Beautifully Broken

20

It's been a week since the bathroom incident. Every girl in the ward seems to understand now I shouldn't be messed with by any means necessary and truthfully I like that.

A lot of the newbies have tried to befriend me while the older girls just steer clear of me. Either way I don't care.

Ms. Fox has been trying to get me to talk more in sessions but instead I give her and them what they want to hear and I make sure to keep my good girl persona up whenever they are around.

Miles and I haven't really seen one another only In the day room but we don't interact. Just glances at one another and small smiles with a lot of emotion attached to them that only he and I could understand. The notes keep coming and I hold on to them all under my bed in a safe spot. I can't lie and say I don't miss actually talking to him or being able to touch him or him touch me but I know this is just how it has to be for now.

I kept myself preoccupied with a lot of the extracurricular activities they would offer and mostly reading books.

Today I was in the art room finishing up one of the many many art works I had plastered over my room wall, just to give me a lively feeling. I was deep into concentration on my brush strokes and the color blending perfectly for my moonlight water reflection of a beach in the middle of nowhere when I heard the classroom door close. I looked up confused because I know I left it open so that if one of the staff members came to check on me they would see the door open. When I looked up I saw him.

Miles.

Standing by the door, he looked so heavenly. His beautiful eyes shimmer and his jaw seemed to grow sharper.

"Hi." I whispered, my voice suddenly being lost at the sight of him.

My heart began to rapidly beat and I couldn't take my eyes off of him.

"Hi baby." He said nonchalantly as he began to walk towards me in slow thoughtful strides.

I placed my paint brush down and I just watched him walk like a god of some sorts.

"Whaaa—what are you doing here? Someone could come." I stammered as I tried to catch the breath that he just kept taking from me.

"I missed my girl. We've been good for awhile. I miss you Evie. Nobody is gonna come they have other priorities to deal with for the next twenty or so minutes." He spoke to Cool as he was finally in front of me only a few inches away.

He touched my cheekbone lightly as his fingers traced over my lips and to my other cheekbone.

I closed my eyes taking in the sensation that was his touch on my skin. I missed it.

"What did you do Miles?" I asked still my eyes close.

"I did nothing. I'm here with you." He said his breath getting closer to my lips making me open my eyes to see his baby blues peering at me.

"I missed you." I said lowly out mouth inching closer together.

"Yeah? How much baby?" He asked before our lips met in a slow deep passionate kiss.

The moment our lips touched it was like a fire ignited in me that was dormant. My lips needed this more then anything next thing I knew my arms swung around his neck and his hands gradually lifted me off the chair and around his waist knocking the chair and my paint brushes on to the floor.

"A lot." I said into his mouth as we took small hard breaths before going back to our lips being one together.

He chuckled from his throat as he guided us to a far corner of the art room. Slightly slamming my back against the wall making me bite down on his lip with a hiss escaping me.