Free KISS by Jalissa Pastorius

draft him. But Iris had the prettiest colored
eyes he’d ever seen. She was so different from the other girls,
soon his eyes drifted over towards Natasha her friend. Whenever he
looked at her his head hurt. He clasped it in his hands. Maybe he
should get it check out. He’s been having an awful lot of headaches
lately.
    “ You alright?”
    “ Yeah, I’m fine,” he
grunted returning his focusing toward the teacher.
     
     
    ***
     
     
    Axel was glad the day was over. He’d
been feeling strange since seeing Iris and he was afraid that
something happened, but he couldn’t remember. School had let out a
while ago, the students glad to be released from the confines of
the classrooms. If it were only that simple for him. Things were a
little tense on the football team. Axel was the starting quarter
back and Brad had been his tight end. The plays wouldn’t work if
they weren’t in sync and it was obscenely obvious at today’s
practice.
     
     
     
    “ I don’t care what
happened. Leave it in the damn locker room!” the coach yelled at
the two once practice was over. Axel hung his head in shame. He
hated to disappoint people and he could tell he’d let his coach
down. He needed to go for a run to release some pent up
frustration. Axel began to strip in the locker room. He groaned
when Brad approached him.
    “ Didn’t know you were that
kind of person. You should have told me you were seeing the girl. I
thought I was your bro,” Brad said angrily.
    “ Dude, I’m sorry. I just…I
don’t know. I lost it.”
    “ That’s all you can say.
Dude, you bloody me up. I wasn’t expecting that from someone who’s
back I’m always covering. Don’t worry about it. I’ve already warned
her.”
    “ What the hell are you
talking about Brad?” Axel could feel his hands trembling and the
world became distorted.
    “ Dude calm down,” Brad said
backing away with his hands up. “I’m just looking out for her.
There’s something wrong with you Axel or Rex. Whatever one you
prefer.”
     
     
     
    Brad realized he’d bitten off more
than he could chew when he saw the fury in Axel’s eyes. He didn’t
know why he always pushed the guy’s buttons. It wasn’t his fault,
he made it so easy. He would never admit that it was his fear for
his classmate that made him mean.
    “ What’s going on in here?”
the coach asked.
    “ I was leaving,” Axel said
moving past both of them.
     

11
    Kisses and Fireworks

     
     
    “ I’m paying you a lot of
money to fix him!” he thundered.
    “ Mr. Rotterdam, it is
unnecessary to use that tone or language in this office, and I
can’t do anything until he opens up more.”
    “ I don’t have the time. The
scouts are coming and I refuse to see a chance of a lifetime for
him go down the drain. Now if I don’t see some results I will take
my business somewhere else.”
    “ But sir, you can’t.
Dissociative Identity—”
    “ I don’t want to hear it!
Fix it!” he roared as he stormed out of the psychiatrist’s office.
Lisa sighed, she had no idea how she was going to help him when his
father wouldn’t even acknowledge Axel had a problem. She looked
down at her diagnosis while massaging her temples.
     
     
    Dissociative identity
disorder is a severe form of dissociation, a mental process which
produces a lack of connection in a person's thoughts, memories,
feelings, actions, or sense of identity. Dissociative identity
disorder is thought to stem from trauma experienced by the person
with the disorder. The dissociative aspect is thought to be a
coping mechanism -- the person literally dissociates himself from a
situation or experience that's too violent, traumatic, or painful
to assimilate with his conscious self.
     
     
    Lisa Covington was beautiful woman.
She had creamy caramel colored skin and bright almond eyes to
match. Her eyes were distant when her daughter entered and the
confusion in them eluded to the complexities of her
thoughts.
    “ Mom?”
    “ Hi sweetie. How