"I got you a key for my apartment like we talked about yesterday, just in case anything were to happen." I held out the silver key to my patient who had a raised eyebrow as soon as I had walked into her room. Y/N slowly reached out to take the key from my fingers before she twirled the key between her own, her head dropping to stare at the metal at the same time. "Are you ready to go?" I asked after a couple minutes of silence. Y/N nodded her head without looking up from the key and I just wanted to know what she found so interesting about the piece of metal to hold her attention for such a long period of time. At least it would be good heading towards the car so that Y/N wouldn't have to look at anyone on the way. I grabbed her elbow to lead her down the elevator and towards my car, away from the facility.
Finally, Y/N placed the key in her sweats pocket once we were both situated in the car. I couldn't help but admire the sight of the taller girl today and how amazing she looked in such a simple outfit. I was always a sucker for her when she wore her sweats especially low on her hips. I shook my head to myself and continued the drive towards the mall where we would be shopping for a while today. Eventually, the two of us had reached the mall after a comfortably silent drive where we had gotten out to immerse ourselves in the midst of the chaos that came with mall shopping. I wanted so badly to hold Y/N's hand, but I didn't know if that would be okay for me to do so. I didn't want to pressure the younger girl and I certainly didn't want to fuck up our chances if being together by getting us caught.
"Where would you like to go first?" I asked Y/N as we finally made it into the mall. I couldn't help but notice that she looked completely starstruck by the scene, still not used to being out in public after being locked away in a room all her life. When I was able to gain her attention, Y/N looked down at me and shrugged her shoulders. I arched my eyebrow upwards since she was the one that wanted to come shopping in the first place. Surely she had to know what she wanted or even what kind of style she possessed. I looked over her tall frame and scrutinized the way she wore her clothes, and how it told me a lot about how she dressed. Dinah would be perfect for dressing Y/N, and now that the Polynesian popped up into my head, I realized how much I actually missed her. "Well we can just look around and I'll help you. Okay?" I asked after another moment of silence between us.
Y/N nodded her head with her lips pulled into a straight line. I noticed her sudden change in mood. "Is something wrong?" I stopped us before we could start moving again to address the sudden problem that occurred in the younger girl. Y/N shook her head but I could see right through her, so I gave her a pointed look that basically screamed for her to just tell me because we weren't going anywhere unless she did. The Y/H/C haired girl stared at me for several seconds before she gave in with a roll of her eyes. I smirked in victory, knowing that I won and now that I only had to try to help eradicate this problem that seemed to arise out of nowhere. Y/N sighed and slouched her shoulders lower than they were, moving her gaze to avoid my eyes. She seemed to be looking over my shoulder so that she could hide the fact that she was avoiding my gaze even better.
"I just hate people in all honesty." She sighed out again. I remained quiet, wanting to let her get her thoughts out without any interruption. "They can just be so cruel for no reason and I know I'm not exactly in the best headspace to be dealing with them. I just wanted more clothes because I don't seem to have any left, like they keep disappearing on me or something. This is pretty much the only outfit I have left and I have no way of obtaining anything else without help. I really hate to ask you for this but I don't want to be wearing the same thing for the rest of my life. I'm tired of looking and feeling like a prisoner in that mental hospital. I know I'm crazy, but I don't want to look like I am to other people." Y/N rubbed the back of her neck in shame.
"You shouldn't have to feel sorry for wanting or asking for help, Y/N. I have no problem helping you out, ever. I understand where you come from and I just want to make you feel as comfortable as possible. You're not going to be stuck there the rest of your life. You will get past this." I placed my hand on her shoulder to try to get her attention on me, in which I succeeded in once her Y/E/C orbs peered into mine. "I will help you as much as you need whether you ask for it or not. We will get you better in no time, but for now, let's get you some more clothes. I don't know why they're disappearing or what, but I promise to find out what's going on there as well. We have some major shopping to do." I smiled widely, causing Y/N's lips to twitch up almost mirroring the action. This would be fun.
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A couple hours later, the two of us emerged from the mall with various bags lining our arms. I'll admit that shopped for myself as well, but that was besides the point. Y/N seemed really satisfied with the amount and type of clothes we got for her and there were no incidents that occurred with other people. I was glad that she was finally able to relax around others and be herself; Y/N was always on guard when it came to other people and although she still was, there was a clear difference today that allowed her room to breathe. She finally seemed like a normal girl with me. We were able to talk and laugh like there was nothing bothering us in that moment, and for that I was extremely grateful. I was beginning to see the true side of Y/N, before she had to suffer all the hardships she went through.
We made our way to my car where we managed to stuff all of the bags in before we climbed inside ourselves. I started the ignition and leaned back in my seat, my eyes drifting towards the younger girl next to me. Y/N already moved her head to look out the side window where her chin rested in the palm of her hand. It was simply a sin for her to be wearing those sweats and looking the way she does right now. I shook my head to myself and snapped myself out of the dirty thoughts. "Are you hungry? We can stop to get something before we go back to the facility." I suggested before pulling out of the parking spot. Y/N directed her attention to me while her chin still rested on her palm. She shrugged her shoulders lightly and switched her gaze to look out of the windshield.
"I'm not too hungry. I ate earlier this morning. We can stop to get something if you want to though." She spoke softly as we finally managed to pull out of the lot and onto the main street. I nodded my head in agreement, deciding not to stop as we made our way back to the facility. Every time I had to bring Y/N back, I felt like I was doing her a disservice by taking her to the place she hated most. I felt bad knowing I had to basically be some sort of bearer of bad news in a way by forcing her into this situation where even I knew she hated. I sighed once again to myself at the hatred for the situation myself. I didn't want to do this to her but I didn't really have a choice. The ride was quiet once more as there wasn't much to talk about; nothing much to do besides enjoy the peace and quiet before we had to return back to the chaos of normal daily routines.
Other patients watched with curious eyes as the two of us entered with bags lining our arms as we walked into the hospital. I nodded with a smile towards Camila who greeted us whereas Y/N didn't spare her a glance. I knew the action disappointed Camila but I had to explain to her time and time again that it would take some time before Y/N warmed up to her. Especially after the last receptionist and what she had done to Y/N, I knew the taller girl was going to be wary about any other authority figure like that in fear that the same thing was going to happen to her again. So, the two of us continued our way to Y/N's room where we would hopefully unload the surplus amount of clothing she had. After a quiet elevator ride, we arrived at the dark gray colored door where Y/N stepped in and held the door open for me with her foot.
I set her bags on her bed just as she did, sitting down on the edge as the younger girl started pulling garments out and placing them next to the bags. Various shirts, sports bras, underwear, shorts, pants, socks, and shoes laid out on the bed once Y/N disposed of all the extra bags. She stood up straight and looked over the mass of clothes in silence, her fingers dancing along her chin while she looked deep in thought. I wondered what she was thinking about in this moment, looking so serious about the clothing we had just went out to buy for her. Once again, my mind instantly switched to the gutter as I gazed at her perfect self. She wasn't even doing anything and she still managed to take my breath away. Her sweats hung incredibly low on her hips and the sight sent a frenzy of tingles throughout my body.
I let out a shaky breath, trying to rid of the thoughts for what seemed like the thousandth time that day. I subconsciously lifted my hand to rub at my forehead in frustration at myself. "Is something wrong?" Y/N's voice brought me out of my thoughts with a sultry voice although I'm sure that wasn't her intention. I switched my gaze up to see that she still had a hand on her chin but her eyes were now focused on me rather than her clothes. I quickly shook my head, not wanting her to question me any further on the matter because it was completely embarrassing for her to know what I was thinking. The taller girl raised an eyebrow but didn't comment any further which I was secretly grateful for. I knew if she would have asked, I would spill everything.
Eventually, Y/N shrugged her shoulders and looked away from me once more. "Thank you for taking me shopping today, I really appreciate it." Her voice came out much quieter after another beat of silence between us. "Like I said, I don't know what was going on with my clothes earlier but I'm glad to have some more." I was glad that this was something she could talk to me about, especially since the younger girl was known for not talking much. I wanted Y/N to be able to confide in me no matter what the subject was about; I wanted her to feel that comfortable with me already to ask for whatever she wanted without thinking of anything else like me denying her something so simple.
Eventually, Y/N shrugged her shoulders and looked away from me once more. "Thank you for taking me shopping today, I really appreciate it." Her voice came out much quieter after another beat of silence between us. "Like I said, I don't know what was going on with my clothes earlier but I'm glad to have some more." I was glad that this was something she could talk to me about, especially since the younger girl was known for not talking much. I wanted Y/N to be able to confide in me no matter what the subject was about; I wanted her to feel that comfortable with me already to ask for whatever she wanted without thinking of anything else like me denying her something so simple. In all honesty, this was probably the most I had heard Y/N talk since I have come to know her.
"You don't have to thank me, Y/N. I'm happy to help." I smiled softly at her even though she wasn't necessarily looking at me. "I also want to find out why it seemed your clothes were disappearing because I do't think that's okay for that to happen. I will get down to the bottom of it but for now I just want you to rest and enjoy the clothes we got you. We can start going more in depth with your recovery tomorrow since things seem to be calming down. Does that sound okay to you?" I asked, earning the taller girl's attention. She nodded her head with her chin still resting on her knuckles, her dark Y/E/C eyes peering into my own for what seemed like the longest time. I began to feel uncomfortable under her gaze but I couldn't bring myself to look away; her eyes were too captivating.
"That drawing you showed me the first time we tried therapy..." Y/N trailed off, still staring straight into my eyes. I wracked my brain to try to find out what she was talking about, but then I remembered the conversation that came about the picture. How she wanted to know if I preferred women, if the picture was a specific person. I nodded my head, realizing what she was talking about. "It was a muscular figure now that I think of it. Was it of me?" Y/N boldly asked, completely catching me off guard. It seemed that the blood in my body ran cold and I didn't necessarily know if that was good or bad in this moment. It was of her, but I couldn't exactly find it in myself to admit that to her! How crazy would that sound? Especially since it was such a short amount of time since we had met.
In my lapse of response, Y/N's lips formed into a small smirk where she still peered at me. "You don't have to worry. I know it was." Her eyes slowly became a darker shade of the usual Y/E/C color they normally stayed at. My breathing picked up in nervousness, not knowing what she was thinking about the whole subject. Y/N took a step forward but stopped in her spot once more, making sure that she was facing me. "I tried not to think about it for the longest time, but now I can't get out of my head how much you wanted me from the beginning. It clearly showed in the way you were nervous around me, always looking at me up and down, biting your lip when you thought no one was looking. But I was. I saw everything you've ever done since the start." The taller girl dropped her hand from her chin to her side where they both rested.
"You've been imagining me naked since you first met me, and that's a lot to say about someone like you. You come from a big city, a small girl lost amongst the crowd, waiting for her Prince Charming to sweep her up off her feet. News flash honey." Y/N crouched down so that she was now face to face with me, her breathing covering half my face and my own breathing which had already picked up to a quick speed. I leaned back, trying to maintain space between us as I noticed my heart rate picking up, although I didn't know whether or not it was in fear. "I'm no Prince Charming." A wicked smiled plastered on Y/N's face, almost like she was a whole different person.
"I don't know what you're talking about, Y/N." I cursed myself in my head for allowing my voice to come out so fragile and shaky against my will. This was no time to show her that she was speaking nothing but the truth. I had to show that she didn't have the upper hand on me, although both of us knew that she did. "It was just a random person." I shook my head. For what, I didn't know. I could have been shaking it to deny the fact that Y/N was accusing me of drawing her, I could have been shaking it because I wanted to rid of some dirty thoughts, or I could have been shaking it out of fear. I didn't exactly quite know which one though at this point.
"Oh Lauren, sweet sweet Lauren." Y/N laughed evilly. "Don't deny what we both already know. We both know you've imagined dirty thoughts about me, about my tongue and fingers, about me fucking you into submission. You may think you hide it very well, but you're wrong. It's clear in your eyes how much you want me. From the day I first saw you, I could see it. But what you have no idea of is the fact that I want you too, so much. I want my tongue and fingers sliding deep inside you while you scream my name like nobody's business. I want everyone to know who's making you feel so good. I want you to shake beneath me, to be sore between your legs to remind you that I've been there, and that I'm the only one that's going to be there. I want it all baby, and it's only a mater of time before you give into me." The last image I saw was Y/N's crooked, wicked smile along with her almost blackened eyes before my vision started to blur, blackness taking over my senses.
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