Song: Empty By Olivis O'Brien

On the way back to my room, I stare at all the other people on the fourth floor. I am nothing like them. Okay...maybe I had been like that, off in my own little world, but not now. I am doing better with the new meds.

As I am walking down the hallway, there is a girl standing with her nose only inches away from the wall. She has jet black hair that falls below her waist line and looks like it could use a good brushing. She is rambling on and on about something. I can't make out what she is saying. I wonder if that is how others look at me when I am in my world.

There is another girl sitting off to the side in a wheel chair and she is holding a baby doll. She has her hair pulled all the way back and by the look on her face she is concerned about the baby. She keeps rocking it, trying to make it be quite even though it's not making a sound and talking to it as if it is real.

Mostly everyone is just sitting around staring off into space, makes you wonder where they are...what they are thinking about. I notice that in this part of the fourth floor are only girls. I guess they don't want to mix up the sexes due to not knowing what would happen. It's not like anything would probably happen anyway considering everyone is in their own little bubble anyway. I scan the area and realize that I really don't belong here.

As I turn the corner, I come in contact with a hard body. He bumps into me so hard that I fall backwards and have to catch myself from falling all the way to the floor. Molly reaches out for my arm the same time this male reaches out for mine. Our eyes lock momentarily.

His skin is so warm against mine. "Excuse me...I wasn't looking where I was going. Sorry about that." He flashes a genuine smile.

I go to smile back at him however Molly tugs me along. "No talking with the help." As she pulls me along with her, I take a quick glance back and look at him again. He is looking down towards the floor.

I watch as he glances back at me and his honey golden brown hair sweeps past his shoulder. I catch his big laser blue eyes burning into mine. When he winks, I get this tingling feeling all down my body and I can't help but smile back at him. I wished that I could stare at him longer, however Molly is not having that and she tugs me again.

I spend the rest of my day in my room. However the next day while I am out of my room, I search for him. Well...on the fourth floor that is. I don't have clearance to go anywhere else. I catch a glimpse of him coming out one of the rooms. I watch him walk down the hallway with a broom. I watch the way he moves this way and that way, sweeping up whatever dirt is on the floor.

Today his hair is pulled back in a man bun. He is wearing the same thing he did the day before, the same grey pants and the long sleeved shirt with his name on the front. The only thing is...is that I did not get to see the whole name yesterday. I know it starts with a 'Ja' but I'm not sure about the rest.

I lean up against the wall with my fingers in my mouth. I gnaw on my nails...thinking about him. Don't ask me why; I have no idea. Maybe because he is the only male on this floor, well the part that I am in anyway. Maybe I just need some kind of interaction with him. I am still staring when he turns around and his laser blue eyes meet mine, instantly a smile forms on his face. He nods in my direction telling me to come closer to him. I don't think twice as I stand away from the wall and walk my way towards him.

"Hi..." I glance down at his shirt. "Ja-sper."

He wipes is hands down his pants and then holds it up for me to shake. "Hi...there...you are such a pretty girl...why are you in a place like this?" He looks around at everyone around us. "You don't look like you belong here."

"I don't. They are just trying to figure out where to place me." I lie...I'm here because I am just like them...well almost.

"So what's your name darlin'?"

I giggle...no one has ever called me darlin'. "Sophie." I reply back.

"Well it's nice to meet you Sophie...dang that is a really pretty name...pretty girl with a pretty name like that doesn't belong in a place like this."

I giggle again. I happen to see Molly walking into the room. I roll my eyes and he looks over to where I am looking.

"She don't like me talkin' to you girls...I better be gettin' busy. I can't afford to lose this job."

"Maybe we can talk another time then."

"Maybe so...bye little darlin'."

"Bye Jasper."

I walk over to the open area and find a place to sit on one of the couches. They have the TV on today and only two other girls sit in front of it. I'm not really sure that they are even watching it though. I'm not either. I just don't feel like sitting in my amazing white padded room. I sit back thinking of a plan...a plan to get out of here. I think of how maybe just maybe Jasper might be able to break me out of this place. I just have to find a way to get his attention. I have to find a way to get him to really like me...maybe even fall in love with me. If I can get him to do that...then maybe...just maybe he will help me out of here.

For two week solid that is what I do...try to get his attention. Most of the time nurses are watching...including Molly. I have to careful for them not to see me. I don't care if anyone else sees...it's not like they are going to do anything.

Because the girl with the messy jet black hair...continues to talk to the wall...everyday...all day. The girl in the wheel chair...continues to rock her baby doll. The other girls...zoned out like they are not even here. Yeah sure their bodies are in this room...however they are soulless.

 I would be just like them...but these pills that I am on are actually working. I get up and go to my room, only so that I can confront Emily and Ava.

"He is not going to be able to help you...you know?" Emily walks back and forth, pacing the room in front of the bed.

"I bet he would...you just have to convince him to do it." Sneers Ava.

"The thing is...they are always watching me. How do I talk to him without them watching?"

"So find away to get him to come to your room...or just follow him into a room."Ava smiles wide.

"Yeah...and get caught. Sophie if you just do what they ask you would be out of here in no time. Hell at least be on another floor with more privileges ...then you could go outside...and maybe escape out of here."

"Like that is going to work...they would still be watching her. Just make him fall in love with you. I bet he would be willing to get you out of here."

So needless to say my plan is to find away to get him to fall in love with me. I just have to find away to get alone with him. Which will not be easy.

The next day I go in search for him again and find him at the end of the hallway. He is mopping up something on the floor...I don't know if I want to know what it is. I lean against the wall and watch him, trying not to smile. His arms move back and forth with the mop in hand. I think he senses me because he looks up in my direction. God his eyes are so bluer than blue and he is stares me down. He winks at me and I look away from him.

When I look back around he is still looking at me. I watch him as he walks over to a door and he tilts his head for me to follow. I look around to make sure no one is watching and I make my way down the hallway. Before going in after him, I look around again just to make sure no one sees me.

 As I enter the room...I realize it is a supply closet. The door shuts behind me and I turn to see him leaning up against the door.

"Why do you keep staring at me Sophie...are you trying to get me in trouble?"

I shake my head no. "No...I just find you interesting...that's all."And I do...I want to see all the tattoos under his shirt. I want to know if they mean anything or did he just get them for the hell of it. I want to know more about him.

He steps towards me, not taking his eyes off of me. Of course those eyes of his draw me into him. I lick my lips in anticipation. His left hand reaches for my hand while the other comes up and braces the back of my neck, pulling me into him. Within seconds he turns me around and I am against the door...his lips come baring onto mine with such force and I let him. I let him kiss me again and again and then he trails down kissing my neck. His hands roam my body and he feels up my shirt.

 I try not to tense up but he notices and then removes his hand. He kisses me again."Darlin' what do you want? If we get caught in here they will fire me and there is no telling what they will do to you."

"I'm sorry if I get you in trouble...I don't mean to. I can't keep my eyes off of you." I kiss him back.

"Maybe when you get better and get out of here we could hook up. Until then darlin' we can't be doing this."

"Why not?" I reach up and grab both sides of his cheeks.

"Because...this is like the fifth job I had this year...I need money darlin' I can't afford to get fired."

"So...if I can get better and get out of here you would still see me." I shake my head. "What if that takes forever...what if..."

"Get better...get out of here and we will talk then." He reaches up and nudges me with his nose against mine and then kisses my lips again before opening the door to leave me there all alone in the supply closet.