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Derrick?
His face turned as red as a rose, eyes shielded away from her guarded by walls of mistrust.
Through clenched and gritted teeth all he could utter was a small and simple “——-Yes.”
The swell inside of her almost almost almost made her sick.
Once again the tide's pull stopped. One single word echoed --yes.
She remained speechless-- what came next? Before she could stop herself she wrapped her arms around his torso and hi her ace in his strong chest.
Derrick?
”Ash, stop!” His words echoed through the hall and he immediately bit his tongue. Eyes closed, an attempt to calm himself, letting out a pathetic sigh. ”I’m no—-I’m not… sick of you. I just — I don’t know what I want. But I care..”
The whole hallway went silent. The whole world stopped. The clocks stopped ticking. The moon stopped it's pull. It all stopped.
Silence. She blinked once... She blinked twice.. and a third..
"....you do?"
Finally she looked again --through the tears --through the silence... Finally she looked at him.
Derrick?
As soon as the words escaped his lips he felt regret. But it was too late to take it all back now. A sharp inhale was enough to keep him going. ”For letting you get involved with me.”
Her heart sank. Her nose wrinkled... but she looked into his eyes and saw something n e w...
"You didn't force me... I wanted you..."
Tears happened. Just in the corner of her eyes
"I'm a lot to handle.. I'm a fucking mess... if you're sick of me I understand..."
And with that, she looked away. And, she whispered "--everyone gets sick of me."
Derrick?
Her words stung at him like harsh venom. Gnawing at his brain. A hand unconsciously reached out to her, holding up her chin to look down at Ash. Yet his words just drooled pathetically from his mouth as he mumbled out an over worn and overdue ”—-Sorry.”
Well... --that wasn't what she expected.
Her mouth opened but nothing came out-- once it shut she regretted staying silent. The blonde was just in awe.
"...for what?"
Derrick?
Minutes felt like hours as he slowly made his way down the hall. The drawl of other patients finally f a d e d. And it was at that moment he turned to her.
“I know everything is… all fucked up right now.. —but I need you to try and tell me what’s been happening over the past few months..”
"I'm not pregnant--" --she spat it out. "I threw myself down a flight of stairs to kill something that was never there..."
She sighed heavily, avoiding eye contact like the plague. "I lost a lot of blood... from uh.... my wrists...
I'm fine.."
Derrick?
He looked around the room, paranoia surging through him. ”Wherever we can be alone.”
"--lead the way..." Finally she pushed off the wall but stayed her distance.
Thank the Lord I'm not Pregnant. I don't want to have that talk..
Derrick?
His jaw clenched. ”Not here.”
Anxiety gnawed on the inside of her cheek.. "--where?"
Derrick?
His posture stayed stiff, awkward and hesitant as he kept the space between them. He was taken aback by her sudden appearance and wasn’t sure how to handle the situation at all.
“Uh..yeah …yeah. Look —- we should talk.”
Her jaw shifted-- needless to say this is not how she wanted to return...
"...go for it."
Derrick?
Hardened features suddenly softened at her wary posture, and he found a small smile break loose on his lips. ”—-hey, you…”
She gave a small shrug, waiting to see if he'd approach her or not... she had been out of it for a long... long... long time...
"Well... It's nice to see you."
Derrick?
Uh, shit, Ash. Wha—what’s up?
"I--" She choked, she actually choked, pulling down the sleeve of her over sized sweater, quickly, she lowered her eyes.
"--hi.."
Derrick?
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--Derrick?
...What in the hell are they planning now?
I would like to be in your group but asking me stupid questions like what’s my favorite color…shit.
Let me guess, you're favorite color is.. green.
...What in the hell are they planning now?
I like it when people try hard to get in my head.
You'll love it here then.
Maybe you'll be in my therapy group-- that way they'll leave me alone and just talk to you.
...What in the hell are they planning now?
I’m pretty good with sarcasm.
They can smell sarcasm from a mile away.
If you're not a pathological liar, you'll leave here as one.
...What in the hell are they planning now?
How do you survive sessions?
-scoffs- I lie through my teeth.
...What in the hell are they planning now?
Great….just what I need. Support. [He says with sarcasm. Ace did agree with his parents about him getting help, but having talks about what he was going through?..He had no interest.]
You'll survive.
