Call Me Crazy by Quinn Loftis, M Bagley Designs Read Free Book Online

“Okay, if it isn’t one of the crazies then what’s up?”
    “We have a new patient and her son came to visit her today, and let’s just say he was easy on the eyes.”
    Nat grins and lowers her eyebrows, rubbing her hands together greedily. “Yummy, guy gossip and in the nuthouse no less. What did he look like?”
    “He is Native American.”
    “Ooo, so yummy, tan skin, silky black hair?”
    “Are you going to let me tell this or do you just want to enjoy your own imagination?” I interrupt her verbal drooling.
    “Fine, geez, get on with it.”
    “Yes to the tan skin and black hair, but that wasn’t all. He is just incredible. He is tall, several inches over six feet, broad shoulders, muscular arms and chest and he just had a presence about him.”
    “A presence, okay, got it, mm hmm,” her eyes are closed and she’s nodding her head, savoring every detail. Nat has always been a boy lover, and her taste is wide and varied.
    “Okay Nat, bring it down a notch. The last thing I need is you walking out of here putting off major pheromones. One of the manic old dudes might chase after you, they pick up on that stuff; it’s creepy as hell.”
    “Eww, could we please refrain from using terms like pheromones and old dudes in the same sentence?” She cringes.
    “Good point,” I admit.
    “So did you talk to him?”
    I shake my head. “Uh, I sort of hid from him.”
    “What?” She asks with wide eyes.
    “I panicked. It’s been a while since I’ve been around a, okay well actually I’ve never been around a guy as attractive as him before. Plus there was this weird vibe I got from him.”
    “Vibe? What vibe, you didn’t mention a vibe.”
    “Down girl,” I chide. “Let me get there. So when he walked into the rec room I honed in on him like a beacon and I swear it took everything in me not to walk over to him and…,” I shudder. “Gah, this is so irrational.”
    Nat snorts out a laugh. “Did you seriously just say irrational, you?”
    “Shut your pie whole,” I snap.
    “Dude, if the shoe fits.”
    “The point is,” I continue, “it was weird and I wanted to cuddle with…,” I trail off, shuddering. I never want to cuddle―with anyone, let alone a perfect stranger.
    “Man this is awesome!” Nat throws her fist in the air like a victorious champion. “How romantic would it be to tell your children one day that you met their father in the crazy house?”
    “What is with you and Candy dreaming about me procreating with someone I haven’t even spoken to?”
    “It could happen,” she shrugs.
    “Whatev,” I tell her using our favorite blow off term.
    “So you going to talk to him the next time he comes in?”
    “Doc thinks I should,” I hesitate, “but if I do I’m not about to tell him I’m a patient here. I’ll have to make up something. Maybe I’ll tell him Candy is my crazy great aunt or something.”
    She nods. “Mm hmm, I could totally see that working.” Nat scoots to the edge of the bed and pushes herself up onto her feet. “So you’ll keep me updated?”
    I roll my eyes. “Definitely, I wouldn’t let you miss one episode of The Young and the Bat–shit Crazy.”
    She hugs me as she laughs at my lame joke. She’s the only one I let hug me besides my parents. When I say I don’t like to be touched it’s an understatement. Dr. Stacey says it isn’t uncommon for someone with mental health issues to have personal space issues. “Great,” I had told her, “one more thing to add to my utter weirdness.”
    “See ya later, k?” Nat waves as she heads out of my room.
    I hear the scuffling out in the hall and I know it’s time for night time meds. I let out a huff of air.
    “Only a month left,” I tell myself as I make my way into the hall to join the others and get my nighttime happy pills.
     
     

Chapte r 4
    “Smile for me and I will know that my life has meaning. Smile for me and I will see that all is not lost. When you smile for me, I am complete; I am