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"I did?" I blurt out, sounding shocked. I don't remember meeting Tate, in fact I haven't even met Charlie really.

"Yeah, it was a while ago. You probably don't remember. Come on, if we go now we can see him." She stands up and wipes her tears away. I was very confused on what she had just said. Visit him?If we go now? And I've met him?

I intertwine my long narrow fingers with hers as we walk through the tall grass. We leave her brothers and bike behind.

"So, what did you and Edward talk about when he was me, back in November?" I ask breaking the long silence.

"He wasn't very convincing. He didn't ask questions. He wasn't you. We just kinds hung out with Alex." she says with no emotion and shrugs it off.

"Does he even know you?"

"Yes!" Lillian shouts immediately.

"No, does he know your story? Does he know the real you?" I ask again, correcting my question.

"Can we not talk about it..." she sighs, kicking a pebble near her foot.

"Sorry, I just wanted to see if the cutest couple in school wasn't faking it all." Sarcasm hinting in my tone.

"We are almost there. I'm going to warn you now, Tate is very protective. Especially of me." She strictly tells me, changing the subject.

Each step we take, we become closer and closer to our destination. A grey building pops into view with a sign reading:

Homeschaple Hospital For The Criminally Insane

That's when it all clicks. "He's protective". Lillian's delicate little hands press against the Hospitals steel doors, revealing a colorless world. I feel bad for wearing my yellow shirt today. Nurses scurry around the lobby and I already feel like an outcast.

"Good evening Miss Peters! Are you here to see him?" A young nurse who sits at a desk asks.

"Yes ma'ma. I have a guest."

"Just have him go through one of the scanners. He doesn't need to fill out all that dreadful paper work!" She flashes us a smile and motions towards the door.

Our hands finally lose each other when we go through a "scanner". They are like the ones in airports. We reconnect at a door leading to another grey world.

"Tate Peters."Lillian mumbles to a guard near the door, her voice cracks a little.

The guard leads us down a narrow hall of steel doors, it never ends. We stop at one on the left. The guard hands her a card and places his arm by his side. "Thank you Bert." Lillian croaks. I give him a weak smile. Bert turns and walks back down the hall giving us our time at the door. She takes a breath and knocks on the hard door. "Tate, sweety?" . There is a shuffling noise behind the door and then a small slot slides open showing the boys dark eyes.

"Lill!" The boy named Tate yells in excitement. Lillian presses the card to the door. The handle blinks green and she slowly turns it. We enter the dark room. In the shadows I can make out a tall body in black clothes. He engulfs her in a big hug and spins her around. "You came early!" he says, tears in the courners of his eyes. Tate steps into the light and I can see his face now. His blonde hair falls messily past his ears, tangled in knots. Dark circles hang under his eyes. He looks around 18.

"Who's this?" he spits, the protective side that Lillian mentioned now showing.

"Tate, I'd like you to meet my best friend, Harry." She stutters. She's nervous and I can tell. I am too, my hands form a sweat and the hair on the back of my neck stands on end.

Tate looks me up and down. He takes small steps towards me. I'm tall, but he still towers over me. I push my glasses into place. I recognize him, he was the one who chased me that day I fell in the woods and Lillian tackled him. It all made sense now.

"Are you going to marry him? Is that why you came early? Did you break up with that Edward loser? You once said you would only bring someone here it's for a special reason. Is it cause you're marrying him?" he asks. I look around the room with a puzzled look.

"no, no"Lillian laughs, "He's just a- very good friend."

"I hope you marry him, He looks much nicer than that jerk you've described." He grunts under his breath to her, but I can still here it. He smiles at me, And I smile back.

I'm back Camp was amazing! Best cabin yet! Thank you for 2600 reads! Continue to read as I wrote down 15 chapters at camp and will update a lot more!

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