Master Of Puppets : Eddie Munson

Chapter 6 : Silence is Loud

(Heather's pov)

   I haven't seen Eddie since Saturday. Jen and I had a sleepover at my house that night into Sunday. We had went into the forest behind my house. We built a stick fort along a river close by, we had been building the fort for the past two years and we finally finished it. We camped over night in the fort on Saturday.

   Eddie didn't tell me he got suspended till I showed up to school the next day with Jen and we didn't see his van out front. It was to be expected, he did fight Jason in front of everybody.

   "Hey, can you please pay attention to me?" Jen must have been talking because I did not hear her in the slightest.

   "I am paying plenty of attention to you Jen... What did you say?" I laughed as I locked my bike on the rails, Jen was not amused about my asking. We started walking towards the entrance.

   "I was talking about Patrick at the party on Friday. Him and I talked like the entire night. He is such a sweetheart."

   "Wait, like one of Jason Carver's friends? You know how stupid that is?" I stopped in my tracks when she told me this.

   "Okay I get he is a part of the clique of basketball boys, but hear me out. He could have done horrible things to me at Steve's party because I was hammered but he just talked to me."

   "Suit yourself Jen, but I wouldn't pursue him again. It's risky." I continued to walk into the school. The bell had rang for first period as I sat down in my English seat.

   "Can Heather Anderson and Jason Carver head to the office please. Heather Anderson and Jason Carver. Thank you." came over the speakers.

   Fuck I don't want to be in a room with him. I picked up my stuff I had just sat down and walked out of the classroom, I could feel everyone's eyes tracking my every move to the door.

   The walk to the office was deafening. The silence was loud as the halls were empty, I had forgot to bring my headphones to school today, so the walk down was short but miserable. Mr. Murphy had been awaiting my presence and he gestured me to head into his office where Jason had already sat down. As I walked into the room, Jason's eyes were glued to floor, he didn't even dare to bat an eye towards me or Mr. Murphy. Mr. Murphy had sat down at his desk across from us, I hesitated to sit down next to Jason, but I knew this way the only way to get this over as fast as possible.

   "Jason, would you like to explain why you are here?" Mr. Murphy crossed his fingers in his lap and leaned back in his chair.

   The silence, it was loud.

   "Jason? Speak up boy." Mr. Murphy's voice got a little more agitated.

   "Whatever you heard isn't true." Jason was still looking at the ground, his voice was dense and stern. 

   I scoffed, "How dare you say that nothing happened?"

   "Ms. Anderson, I understand this is an upsetting issue but please let him speak on the matter." Mr. Murphy directed his body towards Jason, "Now, I have yet to discuss with you what we are even talking about Mr. Carver. Why did you act like that to, supposedly, a situation you don't know about?"

   Jason's small actions froze, and he finally looked up, but to the ceiling and he took a deep sigh, "I know exactly what it's about." He looks over to me, I am in suspense, "I am sorry about my actions during the summer and I never intended any harm." Jason was hiding the smirk that was trying to creep up on his face, his lies were easy to detect. Jason then looked at Mr. Murphy, like that was enough, saying sorry to fucking raping me was enough. I couldn't believe what was happening, before I knew it, tears were running down my face and I started to hyperventilate.

   "Ms. Anderson, are you doing okay?" Mr. Murphy noticed my rapid breathing.

  Then I was on the floor, I had passed out from the stress, the pain, the memories I had wish to forget.

   "Oh my Atlanta, Ms. Anderson?" Mr. Murphy had ran to my side, shaking me to regain consciousness.

  The room was spinning, I had finally blacked out completely. I don't know how much time had passed, but I had been transferred to the clinic in the front office. My dad had been waiting in a chair close to my bed, his head was in his hands.

   "Dad?" I managed to mummer. 

   "Oh thank goodness you are alright Heather." My dad bolted from his chair and had sat on the edge of the bed and gave me a hug. I appreciated my dad and I's hugs, as I wouldn't get them often.

   "Yes, I am fine. Just a bad situation happened earlier." I still had no concept of time at this point. I squinted towards the clock on the opposite side of the room. 10:55 am. Damn, I had been out for a while. Why did they not take me to the hospital?  Nevermind that. I sat up and sat at the edge of my bed next to my dad.

   "What happened pumpkin?" My dad held my hand, he was concerned.

   "Jason Carver."

   "The kid you had a crush on in 6th grade?" He looks at me with his eyebrows raised.

   "Yes, my crush from 6th grade. I don't know... this is hard to talk about. I never wanted it to get out of hand like this." I looked down and twiddled my thumbs. My dad rubbed his hand on my back then squeezed me for an awkward side hug. I smiled.

  "We don't need to talk about it now, but we will have to." 

  I nodded.

  "Can we go home? I'm tired." I wasn't necessarily lying but I also didn't want to be at school after that.

"Of course sweetheart." He stepped onto the floor and held his hand for me to help me off the bed. I had grabbed my backpack and my dad had packed my bike into his pick up and we drove home. I looked outside the window of the passenger seat watching the scenery pass us by.

Hi thank you for tuning in! Had fun writing this scene, idk if fun is a good word... but I am using it. I am trying to give more depth to each scene. How am I doing? Anyways. I will be posting another chapter today since I missed yesterday. Much love 💗

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