Chapter 1- Connections

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Minkabh:

I just couldn't figure her out, why was she so perfect and yet so... unreachable? My mind wondered off to the first time I'd met her, eight grade. She'd entered my Mathematics class shyly and sat herself right next to me, I suspected it was because of my staring. "Are you going to ask me why I'm next to you or just keep wondering whether to say hi?" She asked wide eyed.

From then on we did everything together, well not everything but enough for me to fall in love with her over the years. She was only 12 when he met her, he was 14 years. Now in their final grade and their valedictory dance in a couple of months, she was beginning to crumble because of her so called lack of social life.

.I'm leaving. He shot up sweat plastered onto his forehead, she was planning on running away, he thought he'd removed the idea from her mind earlier on. .Where to?.

In the moments it took for her to reply, he remembered how they found out they could communicate without speaking. The day that they met, they walked home hand in hand and a strange man had approached them with a knife. He was terrified but she stood there and looked him dead in the eye, "Can we help you mister?" That's when he, taking both our hands joined, stabbed us so that you could see the handle on the back of her palm and the sharp end in mine. The pain was unbearable, our screaming was deafening. But when we reached to pull out the knife there was nothing at all.

.What the hell!!!.
I looked at her questioning, did I just....? .Can you hear me?. She looked at me startled, we could hear each other's thoughts. Talk about creepy, we decided to never speak about it to anyone. Although we always wondered why the man had chosen us of all the school children?

We've been speaking telepathically ever since that day. Of course she could block me out of her mind and I couldn't, I didn't like it at all but at least she hadn't found out I loved her.

.Snap out of it. She said, pulling me out of my daze. .I'm thinking of Rome.
What on God's behind! .Why so far Mickey?. There was a hollow silence, that told me she was blocking me out. My heart sank, I hated not knowing how she was dealing with stuff.

.Goodbye Mincabre. She hadn't called me that since last year that's when she started being distant in thought and it hurt me.
.Goodbye Mikayla.

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