FALLEN

CHAPTER FIFTEEN.

(Belle's Pov)

"You can't help who you fall in-love with."

One of the wisest words which had ever left my mother's lips. When she first said this, I was left confused. I didn't understand what she was talking about - I was only ten years of age. You couldn't blame me.

But as years went by, I matured, passed through my teenage years and entered adulthood; I still held no idea. I tried my hardest, trying to comprehend her words and try make sense of them. Yet, I failed to understand what she meant.

Only until now.

As I walked to my office, a bubble of excitement floated around my stomach. I was more than eager and ready to start my next therapy session with my next patient. Which happened to be no other than Sam.

I don't know what it was, or when it exactly happened, but the next session after I visited him in his cell, he changed. There was a change in him. I noticed in therapy sessions, he was much more focused and dare I say it...a little more opening. 

There was just a little glint in his eyes which I noticed in him. He'd seem entranced, eager, to listen to the words which left my mind. And my heart would flutter whenever I found our eyes locked in a steady gaze. 

It was strange.

A feeling which I wanted to feel more of. A feeling...a feeling I knew I longed for. 

"You can't help who you fall in-love with."

Therefore, the words from my very wise mother echoed in my ears. My stomach oddly clenched at my thoughts. They were wrong, I told myself. He was my patient and I was just his nurse. However, I could truthfully say that our relationship wasn't exactly that. There was more to it.

More to us.

Shaking off my thoughts, my feet stopped outside my office door. I let out a low sigh, fiddling around my lab coat pocket for the set of keys I needed. Hurriedly, I pulled them out and placed them inside the keyhole, giving it a quick twist.

I stepped inside the room, gently closing the door behind me and taking a second to lean against it. My eyes fluttered close as I let out a low sigh. And once again, the golden eyed devil found a way into my mind.

I had never felt this way about someone before. I had never constantly thought about someone, over and over again. I had never blushed so hard around someone. I had never been this...this attracted to someone before. My heart had never fluttered so much around someone.

So why did it all suddenly start to happen around him?

Not even my past high-school boyfriends, which I think about now and realize weren't really something you'd class as the term 'boyfriend'. Not any of the two were capable of bringing that side out of me. In-fact, I didn't even knew I held that.

"You can't help who you fall in-love with."

And once again, her words found a way into my mind. A deep sigh left my lips as I pursed my lips. I didn't love Sam...it just wasn't something I could find myself doing. I believe my heart died the day my parents did. 

But I felt something for him.

Something I didn't know what to class as. 

A sudden knock sounded on the door, faintly vibrating against my back. I pushed myself up from it, turning my body around to open the door. My heart stuttered in realization when I saw the familiar face of Marco. 

"Inmate's here," He announced like always. I cleared my throat, opening the door wider, allowing him room so he could drag Sam in behind him. He sent me a nod of thanks, doing just what I thought. My eyes moved to him as if they were magnets to him.