Gyles.
I walk by his side because he said there was a reason why I brought him and I don't know the reason yet. I don't know what I need to do to wake up. The longer I stay here, the more worried and agitated I get. Here I am in another sleep state in my life, unable to go back to the people I want. Unable to be with the people I love.
"You can't keep staring at me, tell me why I am here—fuck, tell me why you are here.''
There is still a smile on his face. He looks very happy and this confuses me. What would make him happy right now? He has to know that I don't plan on staying here with him. I have to go back to my people. The ones that matter to me right now.
"I don't know why you are here. You are the only one that has the answer to that question,'' his smile widens. He is amused by this situation. "Is there anything you have to say to me?''
"I hate you Roger,'' I confess.
