𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐥! Last chapt on hiatus

26

Sorry I didn't kiss you
But its obvious I wanted to
Bubble gum down my throat and its a curse
But my luck couldnt get any worse

Gun stretched his arms and legs, laying on his bed as he stared blankly at the ceiling, allowing the music to blast loudly and freely on his room.

He didn't care, he couldn't give a fuck anymore. Hell he wasn't even sure now if he could still feel shit-- he felt almost numb. He would occasionally pinch himself or just punch himself in the arm to see if it hurted, or if he would give any reaction from it. And he was still a bit relieved when he felt pain-- even by the slightest ones, atleast that way he knew that he was not numb, that he could still feel, that he was still there..

Chewing a bubble gum quietly, Gun allowed the music to only be a background on his mind as he thought about what was really happening with him. The thoughts of Off remained clouded in his mind.

One week, it's been one whole week since Jane had been regularly going out and coming back home after about-- 5 hours? Gun wasn't sure, he didn't want to count. He didn't have to count. It's not like it'll make any difference if he put any thought in it since he knew even though Jane may be a reckless and laid-back teenager, she was a responsible and reasonable one. Besides its not like he had any rights to stop her. Or he didn't have any energy anymore.

Even bothering to ask the girl the simple question "Hey how you've been?" or "Who are you going out  with nowadays?", Gun didn't need to ask. He already knew. He already knew that it was Off. Or perhaps he convinced himself that he didn't need to know because he already knew, but the truth was he didn't ask because he didn't want to know if it's actually Off. Besides, he also rarely saw him in the university.

One time he actually passed by him, but Off didn't know-- well, he didn't necessarily need to. God his heart pounded like it's been the first time he saw him after several years. He stopped immediately at his tracks, his breath hitched and started getting uneven when he kept the gaze he had on the taller. It didn't seem like he noticed the strong and emotional stare one shorty was landing on him, because his focus was on something else. Until it became someone else.

Gun's knees felt weak and it was as if his heart dropped down to his stomach when he saw someone approaching him.

Jane held two juice boxes in her hands as she ran to Off who was sitted at the bench in their university's park. Her hair was slicked back into a ponytail while Off's was gently swept to the left, his hair being gracefully carried by the wind as he put down the book he was reading beside him, gladly accepting the juice in Jane's hand with an oh so sweet smile.

It's been a while since Gun saw him smile. No- its been a while since he saw him. A few days was already a while for him since Off actually decided to leave the Film Club. Well, it's not like Gun could do anything, its his choice, who is he to make him stay.  'Too bad the smile's not for you.' Gun's subconscious interfered, making him grunt towards the sudden voice in his head.

He was about to leave, he wanted to move his feet that seemed like it was suddenly rooted to where he was standing. Even his own feet didn't cooperate with him. It was as if everything was torturing him to remember that tall bastard he wanted to forget. 'But you don't want to forget him, do you?' the voice spoke again. "Shut the fuck up." Gun mumbled, successfully moving his feet but immediately stumbling the moment he did, he bumped into someone.

He turned around and immediately said sorry, it was Tay. Wow. Just wow, how great. The events on New's house then resurfaced in his mind.

"Him too!?" Gun almost yelled, sounding so shock.