Saved from silence (a SubZeroExtabyte fanfiction)

Chapter 3...Finding out

Eva´s P.O.V

I felt my cheeks heat up alot when Sub was asked to take his shirt off, he was blushing too. But when he took it off I saw something I never wanted anyone to have, scars. Whip marks too, all over his body, some old some new. A huge purple and blue bruise on his torso from the bully, but where did the scars come from.

When Sub was finally dismissed from the nurse´s room it was break time. Me and Sub didn´t feel like going to meet up with everyone, so we went to the library. We sat in the corner so we could talk. ¨Sub, where did those scars come from?¨ I ask him quietly, he pulls out a green notebook and pen ¨its a long story¨ he wrote, ¨we have time¨ I say, Sub takes a deep breath and begins to write, after a minuet or so he is finished. I read the note, ¨when my mother died, my father started to become sad all the time, he would stay out and drink most of the day. So I had to be careful about what I said or he would get angry. My father came home one day all drunk, he started talking about my mother as if she was a mistake so I shouted back, it made him angry. We argued for a while but he got sick of it, he grabbed me by my shirt and dragged me into the kitchen, right next to the stove there was a pan of boiling water there from dinner, he forced that red hot liquid down my throat, damaging my vocal cords, he beats me everyday because I remind him of my mother¨ Sub had tears dripping down his cheeks, he was beaten everyday, he had his voice taken away from him. ¨shh Sub, it will be okay¨ I say pulling him into a hug, Sub wraps his arms around me and crys softly into my shoulder. I feel his breathing change from crying to calmed down. The school bell rang, it was time for DT, but I didn´t want to move and I don´t think Sub wanted to either, but we had to. We walked to the DT room,  we spotted Ty and Adam in the line so we went over to them. We had to wait for a bit outside, it was so cold leaning against the stone wall, Sub edged closer to me and passed me a note ¨you can sit next to me if you want?¨ I smile and nod my head. We finally went into the classroom and I was introduced to the teacher and the rest of the class. Sub guided me to his desk, Ty and Adam´s desk was right next to us, I could hear them making kissy noises, my cheeks turned bright red and I tried to hid behind my hair, Sub noticed me trying to hide so he quickly wrote on a pale green sticky note, he slid it across the desk and gently moved my hair from infront of my face, I blushed even darker as I read the note ¨don´t hide such a pretty face :)¨ . I look at Sub, his cheeks are dusted pink and his emerald green eyes are shining bright. The teacher began talking so Ty and Adam stopped making the kissy noises. The teacher lead us into the workshop and told us that we will be making a special keyring for someone. We were put into pairs, I was with Adam and Sub was with Ty. Me and Adam worked at the back, we were supposed to be working on our designs, we did start but we were talking  ¨so Eva, a little headphone wearing bird told me that you like our friend Sub, is that true¨ he asks, I nod my head ¨you should make your keyring for Sub¨ Adam says, thats a great idea. I draw two minecraft skins, mine and Sub´s, holding hands. I peek at Adam´s drawing and see a zombie wearing green and black headphones, ¨thats cool Adam, is it for Ty?¨ he nods and continues to color it in. I look over at Sub, his dark untameable hair hangs in his eyes slightly but he runs his hand through it to fix it, he was writing notes to Ty and drawing his design, I could only see a few rred and green stripes. The lesson ended not long after, it was the best lesson ever, all because of one note, I think I am going to stick it on a page in my sketch book and make it Sub´s special page. Next was P.S.E followed by lunchbreak, it was cold outside, at the tree me and Sub sat on the same branch together, and last lesson art was interesting, we have to do a mindmap (spider diagram) about ourself. Ty texted me when the bell went, he had asked if Sub and Adam could sleep over. He also said that he, Adam, Mitch and Jerome had a detention for trying to ditch P.E, so I would have to take Sub home with me. ¨Sub your coming to stay over?¨ I ask him, he nods his head and writes me a note ¨yeah Ty said you invited me o//o¨ ´awww little blushing Sub face´ ¨well come on then Subby¨I say exitedly, grabbing his hand we take off running towards his house to get his stuff. Sub´s street was run down, dirty and sad looking, the complete oposite to Sub. He stopped infront of a really run down house, the windows were cracked, paint was peeling off the door and window frames , the garden was like a jungle, the roof was missing roof tiles, these littered the ground. Sub carefully placed his hand on the rusted door handle, it cut his hand slightly, blood dripped down his hand slowly, ¨Sub!¨ he raised his finger to his lips and pulled me close with his free hand and slowly opened the door. A man was passed out on the living room floor, I heard Sub sigh quietly, we begin to tiptoe up the stairs. We enter Sub´s room, I felt my heart sink, it was like my old room. The carpet was blood stained, a old poster hung lifelessly on the dirty white walls, Sub´s bed was small and dipped slightly, his over night bag sat on his bed along with what looked like a guitar case, Sub rushed around his room, grabbing clothes, headphones and his laptop as well as several notebooks and pens, while he was doing that I decided to take a closer look at the guitar case. It looked very old and beaten down, I lifted the lid and saw the most beautiful looking guitar I have ever seen, it was black with purple and green swirls all over it. Sub followed my gaze and wrote me a note ¨my grandpa passed it to my mother and when she died she left it to me¨ I see that Sub´s eyes were glazed with tears, I quickly wrap my arms around him, I think I am developing major feelings for Sub, we jumped apart when we heard crashing downstairs followed by a groan, Sub grabbs his bag of clothes and carefully throws it out of the window so it lands in a bush, he then lowers his guitar case down with a rope pullie. He steps onto the window sill and gestures for me to follow him, we carefully climb down a tree just as we hear Sub´s father slam the door open, we pick up Sub´s things. Sub runs towards a battered shed. He dissapears inside for a second before emerging with a go-cart, it had two seats in the front as well as steering and pedles, there was an area in the back where Sub could put his stuff. We pushed the go-cart onto the street, Sub sat in the ´drivers´ side and I sat in the ´passenger´ side, he started to pedle at a good speed, the foster home wasent that far away so Sub wouldnt have to pedle for ages, when we get to a huge downward hill Sub looked over at me and grinned as if to say ´here we go´, the wheels were spinning so fast, me and Sub laughed the whole way down.