Serendipity | Colby Brock

8|She was fucking mesmerizing

Chapter 8
"She was fucking mesmerizing"

"Everything alright?" Jake and Corey said together, motioning towards us. "Just peachy." Izzy grinned beside me.

"I have to change out of these clothes, I'm dusty and my shirt is ripped." Dylan sighed. "Yeah same, I'm freezing." I agreed.

Everyone turned around as the others changed, the guys went into a different room when it was me and Izzy's turn.

"Can I borrow a sweatshirt? I forgot my good one." She walked over to me. I threw her a light pink one that she left at my apartment months ago. "I've been looking for this!"

I put on a pair of light grey sweatpants, with an oversized black and red hoodie.

As Izzy finished changing, I brushed threw my almost black hair, taking it out of the half up half down ponytail I had in.

"God you are too perfect." She tossed her clothes in her bag after looking at me. "Girl, go look in a fucking mirror." I did the same as she did.

"You guys done?" Matt asked from behind the wall. "Yeah were good." We called back.

COLBY'S POV:

Holy fuck this woman is perfect.

As we walked back into the room, my eyes immediately fell on her.

Here I was thinking she couldn't get any more gorgeous when she had shorts, and a cropped shirt on, yet I am proven wrong.

She was wearing lose grey sweatpants which hugged her waist absolutely perfectly. She had a huge black and red hoodie on.

Her hair gorgeous fell onto her shoulder. She looked at me with those beautiful dark green eyes. Holy shit.

She was fucking mesmerizing.

She could kill me and I would thank her.

"You okay there Colby?" Sam nudged my shoulder. "Hm? Oh yeah perfect." I looked away form her, betraying everything my head told me.

"Do you guys wanna go look around some more?" Greyson asked. "Yeah sure, Colby? You guys good with it?" She said my name and I thought I was about to fall apart.

Focus Colby.

"We're good if you are." I sucked in a breath.

"Let's go then." She reached down to grab her phone then started walking towards us, her friends following her.

"So how exactly did people get committed here?" Elizabeth asked Aurora as they walked behind us. "There were a lot um, promiscuity, senility, being deemed wild and unruly, being an unwanted child or senior, being outspoken or unorthodox in one's religious and or political views," She took a breath.

"Anxiety, depression, not getting along with one's family, homosexuality, being a woman who was viewed as too assertive, not being enough so as a man, hyperactivity, birth defects, Alzheimer's, Syphilis, not speaking English, poor social skills, and being isolative or antisocial were all reasons for commitment." She explained.

"Oh my god." Izzy muttered. "That's insane, pun intended." Chris said as Jake chuckled.

"Where do we want to go first?" Aurora stood in front of a set of stairs. "Either up, down, or the childrens wing." She didn't look super comfortable but she kept a light vibe around her.

"We should definitely wait to do the basement, we could do the child's wing then upstairs?" Sam looked at us, we all nodded.

"Now you got me curious, what else happened here?" I saw Jake skip over to Aurora as we started walking.

"Well um." She chuckled lightly at his behavior. "The doctors went to some desperate measures to alleviate crowding on the wards and treat illnesses with no known cures. These included insulin shock treatment, or hydrotherapy, where a patient was restrained in a tub filled with exceedingly hot or cold water for hours, or even days. Better known treatments included Electroconvulsive Shock Therapy and lobotomies." She saw Jakes confused face after she said lobotomies.

"Lobotomies were basically a rod being inserted through the top of the eye socket to sever the nerve pathways in the prefrontal cortex or simply to scramble the front of the brain." I tried to listen to her words but I could only focus on her voice.

Nobody should have that much power in their voice.

"That seems uncomfortable." Corey talked for the first time after awhile. "How you doing brother?" I asked. "Terrified." He spoke as if it was obvious.