Embroidered.Kisses
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I stood there.
He stared at me.
I didn’t move.
He didn’t move.
The world around us was alive, but we were still.
And the longer I stood, the angrier I got.
Not just angry at Alora and Emmie for what just happened, but at this f*cking boy for being so rude and witnessing it!
And he was still staring.
With adrenaline pumping through my system, I bunched up my hands in tight fists and marched my high heels over to where the boy was sitting quietly on the fence of the parking lot.
He did not move.
But his eyes followed me.
I stopped just in front of him. “What the h*ll?! Why are you f*cking staring at me?!”
The boy was silent.
“Hellooooo?” I waved my arms dramatically in front of him like he was blind. “Don’t you have anything better to do than stare at me?”
Silence.
“Seriously? Are you seriously not going to answer me?” I crossed my arms and listened to the silence. “Wow, dude. Way to be a d*uche.”
He didn’t even flinch.
I looked to the ground and then back up at his face. There was something about it. He looked so compassionate, he seemed so sincere. Maybe that’s why I decided to actually confide in him.
“Well, since you have seen me being dropped by my friends and decided to remain silent about it, I’ll guess I’ll just explain what happened.” I could tell he was listening now. “I was telling my friends this big secret, like one of those deep dark secrets, and it was a really big secret. Like, life changing. Anyways, they pretty much told me to f*ck off and then they kicked me out of the car. Just like that. Dropped by my friends because of a secret that doesn’t really affect them at all.”
The boy stared.
I took that as a signal to keep going.
“And you know, it’s really hard, what I’m going through? No one understands.” I looked up at the boy’s unchanged face. “No one would believe me if I told them! They would say, nooo, he’s a nice man! But he’s not! He’s not!” And at that point, I broke down.
Every tear I have ever cried had a way of becoming the first drop of a rushing waterfall. Spilling from the top of my cheekbones and falling to the broken pavement with quiet, unremarkable splashes.
My words became unintelligible mutters as my thoughts became clouded over and scrambled.
We stayed like that for a while.
He sat perched on the top of the wooden fence next to the dumpster as I stood crumbling in front of him while my classmates chattered and laughed around us.
The day had begun without us.
The day had left us behind.
And no one seemed to notice.
And as I stared at the parking lot underneath my feet, I heard the soft thump of the boy’s sneakers landing next to my heels. Before I knew it, his sweatshirt-covered arms were around my shaking body.
One hand rested against my back and the other ran slowly over the back on my head.
I wiped my eyes clear of the blinding tears and peered up at his face.
“Who are you?” I whispered up at him.
His eyebrows bunched together and he tilted his head to the right in response.
I looked from one of his blue eyes to the other. “Why won’t you talk to me?”
He shook his head and closed his eyes shut.
My feelings where hurt. Why was I getting the silent treatment? “Just talk to me!”
His hands left my body and started to perform a dance. I stared, mesmerized. He looked back towards me expectantly.
“What?” I asked, confused by everything that was happening.
The boy sighed deeply and croaked out in a voice I could barely understand, “I’m deaf.”
WEEEEEE, I'M BACK!
That vacation was h*ll.
But Witty makes me oh-so happy(:
I love you alllll(:
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