Silence

How We Met

A/N K, new book, but first, I need to give credit where credit is crucial. My inspiration for this story is from WoofDoggOfHere and his book called The Mute. Go check Woofy *A/N within A/N Woofy is my nickname for WoofDogOfHere* out, cause he/she is awesome! Idk if Woofy is a boy or girl but either way they are awesome!
=Now For Our Story=
Rob's POV

"Get outta here, you big baby!" Matt screamed as he pushed me out of the house with my cell phone. Matt was a bit of an abusive boyfriend and would sexually abuse me whenever I did anything wrong. I started crying as I walked toward my favorite place in the world. The park. I sat on the swing and started lightly letting myself swing back and forth. I let out a quiet sob as the events of tonight replayed in my mind.
=Flashback!=
I was cleaning some dishes in the kitchen, and I accidentally dropped a glass cup, and it smashed into little pieces as it hit the gray tiles of the kitchen floor. "What is wrong with you?! Can't you do anything right?!" Matt screams as he runs in. "I'm sorry, it was an accident." I said. "Clean this up and come up to my room!" Matt yelled before walking out. 'I really hope he doesn't do what I think he's gonna do." I thought to myself. I cleaned up the mess and went to his room.
=Flashback Over=
*A/N I'm sorry, I really don't like writing smut*
"Hey, you okay?" A man asked as he sat down on a swing right next to me. I just shrugged, I tried to talk, but couldn't. "Can you talk?" The man asked, and I shook my head no. "Come with me." The man said, and he picked me up bridal style. He brought me to a warm house. He sat me down in what I think is his kitchen, and he handed me a piece of paper and a pencil, and wrote down some questions. "I'm gonna go do some stuff around the house, please answer these questions." The man told me. "Oh, stupid me, I'm Preston." He said, and I nodded, and when he went to walk away, I tugged on the sleeve of his shirt. "What is it?" He asked. I flipped the paper over. 'I need your number so I can text you if I need anything.' I wrote down, and handed him my cell phone. He put in his number and gave me my phone back. I answered the questions 'Preston' wrote down.
Name: Robert Latsky
Age: 19
Where are you from: Canada, Montreal
Do you know why you can't talk?: Yes, but I don't wanna talk about it.
After I finished answering the questions, I texted Preston. 'I'm done with the questions' I texted him. 'K, I'll be down in a sec' He replied, and moments later, I heard footsteps coming downstairs. Preston came into the room and read what I wrote down. "Follow me." Preston said, and I stood up and followed him. He led me to a room. "Get some sleep." Preston said, pointing to the bed. I laid down and fell asleep.
=A/N===
New story! Yay! K, lemme know what you think. Cya all later, and goodbye! *Goodbye howl*