"uhm...you shouldn't talk to me." She shook her head.
Aria was that girl nobody talked to, if you did you disappeared or you were outcasted.
Either way it never turned out well for you.
"Alright children, will you all stand up, say your name, what you suffer from and something else you like?" Mr. Kippling directed, they went arroynd the circle until it reached Aria.
She stood up "my name is Aria, apparently I'm insane and I like dolls." She said and slumped back in my chair, stifled snickers broke threw.
Aria's cold glare swept over them, their mouths instantly shutting, knowing it was best for them.
Michael was confused, apparently she was insane? There is no apparently, you either are or you're not, there's no in between. No maybe, just yes and no.
Dolls? Most girls grew out of dolls before age ten! This girl must be about sixteen, rather odd.
He believed she was insane, that she was in denial. The doll thing just proved it.
He stood up "my name is Michael, I have insomnia, and...sex is great."
Boys smirked, girls fawned, but Aria grimaced. Aria, obviously, a Virgin never liked the thought of sexual contact.
Michael could tell by he look on her face, she was indeed a virgin, and she never had thoughts like that.
Michael intended to change that.
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Aria sat in her cell. Staring at the carcass in the crack. The cleaner still hadn't come to clean it.
She wanted out of here, badly. She's been here forever, most people consider it home but she never had. Aria has spent most of her life here, but she had a deep hatred for it.
Aria wanted to run, jump. Be a normal kid, though she was a teenager she never really grew up, she wanted to experience the outside world, past the guards that keep her and everyone else from leaving, and see if its still as wonderful as she remembers.
Soon enough her thoughts were interrupted by nurses coming in, with that boy from earlier.
"Hello Aria." The nurse said waving at Aria, who scrunched her nose in response.
"Hi." She mumbled, hoping they'd leave soon enough
"This is Michael," she introduced him
Aria glared at the nurse "I already knew that." She snapped
"Okay well Aria, he's going to be your roommate." The nurse said, catching aria's attention.
Why you ask? Or maybe you don't. But I'm going to tell you anyways. Aria knew this already, but the hospital as they call it, she knew it was an asylum though, they first off don't give roommates.
They have never had roommates. they just believe that the prisoners or patients, deserved their privacy.
Second, they never put opposite sexes in the same room! That's just obvious though.
"Why?" She growled "roommates? No, you guys don't have roommates. And if you did you wouldn't give us one with a ding dong."
"You mean dick, babe." Michael winked
"Michael," the nurse warned the tall boy "Is there to be an issue? Because you asked for her, I don't want to find out any funny business has been happening."
"It won't be an issue Sue." He shook his head, giving a smile
"Alright," the nurse sighed "then unpack and make a friend."
With that the nurse walked out, and Michael flung his bag into the corner.
"Why are you here?" Aria asked, her cold glare shooting daggers at Michael. Who seemed undated by it.
Michaels eyes where drooping, as though he'd fall asleep any moment.
"Insomnia." He answered "I have insomnia, can't sleep without a partner with me."
"Why'd you pick me?"
"You're pretty."
"No I'm not."
"Then you're adorable."
"No I'm not."
"Then you're hot as fuck and don't deny that cause we all know its true."
Aria paused for a moment. Hot? She was not hot, she was freezing! The room was cold.
"No, I'm rather cold right now. I can't understand how I'd be hot..."
"Listen kitten," Michael spoke up "its a complement. Just take it."
She sighed and leaned against the cold brick wall.
-
Later that night Aria lay under the covers, staring at a crack in the wall.
She felt the bed sink behind her and she turned around "mike what do you want?" She grumbled and the boy.
He gently pet her hair down. "I can't sleep." He whispered shrugging it off.
"So why are you petting my head?"
"Because you have pretty hair." He smiled, finding himself liking her insidious ways more and more.
Like he thought, Aria was rater insidious. She never really talked to anybody, she kept to herself. Secrets were kept, and often ended up in a terrible form after.
"Hmm." She hummed closing her eyes, the way he gently caressed her hair making her fall asleep.
"Aria?" Michael whispered "is it okay if I sleep with you? At least try and get some rest?"
She nodded in agreement, she just didn't want him to stop the head rub.
A/N: loooong chapter but what ever. Soooo sorry if his made no sense, I know its rather hard to understand.
Its unedited soo any spelling mistakes I'm sorry.
