It's Complicated

Chapter 1

This is dedicated to vovnix because she write the first book I ever read on Wattpad and picture of Faith on the side

Everyday I wake up, get dressed in a t-shirt and some sweatpants, go downstairs, eat breakfast, ignore my therapist, hide in the laundry room, eat lunch, ignore my therapist some more, go hide again, eat whatever grody food they have for dinner, "participate" in the evening activity, and then go to bed. This is how my day has gone for the last nine years. I have no reason to change it. If I had the chance I would end the cycle and run away. Start a new life but they would never allow that. They think I'm crazy, just because I refuse to talk. Maybe I am crazy. I don't know. All I know is that I want to get out of here. Those doctors don't know anything about me. All they know is that I was found with a gun in my room with both my parents dead. They talked to the kids and teachers at school so of course they said I was crazy. That's what they think, that I'm crazy. 

 Today I have the usual morning but when I go to my "therapist's" office and I use that term loosely because all I do is sit there while Dr. Williams tells me its ok to talk. Bullshit.

Anyway I walk in only to see a guy about my age on the couch across from from her. Idiot. I sit down cautiously. Who the fuck is he? 

Then the retard in the skirt starts talking, "Hi Faith!" she says loudly. God woman I'm mute not deaf. "This is my son Chase. He will be your new buddy."

My new what?

"He will be your friend since you don't seem to want to talk to anyone else."

At least she knows I won't talk to her stupid ass. 

Tired of being in her presence I get up and leave. He probably thinks I'm a freak. Just like his mom.

I see him following me but I don't really care. He could fall into pit of snakes for all I care. 

I run to my favorite hiding spot- the hole in the wall next to the washing machine. I hear him calling my name but I don't care. He finally pokes his head into the room I'm in and sits down next to me without a word. He reaches out to touch my hand and I flinch at his touch. The last person that touched me was the guy who had to literally drag me in here.

He pulled his hand back but them tried again. He touched my cheek and whispered, "What happened to you? How could  they have done this to you? Who made you this way?"

All these questions. Did they tell him nothing?

I didn't want to talk. He would probably just tell his mother. Uhhh I hate her so much I wish she would just leave me alone.

So instead of answering him I just laid my head on his shoulder. He seemed to accept it for now but I knew he wouldn't keep quiet for long. 

After what seemed for an hour or so he said it was time for lunch. I looked up and him in surprise and let him help me up. We walked to the cafeteria and he told me to sit down. I sat down at my usual spot while he went in line to get some food. 

He came back with a ton of food. How much food does he think I eat?

"What I gotta eat and you look like you haven't had a decent meal in a long time."

I looked at him in shock. He cared about me? No probably not, his mom probably just told him I was anorexic or something. Stupid bitch.

I grabbed the overly greasy pizza and tentatively took a bite. It literally dripping grease. So grody. I took a bunch of napkins and tried to save this poor piece of pizza. Why can't they have food that doesn't suck I mean the people have enough to deal with with out shitty food right?

"So Nicole, you don't talk."

I just stared at him with a look on my face screaming DUH! I sure hope my new stalker is smarter than his mom.

"Well, I'm gonna tell you about me so you don't think I'm so stupid stalker," huh dead on. "So as you know my name is Chase and I'm 17 years old. I'm a junior in high school. I'm not in school because I'm apparently a trouble maker and require to do online high school because they don't want me to "disrupt" everyone else's learning. Bullshit. They just don't like me because I don't want to conform to their rich kid I'm amazing attitude. The twats.  My favorite band is Falling in Reverse...umm...ya I would ask if you had any questions but you won't answer will you?"

I looked at him in shock. He didn't seem anything like his mom. Who would have thunk it.

I finshed my food and then stood up to go to my hiding spot so I hopefully won't have to go to the "fun" activities they have planned for me. 

Unsuprisingly Chase follows me. I curl up in a ball on the floor and Chase sits down next to me. He pulls into his lap and for some reason I start crying.

"Shhhhh, shhhhhh, baby don't cry. I'm right here."

Why is he acting like this. What did I do to deserve him. I barely know him and yet he is so nice to me. No one has been this kind to me since my parents. This realization just made me sob harder. 

"Don't cry. Smile for me. I love it when you smile."

What? How can he say things like this we just met? I don't know what to think.

"Please, just say something."

I looked at him in confusion.

"You are so pretty and you seem so sweet and I just want to talk to you. To know everything about you. You are so interesting. I have never met anyone like you. I just want you to have someone you can trust."

"Really?" My voice was so scratchy and ruff. It sounded so foreign. 

He looked me in the eyes, excitement coursing through his beautiful blue eyes. 

He held me tightly to his chest. "Thank you."

He held me close to him until I had no more tears. When I finally stoped crying I looked up at him. He was just smiling with his pearly whites showing. Then he did something I never expected.

He kissed me.