Waiting

1

People say that actions speak louder than words. In my opinion I think they both go hand and hand. Don't get me wrong actions are pretty powerful. But in my world half the people I know can't even speak actuall words.

People often refer to my type as emotionally disturbed. I don't have anger issues or anything like that I just tend to react differently. According to today's society that's also known as crazy. And the place for crazy people: hospital.

It pretty much sucks at first but eventually you get used to it. You forget about the pain and suffering that you've been through that landed you there. You forget about your old life or how much you miss it.

You sort of overcome it with the help of your friends. Friends that are so "crazy" that they can open a beer bottle with their tongue. I know this from watching it first hand. Like my buddy for example Fred. He's been in and out of this place since the 5th grade. Fred is the type of guy who will put a condom on his head and call it a shower cap. His condition: Down syndrome. And then We have Rose. She is 17 I think and has a brain tumor. Well, that's what she told me. But she's cool with a lot of things and fun to hang around with.

And with two amazing people in your life there's always a jackass that fucks up everything. In this case he would be known as Adam. More like Adam my ass if you ask me. He's acts happy and all, but fools everyone else but me. I know he's hiding something, and it's fucking frustrating trying to figure out what the hell it is. So, I wait.

He's just anti-social now. A few years ago he was diagnosed with alhziehmer's. Ever since, I've never seen his happy side anymore. He doesn't act like one of those alone kids, he just doesn't really do anything. I guess that's the reason why I'm still so obsessed with him. Everyone one else is caught up with the bs happening around them.

We did have a thing during those years, back when he had something to live for. Back then I never really questioned if he was hiding something. Right before he got sick, he broke up with me. Just left me in the dark. It's the same reason why ever since I've been trying to figure out why. I mean, I was like the perfect girl. Did everything and more for him. My outlet: cutting. I'm not that stupid to cut my wrist since it's so obvious, so I try to focus on my upper arm. So far, nobody knows. Well I don't think so.

Although my friends Fred and Rose do keep me good company, I wait for him. Wait for him to ask to sit with us for lunch, wait for him for him to lose it. The more I wait, the more he completely ignores me. After he's been so cruel to me, how could I still be in love with that asshole?

Whatever, I convinced myself, as I made my way to my room. I had just came back from my therepy session. As I like to refer it, it's basically 2 hours of someone using kind words to make your life feel like shit. What can I say, they do a pretty good job at it.

"Why you walking so damn fast Tori?", Rose asked, making too much of an effort trying to keep up to me.

"Well my room is this way, and the way things are set up, I rather be in my bed watching Netflix then be near him" I replied instantly, pointing to where Adam was standing.

I couldn't help but stare at his magnificent body. The blue long sleeve shirt, the dark jeans with those beautiful curves that embraced his ass, and the long luscious hair that sent waves. Apparently, Rose caught me trailing off in my own thoughts and cut me off.

"Yeah, you should probably leave before you drool yourself a river" she smirked. I nudged her playfully as we walked to our room.

I jumped on my bed and put my headphones on. I sighed in relief to how thankful I was that Adam didn't see me. Rose stood on the other side, looking for her medication.

"A little help would be nice" she murmured sarcastically. I was about to speak when once again, I got caught off.

"Knock knock" he said while making his way into my room. Shit, I hate when he does that. I mean, why the fuck are you saying 'knock knock' when you're knocking on the damn door? "Your name is..." he smirked, pointing at Rose.

"Haha very fucking corny" I said, obviously not quiet enough. He gave me a look of fake sympathy for a few seconds and left.

Bye to you too dumbass.

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Well, it's a crappy first chapter I know. I'm not really used to the whole thing yet, but I've still got a few more ideas. Hope you enjoy peoples.