Confused.

Antony pov 

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'Come out, come out where ever you are...'

Where is she hiding?

'Come get me if you can!' She shouted from where she was hiding.

I quickly followed the voice to where I thought she was, but she wasn't there.

'That's why I hate being the seeker, I give up come out Laura!'

Annoyed at my inability to find her I sat on a metal bench, we were in the park enjoying our picnic. When she brought the suggestion of playing hide and seek. I don't like the game because whenever  I seek I never find anyone. 

'Laura!' she had been hiding for quite some time I told her I give up, where is she? 

My eyes searched the park.

'Boom!!' 

'Ah!!' 

'Why did you scare me?'

'Erm.. for fun?'  she replied in a duh tone.

'You almost gave me a heart attack!' 

'Almost, but didn't,besides I hardly scare you. What were you thinking about?'

'Nothing'  I replied looking at everything except her.

'If you say so, you know I'm here if you need someone to talk to. I got us some ice cream'

I'm glad she didn't ask more questions, that's why I love her, its not something bad I am hiding I need to figure it out before I tell her. Knowing her she would freak out and become paranoid. I want us to enjoy the time we have together without any fear. 

'You are doing that' I was a little startled by her voice.

'Doing what?' I asked acting dumb.

'The face you do when you are lost in thought, what's really bugging you?'

A lot, like someone sending threatening messages

' Work stuff '

'All you do is work, work am not taking that, come on' she got off the bench pulling me with her.

'Where are we going?'

'You will know when we get there.'

My phone vibrated signaling a message, I knew who the message was coming from.

'Two more days to make your decision don't make me do it for you'

As I suspected, who was this person and why does he or she want me to leave my wife.

'Ouch!' 

'S...so...'

'Laura!!'

Where did she go?

Everywhere suddenly became dark, I was on the road driving. We were humming to the song from the radio, I felt at peace.

'I love you' I kissed the back of her hand.

'I love you too, but serious watch the..... watch out!' 

It was like time had slowed down to  car that was tumbling. 

****** 

'Aaahh' I jerked out of the bed, drenched in sweat. I looked at the crampled bedsheet, trying to control my racing heart 

It was a dream 

The same thing every day , but today's was different I could feel it was more than a dream more like a memory. The problem about my dreams was the fact that I never remember them when I wake up, I can't retell what had me shouting from my sleep or caused my heart to beat fast?

Falling back to bed, I groaned at how wet it was from sweat. The digital clock on the nightstand read four in the morning. It was still early and I knew I won't be sleeping anytime. 

Thirty minutes later, I had taken my bath, changed the bed sheet and still felt restless. Something was missing I couldn't place my finger on it. The will to resist was getting thinner.

I need to get out of here before I destroy the entire place. Making up my mind I took the car key from the table, I know just the place to release the frustration in me.

'Yo bro'

'Who let you in?'

'Myself?'

'Get out'

'I just came in men'

'I don't care, now out, I'm going out.'

'Where to?'

James Wright my best friend, a brother like no other, I love him without fault but at this instant I wished nothing more than to punch him. 

'Non of your business.'

'Fine I will wait here'

He invited himself brushing me on his way, he was pushing my limit today.

'No, I. Said. Get. Out.'

'What got you all worked up?'

'Nothing?'

I had gotten enough of his antics, taking him by the shoulder I pulled him with me outside, not caring if he fell or not.

'Hey, hey stop man handling me or..'

'or what?'

'im gonna....'

I silenced him with a punch to his nose, call me sick but it felt good.

'Ouch men!'

He held his bleed nose, for a minute then he tried to land a punch of his own. I saw it comingand ducked, and ladies and gentlemen that was how the fight started.

Two grown up men fighting outside like kids fighting over candy. I was on top of him landing punches he was blocking. The role was reversed to him on top and I protecting my face. As much as I started this fight I care for my face, I can't take a bruised face to work, plus it will disturb my night routine.

We were still fighting when I felt someone lift me from James,  I looked from the hand to the person that stopped me, it was my neighbor.

'Chill man, it's okay we were only fooling around'

'Really?' 

'Yes, it's nothing serious' I added.

'I saw you throw punches at each other for over ten minutes and you telling me you were fooling around?

'Yes' we were just having fun, James and I have a different way of having fun. We would fight each other for fun, to see who was the strongest or to release stress.

'You both are crazy' he shook his head going back to his house.

'Don't try that next time though I would call the police on you plus what would you be teaching the kids if they saw you'

'We are sorry!'

We chorused before laughing at each other.

'I got you bad bro' I told him leading him back to the house.

'I know hope you got ice in the fridge and some pain killer I have a date this evening' 

We had entered the house, I threw a bag of ice at him, took two bottles of water and sat beside him.

'With who Jessica?'

'Nah, that girl was last week this is Campbell, I think she is THE one.'

I hummed 'That is what you said for Jessica, Lydia, Sa....'

'Alright, maybe she is the one.'

'Whatever floats you boat James'

'What got you tensed earlier'

'Erm' I passed my hand through my hair, j couldn't say I was angry or upset I was just tired of having the feeling of missing something should have.

'I was stressed' 

'About?'

'My dreams okay, I can feel they are not mere dreams but maybe my memories, but I can't remember them when I wake up and it ticks me off.'

'Maybe you have to visit  your therapist.'

'No for her to make me meditate and start talking about my feeling I don't know or understand.'

'I wish I have the right words for you, but you did land a clean punch' he had is head facing up with tissue.

'Im sorry but not sorry it had been a while I punched someone and you came at the right time.'

'Good I had your back, your neighbor must think we are crazy' he smiled.

'Aren't we?'

'I guess we both are, I think you need to get a story cooking'

'Why?'

'Your girlfriend is at the door'

'What?'

'Quick question before she comes in do you love her?'

'Y..'

'Answer honestly'

'I ...i... L..i think so'

'Not a good response my friend, it should be yes or no not in between.Maybe your subconscious is trying to tell you something.'

'Are you hiding anything from me?'

He was saved from answering by the door bell.

'Speak of the devil'

'Be nice' I gritted to him 

'Will try my best.'

I opened the door to Sarah, my girl friend I would be marrying soon. James question kept ringing in my head, do I love her to the extent of marriage.

Honestly I can't answer that question, I have so much emotions through me, it gets me confused on which one I feel for her.

Is it pity, empathy, or love, deep down I know it is not love but why would I have a girlfriend and not love her?

I smiled at her, I wish she could tell me everything about us, I know I am missing something and no one wants to tell me.