Huracio
“Look, it was an accident. I was hanging out with someone last night. They had some butterscotch candies, and I took some when they weren’t looking. I kept eating them out of boredom. That’s what happened.”
“…”
“Are you sure that’s what happened?” Rosa asked me cautiously.
“What? You think I wanted to kill myself?” I asked, sounding incredulous. Like I haven’t thought of that. Of course, I have, but I wasn’t going to admit that I was that weak.
“Rosa, what’s the time? I have to leave this place.” I raised my brows at the only person who didn’t look like she was about to punch me in the face.
“You have missed it.” She snorted.
“What do you mean?”
“It’s been three days since you fainted. You have been out for two days. Today is the third day.” She explained.
“Fuck!”
I sat up and looked around. “Where is my phone?”
“Who are you calling?”
“I have a date with someone. Shit!” A wave of dizziness hit me and I reclined into my pillow.
“You are not in the position to go anywhere.” Gerald glared at me. ”
“You have a date? With who?” Salvatore was the only one who caught the meaning of my words. His eyes brightened. “It’s good you are making an effort now. Make sure to keep it low-key. Celine must not misunderstand you.”
“…”
I couldn’t even be bothered to give him a response.
“Take a deep breath. Empty your mind. Think nothing. Feel nothing. Be nothing.”
Sophia’s soft voice slowly gave out instructions that seem easy, but hard to follow.
It’s been three days since I left the hospital. I went back to Katalina’s house and packed up some of her essentials. After that, we went out to sea in Sophia’s yacht.
After giving some lengthy speech about meditation and how it allows a person to realign their thoughts and mindsets, she started teaching me how to meditate. For the first twenty minutes, emptying my mind felt like the most impossible thing to do.
After the timer she set ran out, she then proceeded to teach me some yoga moves.
Heavens, I was pissed.
I just stood up and walked to the back of the boat.
“What are you doing?” She asked in surprise.
“I don’t like Yoga.” I shrugged.
“Your body needs to align with your mindset to create the kind of balance that will help you break out of your depression.”
Depression. Who said I have depression? Gerald hinted at it two days ago before reluctantly agreeing to discharge me.
“If you don’t want to do that, we can do something else.”
She left her yoga and joined me to gaze at nothing in particular.
“What is that? Why did you ask me to bring Katalina’s stuff?”
“Have you ever tried hypnosis?”
“No.”
“Well, I believe you can use hypnosis to rewire your mind.”
“Are you a hypnotist?”
“No. I had some training. But I am good at self hypnosis. I will teach you. As long as you can use it, you will be able to make it rise again.” She gave my crotch a pointed look.
“How does it work?”
“Come with me.”
We returned to the deck and she asked me to bring out the things I brought with me. There was Katalina’s favorite perfume, and a pair of her red lingerie. A red, seductive dress, and heels.
After going through it, she nodded and made a call on her phone. After that, she brought out some scented candles.
“Take a deep breath. Make sure you are comfortable. Close your eyes, and think of a place you consider safe…”
She went through the process, guiding me into what to think or visualize. Each time she asked me to go to a safe place, I found myself on the rock at the beach. The spot where I and Katalina sat to watch the stars.
“Remember your days with her, bring her into the scene, and just enjoy her company.”
The moment she said that, Katalina appeared just as she was that day. I dragged her into my arms, and we sat on the rock, watching the waves, the stars and the moon. It was beautiful…
I have no idea how long I was out, but by the time I came to, a third party was on the boat with us. A very pretty, young girl. The strange thing was that she was wearing Katalina’s clothes and smelled like her. And she was touching me. In fact, her touch was what distracted my mind and woke me up.
Seeing her, I had a flash of rage and jumped to my feet.
“What the fuck is this?” I sneered.
“Hey, hey, calm down.” Sophia hurried over. “Huracio, this is Pear. She is one of my girls. Pear is going to model for you.”
“I don’t understand. Where did she come from?”
“She came in a boat. Look over there. That’s her speed boat.” Sophia pointed to the side of the yacht. A speeding boat was tied to it.
So, what is she doing here?
“I just want to try something out.” Sophia started. “We need to know if your obsession can be directed or redirected. She will wear your wife’s things and you will try to get on with her. If you get it on, then you can direct your affection to her while pretending that she is your wife.”
I raised my brows in contempt. Did she really think I hadn’t tried that?
“If that doesn’t work, then, we may have to go deeper.”
Not knowing what to say, I watched as Sophia gave the girl some instructions.
Sophia led me into self-hypnosis again. Once Katalina came into the picture, I was expected to sit still while Pear gave me body worship. And while she was doing it, I was supposed to try to turn her into Katalina in my head.
This felt wrong on different levels. One, nobody can take her place, and secondly, despite wearing Katalina’s things, they didn’t smell or look the same. It was never about the clothes and the perfume. It was way more than that, and no matter how I tried, I couldn’t put it into words. Therefore, I couldn’t get Pear to act right.
After enduring Pears’ touch for a while, I couldn’t stand her again. Her touch was like having lots of worms crawling all over my body. Very disgusting.
“Get off me.”
Pushing her away, I stood up and walked away from the deck.
“Huracio, it will take some getting used to. Don’t give up yet.” Sophia said standing beside me.
“Why do you even care?” I snorted.
“I have not practiced in a long time. You are a good subject.” She shrugged casually.
“Let’s do something else. Nobody can replace Katalina.”
“More like you are unwilling to replace her.” She snorted in an accusatory tone. “If you can’t transfer your affection, then we have to go deeper. Are you willing to submit yourself for the real deal?” She raised her brows.
“I will rather continue with self-hypnosis for now.”
“Since you already got that, you don’t need my guidance anymore. Just keep doing it. It will help you to calm down, sleep better, and regulate your emotions. But, it will not help you get laid. How long do you plan on staying celibate?”
“I will go look for her soon. I will bring her back.” I replied with certainty.