The afternoons in the asylum were my favorite. Everyone would be in their room for their afternoon naps but it really was a fake thing that the workers did so they could have an extra hour at lunch. I really didn't mind it at all. Truth be told I felt much safer in my room. My blue eyes linger on the book Emily gave me for my birthday. Yes, today is my birthday. I have reckon that my family would have visit me but after my hateful words to them when they force me in this shit hole they decide not to come.

" I hope she'll be a fool—that's the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool." I read at the coffee stain book, The Great Gatsby. Emily gave it to me this morning. She told me she had it since she came to the institute and she had read it more then a hundred times.

I reread what Daisy, one of the character in the story said. Jesus, how I was a fool. I knew how he looked at me when he would come over to the house. How he would stare at me when I was with my mother or my brother. How I wish I told my mother or father.

I was a fool. I was a fool for thinking nothing bad will happen to me.

"I had a good time, Cathy." I looked up and stare at Kit. Kit was one of the dancers of the play Black Swan. We talked and hang out during breaks and after practices. He was six feet tall with a head full of blond hair. He was like one of those California surfer boys, he had the body like one. His green eyes looked at me as he bit his bottom lip with his perfect white teeth.

"Me too. Thanks for dinner." I said looking up at him. I cross my arms over my chest and looked at the mahogany wooden door of my house.

Kit chuckle making me look at him with a questionable look.

"I'm sorry. I am just really fucking nervous. I know we talked and hang out but Carrie told me you wouldn't like me." Kit said without a moment to breath.

I looked at him with widen eyes. Of course, Carrie talked to him. She had it out for me because I got the role of the play and all she got to be was my understudy.

"You shouldn't believe what people tell you. " I told him softly. That's what my father would always to me.

"You're right. I'm sorry." Said Kit as he shook his head, mentally cursing at himself.

"I should be going inside, I have school tomorrow." Hoping he would kiss me good night.

"Yeah." He said as I slowly walked closer to the door.

"Cathy!" I turned around and was slam against a pair of lips. I pulled away and saw his green eyes.

"I'm sorry. I just.." I cut him off with my pair of lips. He was so gentle and soft. I felt his hand go to my waist and pull me closer to him. Thank God, for me knowing how to be on my tip toes for a while. I cursed at my genetics for being short as a hobbit. I broke the kiss when the door of my front open. I felt Kit tense when he saw him.

"Good Afternoon ." Said Kit with his hand on my waist.

"Kit. I reckon is best you should go, now." Shane said leaning against the door. I rolled my eyes and glare at him.

"I'll see you tomorrow." I told Kit, who nodded. I walked to door after giving Shane a look that could kill. I heard the door slam when I started making my way up the stairs.

"You think you could kiss any boy on the first date." Shane said. I stopped at the mid stairs and turned around. I placed my hands on my hips and stared at him. He wore one of his white tank top and a plaid sweats. He had a frown on his face, he sighed and ran his hand through his curls.

"Shane, you aren't my father. You don't get to tell me what to do. I can kiss whoever I want." I told him as his frown grew harder. I rolled my eyes wishing my parents haven't left for the night.

"Your parents aren't here which means I'm in charge of you."

"Fuck off." I yelled going up the stairs hearing him curse.

"Get back here." He yelled going up the stairs making me run to my room. Before I could lock the door he slam it open cause me to scream.

"Shut up! Carl is asleep." He harshly whispered covering my mouth with his hand as he push me towards the bed.

"You little whore. Kissing other boys and shit." He said as he held me down. I quickly slap him making him growl and rip my shirt in half leaving me only with my bra.

"None of the boys are good enough for you, Cathy. But I am." He said as he took his hand out of my mouth and placing it with his own lips making me cry out. Slapping his chest and trying pushing off with all my might only made him angrier. My eyes widen as I feel his hand go in between my legs. He moan in my mouth as he started to rub me through my jeans. Arching my back I cried as he kept touching me. I felt his tongue slide into my mouth. Not knowing what do I bit his tongue as hard as I could. He pulled away and yelled as he cover his mouth. I quickly jump out of bed and ran out of the room only to have him grab me by my hair and pull me to his chest.

"LET ME GO!" I yelled as I sob.

"Cathy."

My train down on memory lane disappear when I heard my name being called. I looked up and saw Lax, he looked nervously as he lean against the metal door of my room.

"Hey." I said looking at him. He wore the usual gown that all patient wore. He seem nervous like he was hiding something. I shut the book and placed it at the end of the bed. I cross my legs, Indian style and told them come in. He walked slowly in the room as he made it to the edge of my bed there I noticed he was hiding something behind his back.

"I heard Emily said it was your birthday. So, I decide to get you this." He told me softly as he Sat on the edge of bed. Before I could say anything He showed me a cookie wrapped around with a white napkin. I smile widely and shook my head.

"You didn't have too." He cut me off by shaking his head slightly.

"Its ok. I didn't know what else to give you."

"It's your Lax. Don't you need it for your low blood sugar." I told him knowing everyday his nurse gave him a cookie so his sugar could be up to normal.

"I want you to have it, Cathy." Lax told me as he held if out. I smiled softly and grabbed it then looking at his brown eyes.

"Thank you." I said softy grabbing his hand and giving it a small squeeze. I slowly stood up and sat next to him feeling him tense up. I took the cookie out if the napkin and broke it in half. Giving him the bigger half with a smile not wanting him to have to pass out and leave me. I grew very close to Lax. Since day one he's been there for me, I don't know why but he protected me from the insane patients who to try to their her way with me. He protect me from many things.

"Cathy, it's your." He said shaking his head.

"Its mine, so I get to decide what to do with it. And I decide to share my gift." I told him grabbing his hand and placing it on the palm of his hand. With a sigh he accepted.

"How old are you now?" He asked me after a moment of silent. He brought the cookie to his lips and took a bite.

I stare at the chocolate chip cookie on my lap then stare at the light grey.

"Eighteen."

"You are finally a legal to drink."

I laughed and look at Lax.

"Isn't 21 the age to drink?" I said taking a bite of the cookie.

"Come on Cathy, nobody follow that rule." He said rolling his eyes playful with a chuckle making me smile as I laid myhead on his shoulder both of us enjoying the sweet cookie.

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