Love Disorder (Lesbian, Girlxgirl)

Chapter 20. Snoop

Chapter 20. Snoop

The original goal of treatment for DID was integration- making the separated personalities into one. However, if that wasn't possible, a harmonious coexistence between Uno and Blaze would be more than enough. Neither integration nor coexistence would occur if she wouldn't be able to come to terms with her traumatic experience. At present, we had zero clue with what happened to her past to make her this way.

My personal quest, aside from being a good designer and manager, was to help Uno and Blaze in any way I could. I was beginning to understand why mom took everything away with her death so I'd be forced to stay with her talent. It wasn't because she wanted Uno and Blaze to take care of me. It was the other way around. Mom must have felt that I would be the only person who could stay with them and not judge.

"Thanks for coming with me," I said to Carter. "I know that you're busy with school and helping with your parent's shop." His eyes were focused on the road as he drove the car. I was on the front passenger seat with him.

"No need for thanks Ri. I'll go to the end of the world and back for you." He snorted while making a left turn. "And school? Psh. Easy peasy." Carter has formally started college two weeks ago. I didn't join him for the reasons that we've discussed before.

"Let me make it up to you at least," I said. "How does ice cream sound?"

"Ice cream sounds good, but I'd rather you save your money." He glanced quickly at me. "Is she paying you?"

"Not yet for being a manager. We haven't had a formal project since the concert." I stared out of the window as we came to a stop in front of the traffic light. The kid on the car next to us waved to me. She reminded me of Blaze who I haven't seen since the day of the concert. I sighed and stared ahead. "I've called Uno's talent agent to ask for projects. She might have an audition in line for us."

"How are you holding up with money then?" Carter asked.

"I get a monthly allowance from her," I said. "I don't really need it since I barely go out of the house anyway, but she insisted." Manager Chance would have wanted me to, I recalled Uno saying with a stubborn look on her face as she gave me a thick envelop. It was an awkward moment that I didn't want to relieve. "I also get money from the designs I sell online. You shouldn't worry about me, really. I live with a millionaire." The light turned green. Our car moved forward again.

"After hearing that, I won't worry anymore," he said. "If I have half your talent on designing clothes, I'd be rich by now. I was thinking that you made the right choice in skipping college to start your dreams early."

"Yeah, but don't you dare follow my example. Your parents will kill me if you stop." I glared at him. "Why do I get the feeling that you're not enjoying school, mister?"

He shrugged. "It's not as fun without you, and I'm also eager to help on the shop full-time. The customers who come every day are becoming fewer. I'd have to step in and see what I can do before the business crashes."

I placed my hand on top of his on the gearstick. He was tense. Poor Carter. He was the youngest, but he wanted to shoulder everything for their family. "I'll ask Uno to model for your business. I can't promise anything though. She has her own stuff to deal with. As your friend, I want to keep you in the loop, but as her manager." And someone who loves her. "I need to keep my mouth shut."

He nodded. "It's cool. I'm just glad that you're willing to try." I removed my hand from his so he could drive properly. "Is the stuff she's dealing with related to where we're going now?" he said. I've asked him to accompany me to Uno's parents. He was good at picking up subtle cues like this.