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Bella wrapped her towel around her wet body as she stepped out of the shower, wary of the time and the patients returning from dinner and yoga. She didn't want to step into the room stark naked with Alice there.
Thankfully she thought ahead, because the smaller girl was indeed stretched out on her bed. "Man, where were you guys?" Alice asked the girls as Bella walked out of the bathroom.
"I wasn't feeling well, so I laid down. Bella always stays in our room..." Rosalie explained, gazing hungrily at the brunette, who was wrapped only in a very, very tiny towel.
Bella slipped into a small pair of black shorts and a tank-top, deciding to forgo a bra. Rosalie looked like she was going to eat her; Bella could practically feel her hungry eyes rake across her body. "We gonna see the movie?" the brunette asked, walking over to the door. She wanted to try to tease Rosalie for once.
Rosalie walked up behind Bella, hugging her and resting her chin on the brunette's shoulder. "Why not stay here?" she purred into the other girl's ear. Alice glanced at the two girls curiously, but wasn't fazed by their obvious affections.
"Because I've stayed cooped up in my room for too long..." Bella complained, grabbing Rosalie's hand and dragging her into the hall. "Plus we're going to the movies together." She winked and lead the way over to the large meeting room.
Three orderlies, including Edward, walked up to Bella as she entered the room. "Dr. Cullen wants to see you," the one closest to Bella explained gruffly. The brunette sent a helpless glance at Rosalie, knowing if she refused they would force her to go. The blonde looked pissed, but Bella tried not to think about it. Nodding, she followed the orderlies out of the ward.
"What does Dr. Cullen want?" Bella asked as they made their way to his office. "By the way, I'm not crazy, you don't need to send three people to babysit me..."
"Standard procedure," Edward answered, ignoring her first question. He pulled open a door, holding it so Bella could walk into the small psychiatric office. She heard the loud click of the door closing and locking as she entered.
"Hello, Ms. Swan," Dr. Cullen greeted Bella in a voice that was neither hostile nor friendly. "Take a seat," he requested, pointing to a small armchair. She sat down, knowing she didn't have the choice to stand. "I'm sorry your appointment is so late. How has your stay been?"
Bella shrugged, avoiding eye contact with the doctor. She didn't like him staring at her, trying to read and figure her out. "It's been alright," she answered. Her voice dripped with sarcasm as she continued. "The showers run hot, the food sucks, this is the first time I'm meeting someone in three weeks that didn't graduate from an internet college, but other than that, it's been fantastic."
"I see," the doctor responded disinterestedly. "Well, we've been watching your behaviors and talking to some of your previous therapists and psychiatrists, and we've made a decision about your stay here..." he started. Bella gripped the sides of her chair in anticipation. "Your parents have agreed to admit you here until the sixth of September."
"The sixth of September? I don't belong here!" Bella protested angrily. "No one does! This place is a joke."
"Bella, how do we know you're safe outside of the hospital? You have clear dependency issues, clear reliance on drugs, and spiritual delusions, shown by your art during free time. You're clearly not ready to leave. Your parents have agreed to have you stay here and try our program until a week before your birthday. Whether your treatment proves effective or not... You'll be allowed to leave."
"That's almost five months," Bella whispered. She hadn't really thought much about it, but leaving the hospital would mean leaving Rosalie. And she really liked her. So much so that she could consider staying in the hospital longer. Then again, maybe that's what Dr. Cullen meant by 'dependency issues.' After only three weeks, Bella was considering throwing her life away to live in a mental institution with a girl she barely knew. She knew Rosalie would probably be here for a long time. Bella didn't think the blonde was a monster, but everyone else did.
"Yes, but they'll go by quickly I'm sure. It does worry me that you spend so much time in your room. Why don't you go with the rest of the ward to your daily activities?" Dr. Cullen asked, sounding concerned, though Bella knew it was fake. He was trying to use her reclusive behavior to justify keeping her here.
"I was upset that it took three weeks for me to see someone," Bella growled irritably. "That doesn't mean there's something wrong with me."
Dr. Cullen smiled an amused smile. "You're right. It means you were being petulant and immature." He paused, studying Bella's reaction. Bella dug her nails into her chair, fighting to stay calm. "You're going to go to the cafeteria every day for all your meals, and you are expected to participate in your daily activities."
Bella glared at him, but made no attempt to refuse or argue with him. This new rule for her would cut her alone time with Rosalie quite a bit, something she knew the blonde wouldn't be happy about. "Is that it?" she asked through gritted teeth. "Can I go back to the ward now?"
"Yes, you'll be escorted back to the day room to finish the movie with your peers," Dr. Cullen answered, picking up the phone on his desk.
"I was going to anyway," Bella growled, standing up from her seat as the doctor called the orderlies. She tried to open the door, forgetting it was locked. "Fuck this place!" she cried out angrily, kicking her chair over. She felt like a four-year-old having a temper tantrum, but she was too aggravated to care.
The doctor raised an eyebrow but stayed silent as the same orderlies that delivered Bella to his office returned to take her back to the ward, unlocking the door and slightly blocking the doorway if the brunette patient intended to escape. Bella walked over to them, not even bothering to flip off Dr. Cullen or send him a dirty look. She didn't want to give him another thing to write down in his notebook. The group walked back to the ward in silence, but Bella noticed Edward staring at her with a strange look, as though he was trying to see through her clothing. Being near him made her uncomfortable, so she tried to stay as far away as possible. Somehow though, he would always shuffle closer to her, no matter where she moved. The other orderlies either didn't notice or didn't care.
She practically ran inside when she got into the ward, eager to get away from the bronze-haired man's hungry and vicious gaze. Bella had a bad feeling, a scared one, that this man could hurt her and no one would be able to do a thing about it. She wondered if she should talk to Rosalie about it, but decided against it. She'd noticed her blonde girlfriend had a possessive side, one that would get her in a lot of trouble if she ever directed it at an orderly.
She walked into the group room, relieved to see Rosalie sitting in the far corner away from the rest of the group, rather than the blonde flirting with Lauren or Victoria. "Hey," she whispered, sitting on the blonde's other side. Rosalie wrapped an arm around her, pulling her close. The darkness hid their movements well enough that anyone attempting to look at them would have to seriously concentrate to see anything. Everyone was too absorbed in the movie to care anyway.
The blonde pressed a kiss to Bella's cheek. "What'd Doctor Cuntten want?" she purred as the other girl leaned into her.
Bella had debated whether or not she should tell Rosalie about when she would be discharged. Anxiety flooded her whenever she thought about it, knowing it was very likely that her girlfriend would just give up on their relationship if she knew Bella would leave after only a few months. "He was just lecturing me about how I don't go to meals or spend time with the other patients," Bella explained, not quite lying, just leaving a few parts out. "I have to participate in every activity and go to every meal now..." she grumbled, hiding her face in the crook of the blonde's neck as she heard her disappointed sigh.
"We'll never have alone time now..." Rosalie whispered sadly. She turned to glare daggers at Alice, who was completely oblivious to her two roommates, her attention fully focused on the film the ward had put on. "You have no idea how many things I wanted to do with you while we were alone here..."
Bella blushed, and she was sure the blonde could feel her face get warmer on her neck, making the color in her cheeks grow a shade darker. "I have a few guesses..." she breathed, moving to face the other girl. Bella could feel her panties dampen. She felt like an idiot for not taking Rosalie up on the shower sex and she knew the blonde was probably thinking the same thing as she gazed lustfully at Bella, her eyes glowing almost purple in the dark.
"You know..." Rosalie started seductively. "Alice is a pretty deep sleeper. We'd have to be quiet though..."
Bella grinned, wondering how much they would be able to get away within the fifteen-minute interval they had before the nurses checked on them, and the added challenge of not waking their roommate. "You think you'll have trouble staying quiet?" she teased.
Rosalie laughed, kissing the top of the brunette's head affectionately. "No, but I know you will..."
"Are you saying that you think I'd be noisy in bed?" Bella whisper-gasped in mock offense.
"No, I'm saying I'm just that good," Rosalie purred. "Are you sure though?" she asked seriously. "We were just talking about going slow."
Bella thought back to her conversation with the doctor, remembering she had less than five months left with Rosalie. "Fuck going slow," Bella grumbled. "I want you."
"You're so sexy Bella," Rosalie murmured into her ear. "You're so wonderful, perfect even…"
The word 'perfect' floated around in Bella's mind. Perfect? How could someone be perfect? Bella was in a mental institution, she was a fuckup, she'd do any substance she could find. No, she was far from perfect. And yet here was this beautiful, damaged but amazing girl telling Bella how wonderful she thought she was. "How fucking long is this movie?" she growled in frustration.
Rosalie smirked. "Somebody a little impatient?" she teased. She glanced around the room, untangling herself from Bella. "Ask if you can get your meds and go to bed early..." she commanded into her girlfriend's ear. "I'll join you in about five minutes."
Bella nodded, agreeing to do as the blonde said. She got up and walked over to a nurse, who was sitting comfortably in a chair while several patients sat on the floor. "I'm tired, can I get my meds and go to bed early?" Bella asked the nurse, repeating word for word what Rosalie had told her to say.
The nurse, a woman who looked to be in her mid twenties, nodded and waved dismissively, not even bothering to look up from her cell phone. Bella rolled her eyes, leaving and walking back to her room. She jumped into her bed and waited eagerly for Rosalie to join her. After a few moments of consideration, she wiggled out of her shorts and moved over to the blonde's bed, sitting up slightly against the pillows supported by the wall. A few minutes later the blonde appeared in her doorway, gazing predatorily at her. She winked so quickly Bella could have thought she was imagining it, before pouncing onto her, using her arms to support her. Bella reached up and grabbed her face, pulling her closer and pressing their lips together in a heated and passionate kiss.
Bella had never felt this way before, not even when things were going great with her ex Leah, this physical and emotional connection had never felt so fucking amazing. She moaned as Rosalie slipped her tongue into her mouth, and realized she could probably come from just kissing the blonde. She felt Rosalie's hand ghost down her side, caressing her softly as she continued to dominate the brunette with her tongue. Rosalie bit the other girl's lip, leaning down and panting into the girl's neck. "You took off your shorts," she murmured, before flipping them over so Bella was sitting on Rosalie's lap. "We have twenty minutes until the movie ends, they won't check on us until after," she purred, pushing her hand under the brunette's tank-top, loving her body with soft and gentle caresses.
Bella moved her hands over to the hem of the other girl's shirt, toying with it. "Should I?" she asked, smiling anxiously at Rosalie.
"Only if I get to do the same," Rosalie purred, kissing her way down Bella's neck as she elevated her hands to cup the brunette's breasts. "Your tits feel so nice," Rosalie breathed. "I want to play with them all night..."
"I have a couple other places you might like too," Bella huffed as she pulled Rosalie's top over her head, giggling as it got stuck on her head and messed up her hair. Bella ran her fingers through her hair, the blonde locks miraculously straightening out and returning to their usual state. "You're so fucking amazing, Rose," Bella breathed, squeezing the blonde's full breasts through her bra.
"Babe, we have to hurry. I'd hate for anyone to walk in on me with my head between your legs," Rosalie growled into her ear before pulling Bella's tank-top over her head, nearly ripping it off. Bella was soaked, and the blonde's suggestive words were only making her more turned on. She knew it wouldn't take long.
Rosalie pressed her lips to Bella's nipple, as her hand played teasingly with the other. Bella moaned, unhooking the other girl's bra, bringing her hands back to caress the soft uncovered area. She felt the absence of Rosalie's warmth on her chest, looking down to see her girlfriend's fingers hooked into the sides of her panties. Bella pulled the blonde into another mind-blowing kiss, showing her approval and without a second more of hesitation, the brunette's panties were on the floor.
The blonde pulled away and grinned, her eyes raking over Bella's body, followed by her hands. "You're beautiful," Rosalie murmured, her hands pausing at Bella's breasts to play sweetly and teasingly with her nipples. "And I wish I could spend as long as I want to with you… But we're running out of time."
"So fuck me," Bella hissed, grinding herself against the front of Rosalie's shorts. She was getting too worked up, too horny. She needed her girlfriend inside of her. "Please," she whined, hoping the blonde wouldn't make her wait much longer.
Rosalie smirked, but finally conceded to the other girl's request, bringing her right hand down to draw slow circles around her clit while her left continued to play with the brunette's breasts. She let out a soft moan of approval, feeling how wet Bella was as she panted above her. Rosalie leaned up slightly, connecting their lips once again as she pressed two long fingers against Bella's tight entrance, her palm rubbing up against her clit. "Your pussy is so fucking wet…" Rosalie hissed against Bella's lips, pushing her index and middle fingers into her pussy. "It's so tight, so warm…"
Bella began to move against Rosalie's fingers, practically riding her hand as she continued to kiss her hungrily, trying to take some control over their little romp, but failing miserably as she moaned into the blonde's mouth. Rosalie smirked against Bella's lips, looking quite cocky. "I told you so," she purred as Bella brought her head down to the crook of Rosalie's neck, panting and moaning into it as the blonde continued to thrust into her. "Shhh," Rosalie panted, the back of her hand rubbing against the front of her shorts, creating a teasing friction that had they had more time, probably would have gotten her off as well.
Rosalie twisted and curled her fingers as Bella rode her, pushing into her fast and hard, yet still gentle, not wanting to be too rough and harm the smaller girl. "Harder," Bella growled, surprising the blonde. Rosalie nodded, picking up the pace and pressing her fingers in as deep as they could go. "Fuck!" the brunette squeaked against the blonde's neck. Rosalie's fingers were long. And fucking skilled.
The blonde brought her other hand down, pressing it against the small of Bella's back and harder into her hand. This added force brought the smaller girl closer to the edge. A few more hard thrusts later, she came hard, biting into the blonde's neck so hard she was sure it would leave a mark. She collapsed against Rosalie, flashing her a goofy, satisfied grin as she peppered kisses all over the taller girl's face.
"You were right Rose," Bella cooed to the blonde as she ran her fingers over the sides of her breasts. "You are just that good…"
Rosalie grinned, looking pleased with herself, although a little bit needy. Bella frowned, realizing she hadn't finished yet. She reached for the top of the blonde's shorts, but Rosalie stopped her, grabbing her wrist and eliciting a surprised gasp from her lover. "No," she sighed, bringing Bella's arms around her neck. She pressed a light kiss against her forehead. "We should put our clothes back on before someone comes in," she suggested logically, reaching for her discarded shirt, but ignoring her bra. She grabbed Bella's panties before she could reach them. "These are mine now!" she announced triumphantly, pushing them under her pillow.
"I want a souvenir," Bella complained, leaning back on Rosalie's lap to try to put her shorts on. She struggled for a moment, spreading her legs and giving the blonde a delicious view of her pussy, but finally managed to get them on with Rosalie's help, much to her embarrassment. She pulled her tank-top over her head, not missing the disappointment on her girlfriend's face as her breasts were covered.
"Next time," Rosalie promised, helping Bella, whose legs were still shaky from her orgasm, off of her bed, watching her with want-filled eyes as she walked back to her own bed. "I wish we could share a bed and cuddle…" Rosalie commented wistfully.
Bella nodded in agreement. "I wish we had more time," she grumbled. "I distinctly remember you saying something about your head between my legs…" she teased, watching the door. Their roommate would be there any minute.
"Maybe tomorrow…" Rosalie offered suggestively.
"Tomorrow what?" Alice asked, walking into the room with a Styrofoam cup filled with popcorn.
Bella paused, thinking of something believable that she could say. "Tomorrow I'm going to breakfast?" she answered awkwardly, the words coming out more as a question than a statement. She knew Alice wouldn't care, though she doubted that the pixie-like girl would enjoy knowing that her roommates were having sex in the room that the three of them shared.
Rosalie yawned, lying comfortably in her bed, leaning against the pillows. Her position reminded Bella of their previous actions, feeling a pang of need as she stared at the beautiful girl. Her entire body felt heavy though, and she knew she wouldn't be up for anything else that night. Though, looking at Rosalie, she didn't think the other girl would mind. They were both worn out, weeks of want finally satisfied.
"Night Rosalie," she breathed, feeling sleep overtake her. Her eyes opened and she found herself in another world, deep in a forest filled with ominous shadows. She looked around, hoping to snap out of her dream but realizing she couldn't. Was she dreaming? Was this a memory? Maybe a memory of a dream, she mused, feeling the strange yet creative effects of some sort of hallucinogenic.
She walked slowly into a clearing surrounded by dark and sinister trees covered in white, trumpet shaped flowers. She shuddered, feeling chills run down her spine despite the fruitful wildlife. Staring at her in the center of the clearing was once again, the goddess from her drawing, this time looking even more similar to Rosalie. Her eyes, once narrow and cold, fixed into a threatening glare, were now sad, vulnerable, yet determined. Bella had noticed Rosalie's sadness after the first week of knowing her, but she was too afraid to ask. The woman's figure was also softer, less starving and emaciated. Her hair was better kept. All in all, she didn't look like a total wild woman anymore. Though, even when she was wild, she was still beautiful. This woman would always be beautiful.
"Who are you?" Bella breathed, taking a step closer to the woman. "Are you Rosalie?"
The goddess smiled at her sadly, not saying anything. She walked towards Bella, pulling her into a tight and loving hug. "You need to stay out of my world," she whispered into the brunette's ear. "I exist in your world now, you can't think of me or try to visit me anymore."
"I don't want to see you," Bella complained, glaring impatiently at the beautiful woman. "Why do I keep coming here?"
"The poison hasn't left your body," she explained. "Your mind is still under its control, just only when it's at its weakest. You have to forget Bella, forget what you saw, forget the fear you felt. Lock it all away and never think of it again."
Bella frowned. She realized she'd been forgetting her nightmarish trip slowly overtime since she'd broken out of the 'other world.' Well, not forgetting, but hiding it away like a shoebox in the attic, stored for thirty years before finally getting uncovered once again.
"Can I leave?" the brunette asked, unsure of how the goddess would react. She seemed pretty cool, but the atmosphere was chilling. The blonde and beautiful woman nodded, and Bella's eyes opened, her pupils constricting quickly in the sudden shock of light.
"Checks?" a nurse called into her door, shining the flashlight into her eyes. She quickly skipped, yes, skipped away, seeing everyone not hanging from their sheets. Bella huffed, resting her head on her pillow tentatively, silently hoping the next dreams she had would be less trippy and weird than the ones she'd recently been experiencing.
As you can see, things be heating up, as well as possible drama brewing maybe kinda possibly? Oh well, you'll see. Thanks for reading, hope you guys like it, all that jazz and stuff.