Ignored
She went to class for the rest of the week, thinking of him often but she didn't receive a call from him. She wondered why and shrugged it off. He's probably busy. He always seems to have something to do when I see him with Jun. Or maybe he's just trying to work up the nerve to call…
She continued with her normal routine till the weekend and didn't see Zee at all or get a call. On the weekend she slept in because she hadn't really planned anything to do.
You were hoping he'd call and ask you out. But he didn't because he didn't like you. He thought you were boring and couldn't wait to get away. Jun probably coerced him into going on a date with you. You don't even have that many friends. And you only see them once in a while, the ones you see all the time hate you now.
Tears filled Shiori's eyes at the thoughts of her roommates, her former best friends. They used to be so close and now they could barely tolerate each other. Occasionally Mikai and Kana would fight and for a short amount of time, one of the two would want to be friends. As soon as the fight was over, though, they were right back to hating her.
Shiori curled up on her bed and fought the nausea that gripped her. My closest friends hate me, my other friends are barely ever around, the boy I like doesn't seem all that interested and I have these stupid dreams waking me up every night.
Shiori shuddered at the thought of the one she had last night. It seemed like every night the dreams were filled with more detail. Shiori was starting to be afraid of going to sleep at night.
She flinched as she remembered the one from last night. She was alone except for a towering figure, who gazed down at her with fiery eyes. The figure leaned down and roughly tore at her clothes, shredding them from her fragile body. Shiori stood there, naked and shivering, trying to hide herself from those burning eyes. She whimpered in pain as the man shoved her hands away from her body, gazing down at her with lust.
Shiori pushed the thoughts of the dream away. Why am I having these weird dreams? It's like they're memories but they are new at the same time. If something like that had happened I would have known, but still these have the feeling of memory. It's like somebody is forcing these horrible images into my head.
She got up and showered, but just like before, she couldn't completely remove the taint.
She got dressed and went for a walk, gazing at the people as she strolled through the park. Suddenly she saw Zee ahead, sitting at a table and typing on his laptop. I don't think he goes anywhere without that thing. I think I'll go over and say hi.
Shiori walked over to Zee and smiled down at him as he typed furiously on his computer. "Hi," she said casually. "Oh, hi Shiori," Zee said, looking up. "How are you doing?"
"Fine," Shiori said. "I'm kind of bored, I don't have much planned for today. What about you?"
"Oh, just some stuff on my computer and then I'm going out to eat with some friends," he said smiling.
Shiori chatted with Zee for a while, but he made no mention of why he hadn't called. Finally he looked down at his watch and started gathering his things. "Sorry, I have to meet some people, I'll talk to you later," Zee said.
Shiori smiled and waved bye, hoping that his last words meant he was going to call.
