Words From The Asylum | By : aliceandmyraspencer Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Rammstein Views: 1134 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Author's note: chapter 2 of my till story
Chapter 2
The next morning I woke up looking around the room I was in. My eyes traveled to Till who was still asleep. I thought to myself how happy I could be with him until I realized that I was in the same bed with him. The Asylum disapproved any physical contact with other patients. Slowly I got up and went to my side of the room. Grabbing a pair of pants, a shirt and some underwear I walked out of the room. I looked down the narrow hallway. It's cold, steel walls and concrete floors feel like a prison no matter what part of it I'm in.
I walked to the bathroom. Of course they have the men's and women's restrooms separated but at least they had showers. The women's bathroom had pastel pink walls and linoleum floors. The shower was to the left of the door, the counter and sink to my right. Above the sink was a huge mirror.
Now I'm going tell you all something. I don't like mirrors. Just for the fact that they show who you really are… That, and the voices start but somehow I'm drawn to them like a moth to a flame.
I put my clean clothes on the counter and took the ones I was wearing off. I walked over to the shower and turned on the water. As I waited for the water to warm up, I looked at my reflection through the mirror.
(in a faint woman's voice)
'What are you doing?'
"Shut up.."
'Why didn't you?'
"…shut up…"
'Kill…'
"Stop it," I persisted.
'Murder them'
Sighing, I closed my eyes. 'Don't do this'
"Stop it."
'Go!'
"Shut up!" I yelled holding my hands to my ears. Quickly turning around I went in the shower in hopes that the voices would leave me alone.
As I stood there under the warm water I thought about things. Crouching down slowly I closed my eyes. The water flowed through my long red hair down to my back gently like a massage and I started to relax while letting myself go deep within my own head. I thought about what happened last night. 'Shit, I think I might just be in love with this guy. Get it together. There's no way that I'm in love… I don't fall in love.' I opened my eyes and saw… feet. I followed with my eyes where the feet led to.
"Till?" I whispered.
"Ja?" he answered back calmly.
I smiled and stood up. Looking into his eyes and his smile I felt like my heart was gonna explode. Weird, just by one night with this guy I feel like I need him. "What are you doing in here? This is the women's room." I told and questioned him quietly. Did he get lost I wondered?
"I gonna take shower with you. If that ok?" he answered with a smile, his thick accent rolling of his tongue like an ocean's gentle wave.
I just looked at him puzzled. Did he secretly follow me I had to ask myself? I nodded in reply and turned around to grab the shampoo and it was missing. I liked that shampoo too.
"Where the fuck did my.." I turned to finish my sentence looking at Till holding my shampoo bottle.
"May I wash you hair?" he asked in a gentle tone.
I smiled and nodded. He poured out some of the shampoo in his hands and started massaging my scalp. It felt amazing. His hands were so gentle with my hair. I think I know the real reason why he's here. "You hair is beautiful Emma. The feel. The color. It makes me happy. Rinse," he whispered in my ear. I went under the water and rinsed my hair of its contents foamy. Till reached over and helped me rinse out my hair. I think he might have a thing for hair.
He turned the water off when I was done washing the rest of myself. We walked out of the shower and he handed me a towel. "Thank you" I smiled
He nodded and turned around, "Get dressed."
I put on my bra and underwear on. Then I put my tight light pink shirt and my black jeans on. I looked over at him who was dressed in all black. I grabbed my brush.
"Would you like to brush my hair?" I asked. He liked my hair so much and took care of it like it was his own I couldn't help but offer it to him again.
"Ja, I would," he smiled and took the brush out of my hands. He gently started to brush my hair and easily removed the tangles.
AN: Reviews are nice :)
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