"Silence" Book 1

Chapter 8 : I'm Sorry...

I woke up to the sound of my Aunt possibly making me and my sister breakfast, causing an amazing aroma of smells from the kitchen, and god knows my sister isn’t the one behind it.  Cause our smoke alarm would be going off or I’d smell smoke,one of the two, usually both though. 

I slowly got up, later grabbing my phone to see what time it was, which was 5:58.

“32 minutes till I have to get ready for school, great.” I thought.

“Morning' sleepy head.” 

I turned to see my Aunt with a spatula in her hand, hovering over what I assumed was bacon or eggs, and her upper body turned to me, smiling widely. 

“Hey..” I say, still half asleep.

“Want some breakfast?” 

“Um sure.” I say walking over to the kitchen island and sitting on one of the bar stools we had, crossing my arms on the counter watching her put some bacon on a plate. She put a plate in front of me, then put two different plates on the counter, one with eggs on it and one with bacon on it, they both smelled amazing.

I took an egg and two pieces of bacon. 

“So…” she trailed off, sitting down on the bar stool next to me.

“Hm?” I look up, still having food in my mouth.

“Till I hear about your mom, I'll be taking care of you.” She said, looking at me.

I swallowed my food and spoke.

“What about Uncle Simon?” I say putting my fork down.

“Oh, I'm pretty sure he said this week he’d be hunting with his friends, I don’t know if he rarely tells me things.” She said snickering.

“Fair.” I say snickering as well.

“Oh shoot, it’s 6:00, go get ready, hurry!” She said after looking at her phone.

“Okay, okay I'm goin’!” I say as she's pushing me upstairs.

I get to my room, quickly feeding Ezra, and go to my bathroom to get ready.

I feel the warm water on my back.

I go through everything that's happened in the last forty-eight hours.

Detention…

The phone call…

My guitar…

And…

And mom…

I could almost feel the tears threatening to break the dam. 

I took a deep breath telling myself to forget it and that it’ll be okay...

Everything will be okay.

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After what felt like hours, I got out and got dressed.

I chose some dark grey jeans, a black shirt and a plain black jacket.

I look at my reflection in the mirror in my bathroom.

My dirty blonde/brown hair was a freaking mess, my soft baby blue eyes were somewhat dull and you could see the sadness on my face and in my eyes, my eyes red, puffy, and tired, but I did my best to hide why though.

I fix my hair, put on a smile, and grab my phone, then head downstairs.

When I got down the steps I saw my sister and Aunt talking.

Alivia must have noticed me because she started talking to me.

“Hey! Come on, we'll be late!” She said with a smile on her face. I was confused on why she didn’t seem down about mom, then I remembered.

She only knows moms in the hospital, not why it happened or her state currently.

I gave the best smile I could manage with everything that's going on, which turned out to be a shy/half smile, but she didn’t question it. Which was good.

I leave the house without a word, walking slowly and quietly.

“Damian!” I heard after about four minutes of walking. I knew it was Angel.

“Hey, I heard…” He pauses.

“I heard… about you mom, i'm so sorry…” He says walking next to me, his head turned to me with an expression of sorrow on his face.

“You don’t need to be sorry.” I say after what felt like a million years of not talking. I also must have startled him cause I could almost feel him jump a little.

“D-do you want to drop the subject about this…” Angel has always been able to see how I'm feeling just by how I walk, which is scary that he pays that much attention.

“Your pace of your feet is slow but confident, you only do that when you have something in mind or you're struggling, and this time it's both, isn’t it?” he said quietly.

My response just dumbfounded him.

“She’s dying and I can feel it, and people are hiding it but I know she's dying. I know my mother.”

....

I know her…

And I can’t lose her…

We walk the rest in silence.
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