Gugwe

Gugwe sat in the hovel and contemplated his feelings.  He'd met Mapinguari at a social funciton but couldn't seem to get over her.  She was keeping some kind of distance and he couldn't figure out why.  Maybe just straight up telling her how he felt was best.  But in all likelihood she'd probably reject him.

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That's what always happened anyway.

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When Gugwe had gone to Wendigo's place he was assuredly just grabbing him to go hit the bars with everyone else.  Because drinking helped him to forget how he felt about Mapinguari.  Wendigo didn't know that.  And he didn't know that he was secretly fantasizing about him as her.

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So when he'd left the note.  He knew that being involved with his "friend" would have been simpler.  But that's not what he wanted.

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Woa.  What's the time?  Gugwe looked at the clock on the side of his bed.  It'd been 3 hours stuck in his own thoughts and emotions.  Her presence was like an effervescent ghost haunting his cavern.  Why wouldn't she let him in.  They'd met up at taco bell. But for some reason, it's like their was this wall... And he was trapped on the other side of it.  On one end she was light on the other end she was pulling him into darkness.  It's almost as if she was keeping him in the darkness so he could suffer.  Gugwe didn't want these emotions if all he could do with them is wait for them to subside.  

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Love isn't real.  

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Is what he told himself to keep his sanity.  

He heard a knock on his cavern wall and Wendigo yelled out into the room.

"Yo what's good my dood"

"Have you heard from Mapinguari lately...." Gugwe asked sitting up on the bed.

"No, what do you like her or something?". Wendigo folded his arms and stared at Gugwe looking confused.

"She's been keeping some distance from me.  I think she's torturing me."

"Dude, youre obsessed"

"I'm trying not to be... When you knocked i just realized I was sitting here."

Gugwe and Wendigo went off to the office just to pick up on some late work.  But not much of anything got done by Gugwe.  Suddenly Gugwe got a cryptic text.

"I'd like to discuss the nature of our relationship.  I'm confused.  You have me lost.  I don't understand you.  So please.  Let's meet at taco bell 😵‍💫"

Gugwe's heart was racing.  If he leaned in with honesty would she be scared off?  But if he covered up his true feelings would nothing change...

Suddenly he was sitting at the taco bell and she was right in from of him.  How he got there he didn't even remember.

"So why do you always drop everything to hang out with me?"

"Can't you tell?"

"That we're good friends?"

Gugwe was too wrapped up in his thoughts to come up with a straight answer.  It's almost like anything he said would ruin whatever they already had going on.

"That we're good friends?" Mapinguari reiterated trying to draw out a response.

"I'm obsessed with you, I lay awake at night thinking about you? How we're not together.  I don't know what's wrong with me"

"Did you even think before telling me all of that?"

"Nope"

"I mean is that why you never let me get a word in?  I actually also have a personality?"

"I've been trying to understand why we're not together and when I come up blank? I'm just hurt..."

"I like you... But you can calm down a bit... That's kind of intense...What is going on?  Am i not here? Are we not sitting in taco bell?"

"I got your text and my body just moved on its own.  I don't even remember the walk here."

"Oh my gosh,  How long have you been feeling like that?"

"Gawd it's been like 3 months..."

"That's a long time..."

"I know... And the worst part is that I came up with all these different ways to bring it up to you and now I'm just saying whatever came to my head first."

"I mean I was kinda shy about my feelings.  But now that I know how you feel.  I don't even feel bad for liking you."

"It was the day at the social function.  Like every day after that was just hell.  And we met up but i still was just so forlorn..."

"No that's makes sense cuz that was 3 months ago."

I slept with Wendigo in a disoriented spin of self loathing.  I think i was imagining he was you😦."

"Are you a psycho?"

"Apparently not because you liked me back. 😡"

Mapinguari shifted in her booth a little too turned on by that weird statement.

"I mean I liked you and I wasnt gonna tell you... But i have things going on in my life?  I don't just sit around imagining myself with other people..."

"Isn't that some sort of sign? That the universe wanted us together?"

"I mean, what would that even look like?"

Gugwe suddenly felt trapped.  This wasn’t a dream it was a nightmare.  And Mapinguari was real the whole time.