The Silent Ones

Chapter Fifteen: Through the Window

Esme Carter

The house is empty tonight except for me still looking at my ceiling that has a blue light running across it because of the ceiling projector I have.

It's been hard for me to fall asleep in the dark ever since the accident with my sister so I just stare at my blue ceiling till eventually I fall asleep. I'm aware I get in bed early. It's 10:30pm and I've been in bed since 8:15.

I only babysat today from 4-6:35 which earned me $90 because they were late which I spent $10 some on dinner and pocketed the rest to buy something new for the trip to the Sinn's Fourth of July lake house.

Bri will be happy to know we're going shopping together tomorrow.

My ceiling mirrors crystal's spark on the lake. Back when I wasn't so afraid the lake behind my house by about a mile was where to find me, skating, drawing, swimming in summer and watching clouds with Mel but all that changed.

I haven't been back since.

The knocking of glass startles me from the still position I lay in on the bed. I frantically search around my room for an intruder to find someone knocking on my window.

What the hell?

I flip the bedding off of me and slowly cut on my flower shaped lamp and go over to the window. Pulling back my blue curtains I see Easton looking at me through the window with a bloody nose.

How does he even know where I live? And why come here?

I carefully open my window and he tosses in bag before climbing inside.

"Why are you here?" I ask after closing the window. He just points to his bloody nose and signs, " I can't go home like this. Mom is home."

"How did you find my house?"

" The day you passed out." Is all he signs back. So he knows where I live and decided I was the best person to fix his bloody face.

He's so lucky I'm nice and that I work for his mother.

"I'll be back." I say and make my way to my little bathroom that used to be shared with Melanie. The bathroom has kept the same ocean theme since I don't have the heart to change it.

Strangely it brings me peace instead of making me sad but I can't bring myself to open the door that connects to her room.

I pull my eyes away from the door that connects our spaces and grab a towel from the cabinet and wet it with warm water before grabbing the first aid kit from under the sick.

I walk back into my room and Easton is browsing my desk that is currently messy with all sorts of papers, drawings, pencils and other art supplies.

Since I think he can't hear me, if he can then maybe he's just not speaking to me but nonetheless I don't want to assume so I walk over to him so he can see me.

Easton finds the chair to the desk behind him and sits. With his height he's to my shoulders sitting down. Wow he's tall. Something about that makes me flutter inside.

Easton tilts his face up and I rub off the blood with it to reveal about three cuts, not very big. I open the first aid kit and clean the wounds with some alcohol pads and he winces just a bit but he seems used to it. The cuts don't look too deep and I put some cream on it to help the healing process.

"All done." I sign and pack up the first aid supplies after the small bandages are on. Easton tilts his head at me. Did I do something wrong.

"Well your all fixed. You can go home now." Easton smirks just a bit, and for a moment he kind of looks like Jace but I guess it makes sense considering they are triplets.

I take the kit and towel back to the bathroom and clean up.

When I come back into my room after about five minutes washing out the towel and putting up the kit Easton is gone and my window is closed.

I walk over to the desk seeing a note in the chair.

Thanks -East

That's all he wrote? Thanks?

At least he was polite.

I don't worry about it anymore and just sit the note to the side on the desk and go back to my bed. Maybe I can try and get some sleep now but I do wonder why Easton decided to come here.

Thank you for reading!