Chapter 2- Unmotivated

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TW: intrusive/negative thoughts

Mondo squeezes his eyes shut almost immediately after opening them "arghh what's with tha-"
"Wakey, Wakey, stupid"
Mondo jumped out of shock, "fuck- Leon? What the hell u doin here?"
"Nothin. Just thought I'd pass by and see if you wanted to join me and Chihiro for breakfast"
"Sure sure.." his words trailed off as his eyelids weighed heavy
"HellllllO?" Mondo springs up, "yeah of course, just- jus leave my room aye?"
"Whatever you say" Leon teased as he closed the door leaving Mondo alone to get dressed

Firstly, let's check on Kiyotaka, shall we?
'Last night was pretty awkward and embarrassing on my part but Taka seemed fine' The biker thought, grabbing his phone from his bedside table

"Taka, bro.. how ya doing?"
He always felt nervous texting people, he wasn't good with deciphering tones or body language so it left him with a sort of uncomfy feeling in his stomach

5 minutes later and no reply, not all that shocked since Kiyotaka didn't always check his phone nor had his ringer on

Despite the fear circling his mind he got up to change, sliding on a shirt (he didn't sleep with one on usually), and changing from red shorts to some black sweatpants.

Hearing chattering from behind the door, he creaked it open to see his two friends playing around
Chihiro looks over Leon's shoulder and waves to Mondo once he notices him
"Hey lil dudee"
"Mondo!! Glad you're finally ready"
"Yeaa! Let's go!" Leon grins shaking the few charms on his phone case

"Oi, hol up, I forgot my phone"
Leon rolled his eyes.. "Go get it what are you waiting for??" He presses his index finger to his forehand while Mondo ran back into the bedroom

Still, no notification from Taka.. just great

What was going on with that kid?

30 minutes before hand, Ishimaru was lying in bed, "What's there to do today, it's Sunday and I don't really have plans.. like I don't any Sunday" he light heartedly mumbled to himself, mentioning whatever came to his mind
He turns over, Sunday was his only break day but today he was feeling a bit, off

Why? Is this because of last night? Why would it be though? That's a dumb thing to get upset over..

He laid there, staring at the ceiling when he feels his phone vibrate under his pillow, "huh? This early?" It was 9:45 a.m., usually the very few people he talks to, wouldn't be up so early on a Sunday
He looks down to see a message from Mondo, he tries clicking on the notification but he stops himself, sighing and flopping back down on his back

"Im in no mood to socialize.. atleast right now. Im just not in the right headspace at all"
He could swear he felt a tear run down his cheek as negative explanations to these feelings crept into his head
'Did Owada hate me? Did he feel forced to chat with me like my other friends have in the past? Would he just ditch me once I got too close?'
He tried not giving these painful ideas much attention, they would pop up at the worst times and made him feel horrible about himself

He shut his eyes trying his best efforts to fall asleep, it was one of the only solutions to stopping those thoughts.. for even a small bit of time
Which was all he wanted at this point, peace, peace from the world and his own mind

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