If You Dare To Believe

Chapter 21

I turn around and I saw a shadowy figure standing, but then it started walking towards the sun ray that peered from the small window.

It slowly reveled a muscling body then a fimilar face, it was Mason.

He's face looked a bit different from the morning, it looked freshing and unforuanately more attractive. His hair was combed in such away which framed his face perfectly.

He smiled more nicely than the early mornings. "Very impressive" he says wandering around the room, I just rolled my eyes uninterstingly hoping that Nurse Kelly would interrupt us. "Oh come on Avery, don't keep up such attitude." he smirked walking trowards the piano, "Oh sure, because this place is filled with the nicest people" I said sarcastically.

"Oh this about what happen with Lila? Oh she probably forgot to take her pills" he said and I stared at him.

"Pills?" I asked eyeing him as he made he's way next to the bench I was siting on.

"Yeah, she's bipolar." He said, he pushed me aside so he could sit.

I just nodded, I may have been a bit judgement trowards everyone there.

"What about you? What explains your rude behavior?" he was so close to me that I could feel his body heat radiating out his body. He head his hands on the piano keys that created unpleasant sound, then he turn his hand that was only few inches away form mine. "Well, I'm just a jerk in general" he smirked proudly which made him look even more attractive.

I wanted to punch his face so bad. I leaned closer making the distance between us less.

"Well Mason the jerk, I am going to say this once and only once. You better not try any of your sick twisted games on me or dare get under my skin because boy, I will not have any tolerance towards any shit. So you better fucking watch out" He looked and smiled cockily,

"I like you already" he said with a chuckle that made want to rip his skull off.

I was about to say something then an old lady walks on wearing normal flowery dress that reached her ankels and her hair was short grey-ish white curls. She was carrying a lot papers so she couldn't see closeness between me and Mason.

Mason quickly got up and helped.

"Oh mason, your eraly to class or maybe I'm just late." she laughed, after removing stack of papers I could see her face properly. Her face was rounded which balanced out her curls and she was wearing the cat looking glasses but I could see her shiny blue eyes that matched the dress she was wearing.

"I swear the traffic gets worse everyday and My cat nora got horribly sick and- Oh hello" she said as she saw me.

"Um hi" I said standing up.

She looked at me for a second, then opened a file Mason was holding and read it for a second.

"Avery Houston?" She asked.

"Yeah" I nodded.

I saw smile plastering on her face, "Finally! Someone has interest in music. Director of this hospital was planning to remove this room but I'm glad you choose music to portray your feelings"

"Settle down, Settle down" she told us and we both sat down on the wooden chairs which looked like kingergarnet chairs.

"Umm why isn't anyone interested?" I asked glancing at mason who was looking at the old lady.

"Well, they all say music is a wrong way to approach feelings but I strongly disagree. I mean I took psychology in college and they never said that music could effect the person mentality...in a wrong way." she said moving the stack of books on the table.