Coffee// A.I.

Introduction

Most of all, she was misunderstood.

Everyday she would stare out that locked window and dream of getting out. She only tried once to commit suicide. She only killed one person. Just one. Yet she was put in this awful place. What annoyed her most about this place was they didn't let her have coffee, which was the only thing she really loved in the world. Sometimes she would dream about the sweet taste. Sometimes she would dream of getting out of the prison-like hospital. But most of all she dreamed to die.

They said if she took her pills she would get better. But maybe she didn't want to get better. Wanting to die doesn't automatically mean you're crazy.... Does it? Maybe she was crazy.

She didn't remember much of her past. She listened to them and did what they told her to do, and she did get better. Now, she lives happily in a big home, with a rich family, and almost everything she could desire. As perfect as she seems, a small part of her is still crazy. A small part of her still remembered. A small part of her still wanted to die.

But nobody knew. Nobody could see through the makeup and perfect clothes. And that's just how she liked it. That all changed when she met Ashton. He could see right through her.

And she hated it.