Chapter 3

-Leave me ALONE (Zexion)

The next week or two was rough... What made it worse was the happy little buffoon following me around constantly! At first, I was able to ignore him. However, he soon wormed his way under my skin. I loathed him.

"Oh for the love of all that is fucking Holy, do you not have somewhere else to be?!" I finally snapped one afternoon in the middle of a busy hall. Everyone seemed to stop, stare, observe what had made me snap. There was an emotion on- oh, what was his name again? Demyx?- Demyx's face that I knew all too well. It couldn't have been more clear that my words had cut him like steel. But did I care? No.

"I..." He tried to respond, tried to smile and recover. Unfortunately, he seemed completely unable to... I still didn't care.

I don't care about anyone.

I don't care about him.

I don't care.

Maybe if I kept telling myself that, then maybe I'll get better... Maybe. Truth be told, I didn't know if I truly thought that or if it was just my own hurt talking...

"I'm sorry. I just... I thought I could cheer you up with this... But I wanted to wait a little..." The fool handed me a CD with my name carefully written on it with nothing else on it. While I looked at it with what was probably a confused expression on my face, he had turned and begun to walk away. All the better in that moment, if you asked me...

The people in the hall began to murmur around me, still all just standing there, seemingly not sure if it was a good idea to move or not.

"What are you all gawking at?! Huh?! Oh, did you think he was my friend? How about my boyfriend?! Did you think that was some petty little lover's spat?! 'Cause let me tell ALL of you, as my witnesses: I have no feelings whatsoever for that fumbling idiot!" I told the crowd, hating having attention on me when it was unnecessary for too long. I walked by a trash can and flung the CD into the place where it belonged.

I don't care.

-Ouch. (Demyx)

I wasn't expecting him to snap like that... Guess I took his silence the wrong way. Still... The sting of his words can still be felt on my heart, and that's where they'll stay. Does that mean I wanted to give up? Nah, man!

Though...

I'd hoped that I was making some progress. But I s'pose I'm just a hopeless fool for that kinda stuff. I know when my stay is over-welcome most of the time... Blinded by love, huh?

However, nothing prepared me for what I heard as I walked away from him: "... I have no feelings whatsoever for that fumbling idiot!"

Those words cut so much deeper than anything else I could've experienced... And so I ran back to my room, trying so hard not to cry in front of everyone on the way there.

As soon as I got inside, I leaned heavily against my door, slid down, pulled out my phone, and played "Diamond on a Landmine" by Billy Talent on an infinite loop of repetition...

The line that stuck out the most?

"Now this obsession is killing me!"