Project 8:11

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"So, Project 8:11, tell me more about this Bekah girl." I don't even know where to begin.

"Erm, well she knows everything there is to know about me. She's my muse. I think about her all the time, I need her in my life. I tell her everything."

It's true, every single thing that came out of my mouth. I need Bekah in my life.

"Mhm, now tell me about the time your mother passed. How was that time period for you?"

"How did you know about my mother passing?!" I don't remember telling him about that happening, I don't know how they could have found that information.

I filled out my paper work, and I didn't say anything about my mother passing. I don't just tell people that.

"Hello, Project 8:11? Did you hear me?" I totally forgot about Dr. Rajue.

"No, I didn't. What did you say?" I must have been lost in my thoughts.

"I said, we know how to find out specific information about our incoming patients. We have a strong data base at this academy, we can find out what ever information we need or want." Dr. Rajue explains to me the academy, and I now realize how serious this place is.

"Okay, that's kind of creepy, but what other questions do you have for me?" I change the subject.

"Why do you think you need this Bekah character? Think hard, do you really need her?"

What the fuck, is this dude serious! I told him that I needed her, and I really do.

"Yes, I need her! I'm sorry I don't mean to be rude doctor, but why would you even ask me that? I told you that I needed her, and I meant it."

I pull out my phone, and begin to text Bekah.

*Get me out of here! This place is crazy!*

I tell her, and wait patiently for her response.

"I can tell you that your first exercise won't be hard for you. It'll be difficult, but not hard."

"What exercise are you talking about?"

I began to get worried as thoughts of what these exercise things are. I couldn't even put together what my first one would be.

"Here at the academy we put our patients through several exercises. The first one is usually the toughest, but you'll do fine." Uh oh.

"Okay... So what's my first exercise?" I asked getting a little worried.

"Your first exercise is to stay away from Bekah. No contact at all. Before your next session, you will have a chip put in your phone. No calling, no texting, no contact period."

I can't do that. Well I kind of have too. How am I going to tell her? Will she even care?

That's when my phone buzzed.

I looked at my screen and saw that, of course, it was Bekah.

*I'm here! Hurry and get out here. I haven't seen you all day!*

I don't hesitate to run out the door and get out of this place.

"Remember, no contact at all, Project 8:11!" Dr. Rajue yells from his office door way as I reach the end of the hall.

When I get to the patient waiting area, I see Bakah and her car parked outside.

"Hun, you need to sign out before you leave." The small petite women says as I begin to walk out the door.

After I sign out and wave bye to the lady at the desk, I walk outside to see Bekah.

"Cal! I'm so glad you ask me to pick you up! I missed you!" She says jumping into my arms with a hug.

"I just saw you yesterday, B. But I missed you so much." I hug her back and we both get in the car.

"So what do you want to do? We can go bowling? I haven't been bowling in forever." She's making it really hard for me to stop talking to her.

"Rebekah, I don't know what I want to do. Lets just go back to my house and hang out."

"Why didn't you call me B? You know I don't like it when you call me Rebekah. Gosh, therapy really has changed you." I feel so bad.

"You have no idea, B."

This is really going to be hard.

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OKAY SO IK THE NICKNAMES ARE A LITTLE WIERD, BUT I LOVE THEM!!

So, I've decided that I'm going to stay with this fanfic. I'm not going to delete my other one. If I do that I think I might cry.

But anywho, I might continue my other one but I'm not leaving this one.

I MEAN IT JUST STARTED!

*Hey I will love you forever if you follow my fanpage. @bandzstruggle

XOXO,

MEH!