I CAN'T SPEAK [BXB]

RAISE YOUR HANDS, AND DON'T YOU DARE MOVE! 4

Simon Patterson

I kept my hands together while trying to soothe the usual feeling whenever I'm walking on the streets, surrounded by bunches of people. Breathing in and o ut while focusing on my way, the noise of the streets kept ringing and ringing, causing the beads of sweat to form on my forehead.

I clasped my hands together and fastened my steps, as I felt the space closing. I've been handling this usual thing since I was just a kid, so I know I'll get through this and go home. Can I really call that home or shelter? Or does home really exist? I guess that's one of the fantasies. The fantasies that I've been dreaming of.

By the time I stepped on the next pavement, the number of people lessened, but the noise of the streets just rose. The noise of buses, trucks, motorcycles, and cars filled my ears, awfully harmonized with the sound of people talking. I thanked the Gods that the voice in my head didn't budge.

Gods, do they really exist? I wished they do.

The next street was quiet, with no people, and far from the highway. I heaved out a sigh and blinked my eyes in relief before I slid my hand into my pocket to look at my phone. I was about to take my phone out of my pocket, but the stranger staring at me made my hair stand in fear and I hurried my feet towards nowhere.

I just wanted to avoid the staring, and I did. I sighed in relief and found myself in an alley. Despite the bright sun, the darkness that was made by the shadows of buildings really found a way to make the alley dark. I almost shivered at the darkness of it, as the wind blew to the surrounding.

I placed my right hand on my chest and clutched it like it was enough to help to ease the pain. Seconds later and I took a breath in before I let it out with carefulness. I don't know if I have any respiratory problems, or is it just because of my abnormal heartbeat?

I felt my knees go weak, and I took another breath in before letting it out. But it was late. My eyes were blurry before I fell on my butt, as I clutched my hands on my chest. I urged myself to not heave, as a whimper broke out from my lips due to the lack of air.

I clutched my eyes and concentrated on soothing my chest. Tears streamed down my face, as the feeling of being choked started going away. I counted some seconds before I regained the normality of my breathing, as I found the strength to open my eyes. Sitting for what felt like forever, I willed myself to stand.

I thought I was gonna die here. Hell no. I have so many things to do, and I'm not going to leave Blue on his own. He can't even go out of the apartment without me. Heaving out a sigh, I slid my hand into my pocket before I took my phone to look at my phone. Nothing so important to see, but I want to make sure I'm on time.

8:35 AM, so that means I was walking for almost an hour. I can't ride a bus. Not that I can't afford to, but I don't like the presence of strangers. Just thinking of that is enough to make me shiver. I still have time. I slipped my phone inside, before I clutched on the straps of my back, ready to take a walk.

"Help!" A sudden helpless scream rang through the alley, making me freeze. I was about to brush it, thinking that the scream was from my head, but the muffled cries made my skin cold in fear. Enough to bring the pain back in my chest, as my knees shook in fear. The cries continued to ring, as the chills pierced through my skin.

"H-help, please! No!--" By the tone of its voice, it was a girl. But, why did it sound familiar to my ears? Do I somehow know her? My chest started heaving again, as I turned my head to look where the cries were coming from. I wanted to call the cops, but I don't know how. I know how, but they would think I'm crazy.

First, I can't speak. Second, I'm hearing things that I shouldn't be hearing cause they're from the past, the cruel past. They would think that I'm crazy. Worse is, they would send me to some shelters again. I don't want it. I don't want it to happen. I could just help her. She may have tripped over, and she can't walk. Yeah, that's it.

Clutching on the straps of my back, I took a step towards the alley, followed by steps and steps. I ignored the pain in my chest until I reached the inner part of the alley, as the cries went louder than before. The louder she cries, the more the chills pierced through my skin. They crawled around every inch of my skin, causing my hair to stand. Even my scalp was giving in.

And when I reached the inner side of it, it got darker than I thought it would be, but the light was reflected by the metallic stairs of the buildings. The cries went louder, but I froze on my spot when I heard footsteps. More like running away. They're…a group. Judging by the count of the footsteps, they're a group. I couldn't help but gulp, as I waited until it went silent.

It went silent, but the cries just became miserable, making me shiver in fear. The cries then changed into coughing, gasping for air, and sobbing. This is real. I'm not hearing things this time. I should call the police. Doesn't change the fact that I can't speak. I clutched my hands on them again like it would send strength to my feet to start walking. And it did.

Quietly, I walked towards the noise, as I finally reached it. I saw her. Lying on the dusty floor of the alley, and naked. Chills ran through my skin, as her eyes landed on mine before her hand shook in fear. She covered her breast with her hands, and I shut my eyes before I put my backpack down. It's her. The daughter of the landlady. I remember her, she's always smiling at me whenever she's with her mom.

I sunk to my knees before I pulled my hoodie up while my eyes were still shut. She continues to cry, making me gulp. With my eyes closed, I pulled my hoodie off and handed it to her. I don't care if I'm the one who's naked now. She's a girl. But what is she doing here? I flinched when her cold hand brushed on my fingers before I heard footsteps behind.

"Raise your hands, and don't you dare move!"

That was when everything came to my mind. Everything became fast, and next thing, I found myself being shoved on the dusty floor. I didn't open my eyes. As if it would change anything. All I can feel right now is how cold the floor is and a metallic thing, being placed on my wrists behind my back. I felt numb, frozen, and deaf. This is just a dream. I wish it was. The last thing I remember was my body, being lifted from the ground, as my chest surrendered, helplessly craving for air.

It hurts.

A/N: TELL ME IF I'M TOO CRUEL!😂 BUT, HEY Y'ALL, THIS IS JUST THE START OF SIMON'S NIGHTMARE/JOURNEY. IT REALLY HURTS, DOESN'T IT? ANYWAYS, PLEASE TELL ME IF SOMETHING'S WRONG. ANY SUGGESTIONS WOULD BE COOL! SIMON'S BACK, EH?

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