot, I even heard she knows defense." My eyes narrowed, "How about I tell your girlfriend you're calling her sister hot?" His eyes widened, "NO No! I was just telling you, her character." I grunted, and came out of the tub, "Then you better shut that mouth of yours and not spill the tea out." He nodded, "Yessir."

I came back inside my room, wearing boxers and going in the bed, ...love? I can't e in love with Andrea..It could be a mere attraction or maybe lust..But love? No way, I'm not in some fairytale. I closed the light and closed my eyes, I feel much better now, but a thought lingered:

Is it just attraction or...


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