Natsukashii (AMBW AU) {SLOW UPDATES}

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"Alex," I spoke to him through the phone.

He grumbled, "Yes?"

"Stop trying to distance yourself away from me," I dead panned not wanting to beat around the bush, "It didn't work when we were teenagers and it's not going to work now."

"Yeah, whatever." He muttered into the phone before clearly speaking, "I'm not trying to get rid of you- again. Look, I gotta go to work."

"But your shift-"

He hung up on me, how nice of him.

Alex had been someone I cared for since we were little freshmen in high school and now that we were full grown adults sometimes I still don't know how to help the guy. He's a very closed off person when it comes to his feelings and emotions and it can be difficult at times to come off as the best friend and not the therapist. When I do try and talk to him about his past all he does is shrug it off like it doesn't matter and say, "No. Do not start that therapist psychology bullshit on me Shiloh."

Every once and a while I'll find a way to get some information out of him. It can be really hard to do since he can be so uptight about me trying to help him. He strictly refuses to let me know anything about his past and whether it still affects him now. But getting out how he is really feeling is a lot easier and just takes some of my special charms, aka knowing how to trick him into saying what I want to hear.

After awhile I learned how to differentiate my work self and my non-work self. I had to draw the line between therapist and friend, it was hard to do at first but now it was as simple as getting a guy hard. When it came to being a therapist I had to be professional and not gain any sort of emotional connection with my patients. That being I had to separate my emotions from the work place too. But when it came to being a friend, I turned off my therapist mindset and stopped trying to get information out of people. I just came to them as someone who truly cared and not someone doing this because it's the only way I can make money.

I waited to go to Alex's workplace, which was at the mechanics, when I knew he'd be on his break. I always dropped him off his lunch for the day, it was easier that way so he didn't have to buy McDonalds or something. I didn't have an appointment until late this afternoon, so I was beyond bored on what to do for the few hours I had to spare. I couldn't bother Alex since he was on his way to work and wouldn't let me drive him.

I decided to call my parents up to see if I could stop by since I rarely see them anymore with all of our busy schedules. The phone rung twice before my dad picked up the phone. I could tell he just finished his breakfast with the way he sighed in delight before answering.

"Hey Papa," I greeted him, "How are you and Mama?"

"We're good sweetie, what about you?" My father's deep morning voice spoke into the phone.

"I'm alright, Papa. Are you doing anything right now? I asked him.

"No, why?"

I took a sip of tea before answering, "I wanted to come over and spend some time with you guys before I had to go to work."

"Yeah, of course you can come over Pumpkin," He said in a joking voice knowing I hated him calling me that.

I groaned into the phone, "Papa... You know I hate that."

"But you love me." I could almost see him grinning over the phone whilst he sat on the couch in the living room.