voices - c.t.h.

three;

three;

avalon grabbed my hand right after my meltdown and took me back to my room. she smiles before leaving. soon someone bursts through the door and a girl that looks my age smiles and waves to me.

"hi," she says. she's shaking as she speaks.

"hi, we have roommates?" i ask, twirling my black hair in my fingers. she nods, and excuses herself. i stand up from the bed, and open up my suitcase. peter had packed up my most worn outfits, and i smile softly; maybe he did pay attention.

i take out a black tank top, and some black shorts. i change into them, then explore the room. there's a normal sized television, and a stereo system. i smile then run to my bag, rummaging through it. i find my phone stuffed in the bottom and grab it. i run back to the stereo and plug my phone in, pressing play. the first song to come on is therapy by all time low. i dance around the room, singing softly.

"you don't seem like you should be here!" my roommate yells over the blasting music.

"i attempted suicide! and i have schizophrenia!" i yell back, running my hands through my hair. the girl becomes quiet again and turns the stereo off.

"you don't seem sad." she says, quite bluntly.

"i'm sorry that was inappropriate. what i mean is your eyes don't look sad, and usually depressed people's eyes look sad." i sit on my bed crossing my legs from underneath me.

"the voices told me to do it, and i was sick of hearing them, so i took twenty nine ibuprofen pills." the girl nods, as she rests her hand on her cheek.

"i'm here for depression, suicidal thoughts and actions, social anxiety, the list is forever long. i don't know when I'll get to leave." i send her a sympathetic smile, and reach across the gap between our beds and grab her hand.

"well, i'll help you. i'm joselyn, by the way." she smiles.

"thank you, joselyn. i'm aria." she shakes our hands a little bit and i laugh softly.

"well Aria, i like you."

"i like you, too." she smiles. i pull on her hand, and she gets off her bed coming over to mine. she smiles and sits in front of me.

"i wish i had someone who would kiss me and tell me i'm beautiful, like luke does for avalon." i nod, looking down at our hands still grasping each others.

"you're beautiful." i lean in and peck her lips. i pull my head back slightly and she looks fazed.

"i - um." she stutters, but kisses me again.

"i'll be your someone until you find a boy to love you, for you, okay?" she smiles and wraps her arms around my neck. i hug her around her waist.

"and same for you, jos." i pat her back then pull away. i lay down on my pillow, and she stares.

"what?" i giggle.

"your - um.." she blushes then points to my chest.

"they're just boobs." i say bluntly.

"but!" she squeals. i close my eyes.

"sorry, my schizophrenia doesn't let me react normally... to certain situations," i. breath out, opening my eyes again. now she's laying next to me, smiling.

"you're perfect even with schizophrenia." i smile and she brings her lips to mine.

"is this weird?" i ask, after she pulls away.

"i don't know, honestly." she laughs, i see a sparkle in her eye; true happiness. soon we fall asleep, tangled limbs and all.

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awkward I guess calum will have to wait lmao