Spaces // 1
a/n: so no summary for this. Just read the parts and enjoy. PSA: something that you might find that triggers you might be talked about or touched on in the next parts. They might have a trigger for you if depression/talk of depression, anxiety, and talk of suicide/past attempts of suicide is a trigger for you. Please don’t take a risk by reading this series. Although I dont think there isn’t any of that in this part, it will have it in the future parts. So I really don’t recommend it if what I mentioned is a trigger for you.
Also, you can find the next ones by looking up “spaces” on my blog and I think “spaces 1-800-sassy-mendes” tag on tumblr itself, bc my masterlist is def not updated. Just look the said tags if you want to read the trailer.
P.S: if this story is the same as somebody else’s story, I’m sorry. It is purely coincidental. My works may have some similarity with other stories, but I assure you I thought of this myself.
“Hi y/n!” You heard Nurse Cierra greet you when you walked inside the building. Her voice was very nice that whenever you heard it, you thought of her as the girl version of Morgan Freeman. “How was the garden?”
“Refreshing, actually.” You giggled, you loved the garden. It was your favorite part in the hospital. A little, quiet place that didn’t stink of disinfectant.
“Oh, y/n. The garden is always refreshing for you.” You heard the happiness in her voice.
“How are you today, Nurse Cierra?” You ask her after she locked arms with you, guiding you to your room. You memorized the walk from the door to the garden’s bench pretty well, you didn’t need assistance from the door. But from the door of the building to your room was difficult since different things might be placed in the halls.
“I’m doing great,” she giggled. She’s happier than usual these days. It made you wonder why.
“Did that boy hit you up again?” You ask her. She started talking about the boy, and you figured out why she was happier than usual these days.