Day 32: December 3rd, 2013
The sun was slowly rising, and I felt the warmth over my eyelids. I was wrapped in sheets, and felt the skin of Jayce next to me. He sat there, eyes wide open, silent. I rolled over to face my back to him and closed my eyes in disbelief. What was I supposed to do? I was naked, terrified and mortified. Nothing would be the same, this was the beginning of the downward spiral I saw in our future. Jayce sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed. He slid his boxers on before coming over to my side. He stood in front of me and handed me his shirt with a smile. This was awkward, and I had no idea what this meant. I threw his shirt on and sat up in the bed. He sat next to me and exhaled.
"Look-"
I stopped him, "We can act like this never happened. I'm sorry and I won't tell anyone, I swear."
He blinked, "I appreciate that. If you want to act like it never happened we will."
"Well isn't that what you were about to say?"
He placed his hand on my knee, "I don't think there is any ignoring this..."
He tilted my head up to kiss me before I pulled away, "Jayce..."
"I have a plan," He smiled, "But first we need to talk, about everything."
"Okay," I paused, "You start."
He held my hand, "I think I can finally tell you about one of my past girlfriends, since you're so nosy."
I smiled and he began to tell me the story.
"I was in California still. It was during my first year at Stanford, so I was sixteen and and I was walking down the street when I bumped into an extremely attractive woman, perhaps on purpose but I can't quite remember."
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The Vacation Program (ReWrite)
RomanceWhen Autumn Brooks is taken to the psychiatrist office of Dr. Jayce Westbrooke, she is given the opportunity of a lifetime to participate in an experimental treatment for people with eating disorders and other mental illnesses. She willingly accepts...
