Fifty-Eight: Love Or Something Like That.

AXEL

I took another shot and I gulped it down in one go.

The loud music and excited screams in the bar did nothing to better my mood and alleviate my worries. If anything, it was worsening it and I knew I should leave, I should go back home but I badly needed this distraction. I badly needed something or someone that'd take my mind off the turmoil that Lisa had plunged me into.

Or better put, the turmoil that Prince's observation had put me into.

"This is not just about you being into her, you're in love with her."

I was in love with her? No, I wasn't. I was clear on that as the day was daylight. I wasn't in love with Lisa. I couldn't be in love with her but what was this hollow hole in my heart? What was this hollow space in my heart after she walked away? What was this irrational need to call her and get her to go back on her words? What was this insane desire to call her and hear her voice? What was this bizarre need to go over and see her face and hear her laugh and just bask in t