Touchless

chapter 5

Adrian Brooks

The devil himself compared to this lady is almost as harmless as a kitten. She is the reason for my misery: Trixy Devilmen.

I mean, she has the power to break me with just a blink, and, years later, she still has the power to walk up to me as though we have been friends for years.

Here I am sitting with a man, who is my psychiatrist, who I feel grab my hand but instead of jumping or trying to run away I turn my hand to a position so my glove is well fitted in his hand. The she-devil walks over to our table. “Adrian! Is that you? Oh My God I haven’t seen you since you were little!” She smiles as she speaks but her sight was on her next victim. I turn and look between Victor and Trixy. Victor is looking at me, smiling softly. I sigh and force a smile onto my face to hide the pain I feel from my past.

“Hello. I am Mr. Carson, would you like to sit and have coffee with us?” My head snaps towards Victor. What is he thinking? I mean of course he doesn’t know my past as well as I do, but he could have at least asked me if that was OK.

I squeeze Victor’s hand as Trixy sits down across from us. Trixy starts to flirt with Victor, Almost without hesitation Trixy’s hand lands on Victor’s lap while she laughs batting her fake lashes. Noticing they way she seems so captivated by anything and everything Victor says no matter what starts to irritate me to a very large degree.

I need to do something to get his attention. As soon as the thought came into mind Victor’s Drink arrives as he sips from his Brûlée Caramel Coffee from a straw. I watch his hands the moment he sets his drink down the drink is in my hands I drink from the straw shivering. Victor’s eyes meet mine as I set his empty cup down, meanwhile, Trixy seems upset that I am getting his attention so she starts to touch Victor’s face.

“Please stop touching me I have noticed you are not being very lady like. I have felt your leg rubbing mine for the longest I haven’t said anything out of consideration for your dignity.” Victor says looking at Trixy slowly.

Trixy as though she has heard that he would spit on her cat, takes the smoothie, I didn’t notice earlier, and opens it and tilts it so it pours on my head I gasp standing up. Victor grabs napkins and starts to help clean me up. Trixy on the other hand is furious and starts to walk away.

“Sorry I didn’t realize she was tormenting you” Victor says as he takes off his jacket and puts it over my shoulders.

I started to realize something, I like Victor and that is highly unprofessional. He walks beside me “we missed our reservation. But that is quite OK seeing as you accomplished something on the list today.” I bow my head a bit standing by a river that goes under a bridge.

“What is the matter that is a good thing” he tries to cheer me up but the point wasn’t I did something on the list it is the matter of I didn’t hate it.

Oh my gosh get a hold of yourself Adrian this unprofessional, I take out my phone noticing that it is 6pm I sigh and start to walk with Victor. “Time to go back to the life we both met from.” I laugh as we share a glance at each other.

As I exit my limo in front of my childhood home I see that my best friend Rose is here. I make my way up the stairs and she opens the door. Rose has been with me since we were little. She is so close to me she is almost like the sister I never had.

*flash back*

Rose P.O.V,

My granny told me that moms friend was coming over it has been a week since she went on her trip to France and granny was becoming sick even for an 8 year old I understood that. Granny said that this friend had a kid who was the same age as me. I was excited to meet them even though granny says I should know them I don’t remember anyone but my imaginary friend.

A little boy entered our house he had on timbs and a white shirt his shirt tucked into his jeans and jacket wrapped around his waist. He looked around and looked to me and patted the tall lady next to him who then nodded. I smiled and walked up to him meeting him halfway.

“Hi I’m rose like the flower! what is your name?” I asked as I held out my hand to him. He ignores my hand and hug me I smile and hug him back.

“Hello I’m Adrian!” He speaks softly I grab his hand run outside to play on the swings.

“Wanna be best friends?” I ask as I look at him. He nods and pushes me on the swings ever since then we have been best friends. after he lost his mother I was there when he turned to a she . I was there and made adjustments to her having Mysophobia. Me and her been there for each other for years. No one knows her better than I do and no one knows me better than her.

She was there when I found out that my mother left me with my granny to live a better life. Also, when I found out that my granny died. She might be my best friend but she is also my sister.

*present day*

“What do I owe the pleasure of seeing my best friend looking sticky and tired?” I ask before she can open her mouth I look at her smiling she smiles back.

She has been there for me so long I can see through the fake and that smile was so far from real I could almost say it’s as fake as Donald trump’s skin color. “What happened bestie?” The moment the question left my mouth I could see her breaking down.

Man this has to be bad I haven’t seen her break down like this since the day she told me that her mother died and even after that the time after that was when she seen… Oh. “was it Trixy?” She nods and hugs herself I grab a blanket from the closet one that is clean I put it around her so I can hug her.

My best friend is hurting and she needs me, I talk to her for a few hours before she gets up and leaves. I put the blanket away and help her to the door. We wave goodbye and I stand there watching as her limo pulls away. She really needs to start getting around on her own. I answer my phone “yeah she just left.”

-time skip-

Adrian p.o.v

Standing here feeling a way I haven’t felt in a long time my aunt telling me of the night my mom died. “Your mom called me that night. She asked if she could come stay with me for a while.” Sadness shown on her face she clearly isn’t lying. Why would my mom want to leave?

She loved my dad what could have happened my mind just swirls with so many Ideas of what could have happened.

My head starts to hurt sitting in my kitchen the room seems to start to spin. My chest tightens I try to stand but end up falling and my world turns to black.