The buzz from the viral photo of Kyle and Elena had yet to die down. Everywhere they went, they felt the eyes on them, the whispers trailing behind. But for Kyle and Elena, the world seemed to shrink when they were together, the outside noise growing dimmer as they focused on each other. It was strange to feel this way, especially after all they’d been through.
Kyle's gestures had become more tender lately—his hand grazing Elena's shoulder, his fingers lingering just a bit longer when they brushed against her skin. It was like they were learning a new language together, one spoken through soft touches and shared looks.
One evening, after a long day at school, they sat together on the bleachers. Kyle had his arm draped loosely over Elena’s shoulder, the weight of it comforting rather than oppressive. As they watched the sunset, Kyle leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to her forehead. The gesture was sweet, but there was an undercurrent of something more between them.
Elena felt her pulse quicken, and as she looked up at Kyle, their eyes locked, a silent understanding passing between them. They both wanted more than just the gentle kiss on her forehead. The warmth of their bodies close together, the tension building between them—it was undeniable.
Kyle swallowed hard, his gaze lingering on her lips for a moment before he pulled back, his hands tightening slightly on her shoulder. He could feel the pull, the desire to kiss her fully, but he resisted. It wasn’t the right time. They had come so far, but rushing into this would be too much, too soon. Elena, sensing his hesitation, smiled softly, grateful for his restraint.
Their connection was strong, but they both knew that taking things slow was the right choice. They weren’t just any couple—what they had was fragile, built on years of pain, misunderstanding, and now, healing.
Kyle reached for her hand, signing, "We’ll get there. But let’s not rush." Elena nodded, a soft smile playing on her lips. She appreciated his thoughtfulness, the way he respected the pace they needed to go at.
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The next day, Kyle hung out with Andrew and Tom by the football field. In the past, Kyle had been somewhat of a lone wolf, but lately, he found himself growing closer to them. Andrew and Tom had become more than just classmates—they were his friends. Andrew’s sarcastic humor and Tom’s goofy jokes provided a sense of normalcy that Kyle hadn’t realized he’d missed.
Tom grinned at Kyle. "Man, you’ve changed. Never thought I’d see the day you’d be all 'lovey-dovey.'"
Kyle rolled his eyes but smirked. "Guess Elena brings out the best in me."
Andrew raised an eyebrow. "As long as you keep Elena happy, we’re cool."
Before Kyle could respond, he noticed two figures approaching from the distance—Drake and Prince. They hadn’t been around for a while, and their sudden return seemed too perfectly timed to be a coincidence. Kyle straightened up, waiting for their reaction.
Drake reached them first, his expression neutral. "Heard you’ve been busy while we are gone."
Prince chuckled, nodding in agreement. "We’ve been on a cruise with Dad for some business thing. Didn’t think we’d come back to find you with a girlfriend. Especially her."
Kyle felt a mix of tension and relief. He hadn’t seen Drake and Prince since they left for the cruise, and while part of him worried about what they’d say, he knew things were different now. Elena wasn’t just some target anymore—she was his girlfriend.
"Yeah," Kyle said, meeting their gaze directly. "Things changed while you were gone. Elena’s my girlfriend now."
Drake shrugged, seemingly unfazed. "Cool. As long as you’re happy, man."
Prince grinned and slapped Kyle on the back. "Didn’t think you had it in you to date her, but hey, good for you."
Kyle was surprised by how easily they accepted it. In the past, Drake and Prince had teased Elena as easily as anyone else. But now, they were casual, like it didn’t matter. Maybe it was their time away that had mellowed them out, or maybe they’d simply moved on from the high school drama.
Andrew and Tom exchanged glances, clearly taken aback by how laid-back Drake and Prince were about the situation. But before long, the conversation shifted, and soon enough, all five of them were laughing and joking around like nothing had changed.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the field, Elena stood beside Kyle, watching him laugh with his friends. In that moment, surrounded by the easy camaraderie of the group, she felt something shift inside her. The weight of the past was still there, but it was lighter now—like they were finally stepping into a future that wasn’t defined by pain or fear. She looked at Kyle, his arm loosely draped over her shoulder, and realized that this—being here with him, with them—was the beginning of something new. And for the first time in a long time, she felt hopeful.
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Silence Screams
Teen Fiction| ongoing | |First book of mine| ;) Elena has lived a life of silence-born mute, she has faced countless challenges, from being neglected by her parents to enduring years of bullying at school. Her world is shaped by tragedy and loneliness, but when...