Chapter 4

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"Nancy you can't just lock yourself in your room all day" Aunt Hilary whinned. "The fact that you don't talk anymore is quite frightening, how are you going to practice your orals locked up?"

I just lay on the bed staring at the ceiling. Been counting the days since the accident. It really affected me, I mean I lost my parents and the ability to speak properly. It's frustrating but--.

Sigh.

Aunt Hilary has been my rock and I am so grateful. But I won't be able to stay with her cause the hospital is transferring me to the "recovery instutute" where I get to practice my orals and hopefully be able to speak again.

"NANCY!!"

UGH, I am coming woman.

I jumped off the bed to open the door for my aunt.

"Damn! That's all it took? A scream?" My aunt asked. She quickly scanned my room and finally joined me on the bed.

"How are you?" she asked sincerely. I looked at her and gave her a thumbs up. "Well that boy, Ryan? He looks cute doesnt he?" she tried small talk. I scowled.

Lol What was she doing.

"The hospital called. They said they were coming to pick us next week thursday. I'm gonna miss you though. Not that you talk or anything but your presence you know" She said looking sternly at me. I just nodded declaring I understood and briefly hugged her.
Sometimes I just thank God for taking my ability to speak cause I realized that my ability to reason deeper has broadened.

Sigh.

Aunt Hilary gets up, smiles and walks out.

"Oh by the way, going over to Bob's later" she shouted

Aha, I was wondering what she wanted in the first place.

I decided to go out for a walk. I wore my joggers, took my ipod and played some Kendrick tracks. I put on my buds and locked out the world. I walk down the block looking at my new neighborhood and the people in it. For a minute, I locked eyes with Ryan as I passed his house but he was with his friends. He just smirked and looked away. Before I could take two steps, I bumped into this maniac.

"Oh I am so sorry" a deep british accent, (music to my ears) apologized.

British? swoon!!!

I smiled at him nicely but was sucked into his beauty. Blond hair, icy green eyes, deep voice. What is happening.

"Let me help you up!" He said pulling me up way too fast. "I'm Paul, you?"

I was about to reply when I remembered I couldn't speak. I quickly went the notes on my ipod and gave him a note to read. It took a while for him to read, when he was done he looked at me sadly.

"Oh, I'm sorry Ms. Nancy Stewart." he said pulling me in for a hug. This guy was quick with actions. I could feel my face get hot.

Am I blushing?

We part and I noticed he was wearing a uniform. More like a patient type.

A couple of nurses were running down the hill with some guards towards us and immediately I knew that Paul was a troublemaker.

Isn't that cute?

"Well got to go Ms.Nancy. As you can see, a lot of people want my attention but as from today hence forth it'll be directed to you only. You are my forbidden love now, later my queen" with that, this dude literally runs off and turns into an alley. I can't believe that just happened. The nurses and guards get to where I am and asked where paul went, I just shrugged. Wasn't about to rat out my boyfriend.

Lol, my british boyfriend.

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