We all walked to the cafeteria,
Incredibly slow, looks like people here aren't morning people.
I chuckle in my head at that.
Blaine is on my one side, and Emerson is on my other.
I pull my sleeves down, hoping no one will see;
The thing I'm most ashamed of.
Blaine wraps his arm around my shoulders comfortingly.
And I whisper, "I don't wanna feel alone anymore."
He nods, and pulls me gently closer to him.
And I'm not freaked out, or anything.
For once, I smile.
I sort of nuzzle my face into his shoulder,
As I let one tear silently fall down my fragile cheek.
He wipes it away.
He speaks so only I can hear, into my ear.
I need someone to just love. You up for the challenge?
I nod, and kiss his shoulder.
I was always called a flirt, but I didn't really notice
Until now.
Hell, I just met this boy.
And we're in a psych ward.
He opens the door to the cafeteria, and holds it open.
After you, sweetie.
I smile, and detach myself from his grasp,
And walk slowly into the cafeteria.
We get our pancakes, and sit at a table, the three of us.
And I don't talk, or touch my food.
Neither does Emerson, I notice.
Blaine rubs my arm gently, concern in his beautiful eyes.
It's okay, Lo.
He said softly.
I fake a smile, and shake my head no.