Silent Without Your Kiss

Chapter 3 (Blaine)

My mom pulled into our driveway and immediately threw the backseat door open, pulling me out of the car by my arm; thank God I gelled today, or else she'd probably be pulling me in by my hair.

"Gerald!"

"Katrice, what's the matter?"

"I caught him talking to a boy today!" My mom exclaimed, throwing me onto my bed.

"He's probably trying to find his soul mate."

"I knew that's what he was doing."

"Relax, Katrice, we all know that will never happen. Now let's get dinner; I'm starving."

"Let's just get takeout for tonight."

"Fine by me. As for you," My father pointed at me, and a chill went down my spine.

"Stay in here, and don't do anything stupid or no dinner for you!"

They slammed the door, and I heard the familiar click of the lock telling me that I was locked in.

I curled up on my bed, tears streaming down my cheeks. I don't understand why my parents hate me so much or don't want me to find my soulmate; they just do.

It's always the same thing, I wake up, eat whatever breakfast mom will give me, if she gives me any at all, go to school, and try not to piss off Mom and Dad when I get home, or else I end up trapped in my bedroom or the basement for the whole night. I don't know what I ever did to them or why they mistreat me.

I heard my parent's car leave the driveway; I moved to the window and pulled it open; the fresh air blew in my face. This might be my only chance.

I emptied my backpack and quickly threw in some clothes, my few bowties, my gel, the snacks I hid under my bed that I bought from the school's vending machine, and my notebook and pen.

I threw my backpack over my shoulder and climbed out the window onto my favorite tree by the window. It has a long branch that I usually like to sit on when I need to escape reality, except this is a real escape; I'm getting out of here!

I quickly but carefully climbed down the tree; I ran like hell once I was on the ground safely. I don't know what to do or where to go, but anywhere is better than here!

As I ran across the road, I heard a loud horn honk and brakes squeal; I fell to the ground staring at the truck like a deer in the headlights. A man with a baseball cap stepped out.

"Are you crazy?! I almost made road pizza out of you, kid!"

My heart pounded as I tried to catch my breath.

"Whoa, okay, kid, calm down. Are you okay?"

Knowing I couldn't respond, I tapped my throat to let him know.

"Oh, no voice?" He asked. I nodded.

"It's okay. Can I help you with anything? Do you need a ride somewhere?"

How in the world do you tell someone, "My parents are crazy. Please help me!" without a voice?!

I quickly pulled my notebook out and began to write something when I saw a black car pull up, my parents' car!

"Blaine! There you are! We've been looking everywhere for you!" My mother said with the fakest tears.

"Are these your parents?"

"Yes, I'm his mother; he's been missing all day. I've been so worried about him."

My eyes widened as I realized what was happening, they'll take me home, and into the dark basement, I go.

"Oh well, I'm sorry for almost hitting him with my truck."

"Oh, he always gets into trouble like that. Now come on, Blaine."

I fought back as hard as I could, practically begging the man in the truck to not let her take me back with my eyes, But it was too late. My mom had already pushed me into the car.

We pulled into the driveway. I knew I was done for; my mom grabbed my arm and dragged me back into the house. I struggled as best as I could, but she overpowered me. I was no match for her.

"You're more trouble than you're worth!" She exclaimed, pulling me downstairs and pushing me to the ground.

"No dinner for you either!" My father said before slamming the door.

I felt my eyes water, and I crawled to my space; it had blankets, pillows, and lots of glow sticks to help with the darkness and a picture I drew when I was a kid; it was me with a family that would love me.

I reached into my backpack and pulled out a small bag of chips, then cracked one of the glowsticks, which lit up.

"I should have gone to dinner with Kurt." I thought as I closed my eyes.