Deception

To make this a story or to keep it as is. That's for you to decide. 

xx Ash

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"How about we start from the beginning? Tell me what happened." The words filled my ears. I took a deep breath and followed by exhaling a sigh. My eyes closed as my mind brought me back to that day.

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The wheels of the cart squeak as I push it down the hall, the pills rattling each time they hit the side of the container. The lights flicker once, and the whisper of wind passes through my ears, humming against the side of the building and through the window opened a crack beside me. As I round the corner, a small blonde comes into view. Her lips tug at the corners, and her teeth come into full view as she notices me.

"Ashley! I heard there was a new patient!" Talia, one of the fellow nurses, speaks as she speeds up her walking to reach me.

My eyebrow raises and I open my mouth to say something just as the doors of the main entrance open. Two bodyguards walk in, their hands tightly grasping the muscular arms of a man I did not recognize. He must be the new one Talia was talking about. What great timing that was.

My eyes glance at the patient's face and widen as they meet his. Loose curly blonde hair hangs down just below his ears, and a button nose sits under a pair of striking emerald eyes and above a pair of full, pink lips. They smirk as his eyes meet mine, one corner slightly pulling up higher than the other: his signature smirk. I have not seen that since senior year.

"Fancy seeing you here." That was all that left his lips, in a rugged and low voice.

Talia's mouth hangs open, her eyes longingly glance over him and his entire body, before turning to me. "You know him?!" The lights flicker again but I barely notice.

I feel like I am going to faint.

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I bit my lip, remembering how surprised and angry I was at that moment.

"Why were you angry?" Their hands clung to a notebook, filling it with scribbles as we went about our daily session.

I shook my head and opened my eyes to the black tile below me. "I just wanted to stay away from him, keep my distance. The past is in the past for a reason."

I paused, and my upper teeth start to tug at my lower lip. "But it seemed like that couldn't happen, like fate wanted us together."

"How so?"

I smiled dreamily and glanced back to the black tiled floor in the small office of a room. Memories flashed before me.

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"So how does someone like you end up in this place?" Bo's voice fills my ears as he sits at a table next to where I stand, placing his gray lunch tray down with a thud.

I roll my eyes, my hopes of not seeing him crushed. I say nothing. I hear faint laughter behind me, but when I turn around no one is there.

"So, I get the silent treatment now?" His eyes glare into me.

I keep my focus on the array of patients cluttering at gray tables placed evenly around the room. My jaw flexes as the teeth rub against one another.

He continues to stare at me, but after a while he gives up. A hum leaves his lips as he turns back to his plate and keeps his focus on that for the remaining time. I try to keep my gaze off him, but my heart chooses otherwise. Occasionally, my eyes flick to him, watching his large, sun kissed hands grasp the metal fork as he absentmindedly pushes the mush they call food around. I remember how those hands felt against my skin, the heat of each finger igniting fires on my skin as they traced up and down my arms, my stomach, my-