Love Disorder (Lesbian, Girlxgirl)

Chapter 5. Blaze

Chapter 5. Blaze

Like the past few weeks, sleep was a luxury I couldn't afford. I've slept for maybe three hours, and that was it. Things kept piling. Mom's death, moving houses, living under a celebrity's roof, Uno's weirdness, and lately, the hidden door in her bedroom. It was enough to make me sit on my bed in the wee hours of the morning, a nagging headache on my temple.

After staring at the darkness outside for minutes, I took it upon myself to act like a normal teenager. No movies, no games, and no online interactions. No wonder I was driving myself crazy. I dragged my backpack near the bed and took my laptop out. There was wifi in the house, thank goodness. I went to the familiar websites I used to visit before. What dresses were featured today? Maybe seeing it would perk my spirit.

My love for designing clothes went as far back as I could remember. Maybe I liked it after I saw the gowns that actresses wore on the red carpet. Or maybe I developed an interest because mom used to dress me like a doll. I had no idea. I just aspired to be a fashion designer one day. Carter, being a good friend, declared that he'd take the same course for college. Secretly, I knew it was to help his parent's business.

I myself didn't dress like I was going to the runway. My role was to make the dress, not wear it. I clicked on images in different websites, hoping to find a surge of inspiration. Too colorful, I thought as I exit an image. Too plain, I decided on another. Sigh. I couldn't concentrate. Nothing interested me.

I stared at the screen again and frowned. When did I type this? The name Uno was written on the search bar, pulling more than a million information automatically. A particular website caught my eye. www.TheOne.com. Home to hundreds of information's, pictures, and tidbits about Uno, the number one star in our hearts, was the caption underneath. I clicked that website out of curiosity. What could they possibly say about her?

The website was organized into different categories- photo's, general facts, quotes from Uno herself, and a fan forum. Whoever made or joined this site must have really admired her. All hundred millions of them. She really was popular. Incredible! Would they still like her if they knew that she was a bit. . . strange? I could tell that they would.

I chose the pictures category first. There was a photo of Uno in every side possible- left, right, eating, talking, walking, checking her phone. In almost all pictures you could see that her expression was the same, serious. Except when she was acting that is. That was when her eyes sparkled in the picture. She was more alive. Kind of like the Uno who took me to the restaurant.

I touched her lips on the screen. So beautiful and soft. I slammed my laptop shut. My thoughts were straying in that direction again. Not good. Not good at all. I pushed myself off the bed and stretched my arms. Breathe in. Breathe out. That's it Riri. No need to panic. Girl crushes were normal. You just didn't have one before. I might have been mature for my age, but I was a late bloomer in other aspects.

A soft knock sounded on my door. I glanced out the window. It was still dark. "Hey," Uno said when I peeked. "Are you awake?"

I opened the door wider. "No, I'm actually sleepwalking."

She brushed off my snappy remark with a shrug. "I guess I was mean to you yesterday."

"You guess? You practically bit my head off when I told you about the cuts on your arm."

"Yeah about that." She scratched her head. "I'd like to make it up to you."

"How?" I asked dubiously. If this was some sort of trick to impose her tyranny on me again, I'd like to know early so I wouldn't be affected by it. Her moods changed in a snap of a finger. It was criminal.