We walked outside for a few minutes then Dylan stops in front of a tree. "This is it." He tells me. "A tree?" I ask skeptically. "Yeah. This is really the only private place to talk. If we're high up in the tree, no one can hear us talking." He says as he reaches for a tree limb and swings his leg over. He gets far up into the tree and stops to look down at me, expectant. My turn.
I grab onto the tree limb and push myself up, putting one leg over. I stand up on the tree and slowly climb my way up to Dylan. I sit on the same branch as him, his back up against the tree. "Ok. We need to find a way to stop Dr. Mason." Dylan says. I nod my head up and down. "But what could we do?" I ask him. "Well I was thinking, I don't take my medicine until the afternoon. When do you take yours?" He asks. "The morning." I respond. "Good so tonight I could stay in your room and I'll wake up before he comes in to give you your medicine and I'll hide behind the door. Then when he comes in, I'll close the door behind him and we can confront him." He says. It sounded like a great plan and I agreed completely. "And I wanted to talk about the other night. When I tried to kiss you."
My heart beats faster and faster in my chest. "Yeah what about it?" I ask him, fiddling with a strand of my hair. "I wasn't trying to rush you or anything I was just caught up in the moment and if you're not ready then it's fine just take your time. I don't want you to feel forced." I look up at him and smile. "I was ready. That was the problem. I didn't want this to be...I don't know. I just want it to be at the right moment." I tell him. "Is this the right moment?" He says, but I knew it wasn't a question.
I turned and leaned in and he did the same. It was the perfect moment. Not the right one. The perfect one. My heart was jumping steadily like it was playing a game of jump-rope. He put his arms behind my back and I put mine on his shoulders. We kissed and it was magical. I've never felt anything like it in my life. Sure, I've been with plenty of guys but I didn't care about them like I cared about Dylan. When we finished we sat hugging each other for a while. When it got kind of dark we broke apart and went back inside to fulfill the plan. If only we would've known that our plan was going to change, we would have held each other for a little longer.
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A Mental State Of Mind (Completed)
Terror[(COMPLETED)] Joy is in a stable enough state to have a roomate at the hospital. The mental hospital, that is. And one of the best in the country. But few know what goes on in the hospital. Few know the history. Few know about the little girl who di...
