therapy ➳ irwin (on edit)

prologue ; 0.0

i rememebered the time i sat at the edge of the dirty bed in the asylum. it was noon and i was supposedly to be fetched by my new therapist. i was to live in his apartment. just the two of us alone.

the old man probably forgotten and left me to suffer in this old big hospital. i sat quietly on my dirty single bed when a knock on the door startled me. i, in shock jumped and blinked a couple of times to see the nurse that has been looking after me for eleven years.

the old lady shot me a sad smile as she entered the room. i smiled and shake my head, "you startled me." i say as i took a heavy unsteady breath. she chuckled for a moment before the silence engulfed us again. i gulped and she began talking.

"your therapist is here." she says and i frown.

"i was hoping he's forgotten about me." i say and took a deep sigh afterwards. she stiffled a laughter and took my bags in her hand. "daisy." i moaned. "i could manage them myself." i say and reached out for my bags but she quickened her pace as she exited my cell. i smiled softly and followed her from behind.

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i fiddled with my fingers as i waited for my therapist in the waiting room. its been an hour long and i've done nothing but fiddled with my fingers and hummed a few songs. footsteps were heard and i, being me, assumed it was daisy.

but my eyes met another pair of beautiful eyes that were full of happiness. the smile on his face was unforgettable. his hair that was curly and long was beautifully styled on his head. the heat on my cheeks raised and i quickly looked away feeling embarrassed.

a couple of footsteps were heard again before i felt pressence beside me. i turned to see him sitting next to me as he looked at me with a huge grin on his face. my heart seemed to race faster then ever, i've never had this feeling in my life.

i noticed that he was using a oversized nirvana band tee and a flannel tied around his waist. "hi." he says. i ignored him, thinking he mightve probably talked to his friend or girlfriend on his phone. "um, hey?" he says as he waves a hand waved in front of me.

i looked up and at him. "hi?" he says making it sound much more like a question.

"hi." i mutter quietly.

"i'm ashton and i'm your therapist."  

those six words replayed in my head, till today.

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changing the story so you guys would love it moreee :-)

im so nice *flips hair*