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Recap:
“You’re not alone. You have me now,” Chase said gazing down at me.
“I know.”
I looked up at the dock who had tears streaming down her face. Then she did something I never expected her to do. She…….hugged me.
Now:
Well this is awkward. The doctor had a steel grip on me and was sobbing into my hair. Shouldn't I be the one crying?
When she finally released me her eyes were red and puffy.
"I had no idea Faith...I'm so sorry. I....I....all those things I've said....All the things I assumed about you. Will you ever forgive me?"
How the hell do I respond to that?
Chase just held me tighter and I leaned into his side. What's going to happen now?
As if reading my mind Chase said, "Mom I think Faith needs a break. Can I take her outside?"
"Ya, ah sure just not to far."
He pulls me up off of the couch and takes me outside.
He held my hand as we make our way next to the shore of the lake. I've always loved this lake. I have a beautiful view of it from my room.
"Well now you know about why I'm so fucked up."
"What? You are not how you say "fucked up," you are a good person."
"How can you say that you barely know me. I'm broken Chase. And no matter how hard you try you can't "fix" me."
"I don't want to "fix" you. I want you just the way you are. You're perfect."
I looked up at him and kissed him. I kissed him as passionately as I could. Our tongues wrestled for dominance which he won. I didn't mind. He was a great kisser. We made out right there for the world to see and we didn't care, we just had to get closer. No matter who was watching. I finally pulled away because a girl gotta breathe you know? And at that moment I felt okay again. With Chase, I feel infinite.
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RomantizmHi. My name is Faith Legge and I live in a mental hospital. I have since I was 8 years old and I haven't said a word. This is my story. I haven't spoken in 9 years but what might surprise you is that I'm silent by choice. In my nine years of living...