"8. 50 please." The blonde chic over the counter said. I passed her my card and sat down waiting for my drink. I look to my left and see the most gorgeous, perfect masterpiece, I have ever seen in my mother fucking life.
she walked towards the coun...
Mr. Xavier took me to a speech therapist doctor thing whatever he called it the next morning. I remeber how to talk I just can't seam to get the words out.
Mr. Xavier told me I didn't have to call him "Mr." But I decided I should because he's very fancy and sophisticated and I want to fit in.
Mabye one day I'll call him his name normally. I don't know yet.
I'm glad I wasn't born deaf. I won't have known how to talk. But at least I know how to. I just feel like if I try it will sound weird and I don't know if it does or not.
He pulls into a small building parking lot and un buckles his seat belt running over to my side of the car. He opens the door and reaches over carefully to un buckle my seat belt. He takes my hand and puts his hand on the top of my head to stop me from hitting it with the roof of the car.
What a gentlemen.
I sign thank you and he nods and smiles. His smile is so pretty.
He leads me towards the buildings entrance. When inside it was black, pink, and white. There was a marble floor and speech posters everywhere.
"You okay?" Mr. Xavier asks me as he steps in front of me.
I smile and nod.
He checks us in and we sit down In the waiting room.
It's a really pretty office. It just needs more pink.
I brought Pickles with me. He rested on my lap as I held his small body against my chest.
When we get back I'm gonna take a long juicy nap. I'm exhausted.
My thoughts drift to Mr. Xavier. He's really pretty, his blonde hair falls casually around his face. He has blue bright eyes and tattoos everywhere.
He's really taller than me to. I wouldn't be surprised if he was six foot four.
"How tall are you?" I sign
"Six foot three mi amor." (My love)
Wow. I was close. He's really tall.
He was wearing a pair of white dress pants, a beige and blueish grayish stripped button up shirt. It was only buttoned up halfway showing a little bit of his toned chest. He had a gold chain around his neck and gold rings on his fingers.
I want his chain. But it wouldn't look good on me.
It's almost ad if he felt me staring as he looks up from his phone.
He smirks and looks back at his phone.
I stand up moving from the chair across from him to the couch he was sitting on. I plop down next to him and his body tenses up so I scoot a bit away my I feel his arm wrap around my waist and pull my side closer to him.
Oh my god.
I smile and a blush comes up on my cheeks.
Is it hot in here?
A pretty lady comes put and calls us in. Her gaze lingering on Mr. Xavier a bit longer.
I don't like her.
He doesn't notice her staring and we keep walking to her office.
She closes the door behind her and invite us to take a seat. She sits down on the couch across from us.
"So I heard someone is Deaf and wants to learn how to talk?" She asks with a smile on her face. Not a genuine smile though. She seamed fake.
"Yes but she already knows how to talk she just doesn't know how to get the words out." Mr Xavier answered for me and I silently thank him.
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Once we got home I showered and changed into some more comfortable clothes.
I changed into some gray cloth shorts and a pink tank top.
I brushed my black hair and grabbed pickles and layed in bed pulling the covers over me.
Miss. Cassandra knocks on the room door and comes inside walking over to me.
Miss. Cassandra was a really nice old lady. The second day if my arrival she made me cookies and showed me how to bake apple pie.
She is one of Mr. Xaviers maids. I'm glad he's nice to her though.
He's not really nice to people. I want to teach him how to.
Miss Casandra sits down on the edge of the bed with a sweet smile. She is Deaf as well and she calls me her best friend.
She turns 71 next week.
"Would you like anything to eat dear?"
I shake my head.
"No at least eat some fruit before you fall asleep. I'll cut you up something." She insisted and I signed thank you.
Miss Cassandra barely knew sign language like Mr. Xavier.
Where is he?
My hero comes in our bedroom. Speek of the devil.
He runs a hand through his hair clearly frustrated, he reaches the his back and pulls his shirt off of himself and throws it on the ground beside me.
This is the first time I see him shirtless.
He walks into the bathroom and I stand up following him inside. I stand in front of him and look up to his face as he looks down.
I look at his chest in front of me and see all his tattoos. I run my finger along one that says something in spanish. The tattoo was right under his stomach.
I look back at his face and see his mouth working.
"Fuck Azalea." He says and I stop my movements. He grabs me by my hips and sits me on the bathroom counter standing in between my legs.
His lips have never looks so beyond beautiful than now.
He looks into my eyes and his face leans in as his lips slowly graze against mine until he finally moves his lips against mine.
My arms around his neck as a reflex as his big hands pull me closer to his body by my waist.
The kiss intensifies as he slips his tounge into my mouth. But the kiss is abruptly intrupted by a man barging into our room and walking into the bathroom.
"This better be fucking important" Xavier snaps.
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So how was the Chapterrrrr tell me your thoughts on it. I thought it was really cute.
I'll be posting every other day now because of school!
