This place was a second hell for me. I wasn't already depressed, staying in a mental hospital couldn't make it any better. That was before I met him. My mentally unstable other half. Were we ready for the future? Nah Were we ready to find any sort of love? Not a chance. All I really know is that everything around us seemed F.I.N.E

"I love you, Ashton" I whispered to his sleeping face, being careful so he doesn't hear. Quickly kissing him on the cheek, I run away knowing that he can't know, and he will never know. I'm in love with my bestfriend. "Diana?" Ashton's voice stops me. Tears threaten to fall down, but I push them away. "Yes?" "Could you please call Mel?" He replies. I nod and walk away.