Hello here is the first chapter of White Paint. This is an AU story but I really hope everyone enjoys it ((: -Sami
I do not own Derek Hale
All the walls were white. All the doors were white. All the floors were white. Everything was white. I've been in here a month and I haven't left my room. I haven't spoke to anyone. Everyday at 3 a nurse would come in and give me my medicine. I took it without complaining. My life in here was hell. Every second of everyday I wanted to die more and more.
"Goodmorning Darcy, Does french Toast sound okay for breakfast." A cheerful redheaded nurse asked walking into my room. I turned and looked out my window watching the snow fall peacefully to the ground. Even outside looked white. The nurse left the room. 5 minutes later she came in carrying a tray with french toast and fruit. The plate was white and the silverware was plastic. She poured me a glass of milk. White. She smiled and asked,"Anything else?" I didn't answer I just continued to look out the window. She turned on her heals and left without another word. I began to eat. After I finished with my breakfast I walked into my bathroom and brushed my teeth. I looked into the mirror admiring my brown eyes, and long dark brown hair. I slipped out of my white pajamas, that were givin to me by the rehabilitation center, then stepped into the shower and washed my body.
As I layed on my bed I looked up at the clock, 2:55, it was almost three. I dreaded anytime someone opened the door and tried to talk to me. Couldn't they take a hint I didn't want to talk. Outside the door I heard two voices one a male and one a female."Just go in there." the female voice commanded.
"If she doesn't talk to any of you what makes you think she'll talk to me?" The male exclaimed.
"Well you're around her age and you have to give her her medicine if you want to pass this class." The female yelled.
"Whatever." Seconds later my door was opening. In walked a man that was a bit muscular he had Green eyes and Brown hair. "Hey I'm Derek, I'm here to give you your medication." He said and flashed a smile handing me 2 white pills and a bottle of water. I downed the pills taking a sip of water. He was just staring at me. I began to burn up with his stare so I did what I always did when I wanted someone to leave, I looked out the window. I heard him move, he didn't move towards the door he moved towards the window, "It's pretty isn't it?" he asked. I nodded my head in agreement. "Why don't you talk?" He bluntly asked. I hated being bothered so I stood up and went to the restroom.
When I came out of the bathroom about 10 minutes later all I saw was white sheets and something written on the dry erase board in blue marker.
I'll get you to talk eventually :) -Derek