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+ 8	UnWANTED (chapter 4)
+ 7	unWANTED (chapter 3)
+ 7	UnWanted (chapter 2)
+ 6	UnWANTED (chapter 1)

I walked into my room, after hanging out with tristan.  I don't know if you could actually call what we do hanging out, but we do something.  We sit on the beat up couch in the rec room, not really talking.  enjoying the silence.  His hand is always in my hair, comforting, making me feel so secure.

i headed straight into the bathroom, the only place without the nosy security cameras.   I put down the toilet seat, letting my mind let loose and review the latest happenings...

as i was sitting there, i got the most peculiar feeling... it made my neck stiffen, adrenaline starting to pump through my veins

someone was watching me.

i rapidly looked up out the clouded windows, to see a pair of dark eyes staring back at me... i kept staring, hoping that they'd go away, but they just kept watching me.  In a way, the cloudy glass protected me from the harsh gaze of the intense eyes, but also prevented me from security.  I had no idea if this was my imagination, if i was truly insane...

my legs shaking, i stepped up slowly, my legs almost numb, and unlocked the bathroom door. making my way at snail pace, i stepped out of the tiny bathroom.

as soon as i was out of my room, i dashed into a cold sprint, running as fast as i could towards the courtyard of the hospital.  My lungs started to ache and my legs started to feel the buildup of lactic acid, but i kept running...

my intent, i wasn't quite sure of, but i knew, somehow, that i had to get out. 

when i reached outside, i tried to grasp my sense of directions.  i ran through bushes, and trees when suddenly, something or someone grabbed my arm.

i screamed.

shrieked actually, i was quite frightened.

when i turned around, tristan stood there, looming above me, with a amused smirk on his face.

"and what may be your business on this fine day?", he asked, his teasing very obvious in his tone.

"i..need..umm..i.. have.. to go...my room... eyes... and.... ???", panting from the physical strain, i stumbled over words, not even sure what my intent was.  I was now completely and utterly lost in his deep blue eyes.

he stepped forward a little bit, making the distance between us even shorter. Butterflies erupted in my stomach.

he brought his slender hand up to my face, and tucked a loose strand of my hair behind my ear.

I stepped even closer.

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