She was only 8 years old.
8 years old and she saw her mother get killed by a drive by. From that day poor Nova has been traumatized and has been to foster home to foster home. At the age of 12, Nova has anger and trust issues, never letting anyo...
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N O V A
Silence isn't something you just fall into. It's something you decide.
I made that decision the first morning I woke up in my uncle's penthouse and realized my phone was still quiet—not because they weren't trying, but because I wasn't listening.
They tried everything after that.
Javier came to my room once, standing awkwardly in the doorway like he didn't want to cross a line.
"Mi sobrina," he said gently. "Your brothers—"
"I don't have anything to say to them," I cut in, calm but firm. "And I don't want them knowing anything about me. Not where I'll be. Not how I'm doing. Nothing."
He studied me for a long moment, then nodded. "Okay."
Mariana tried too. Softer. Careful.
"They're worried," she said one morning while handing me a mug of café con leche.
"That's not my problem," I replied, not unkindly. Just honest.
And after that? They stopped asking.
At school, I made it clear too.
Kai, Levi, and Cisco were the only ones who got the explanation. We were sitting on the steps near the science building, the sun warm against my back.
"I'm ignoring them," I said plainly. "All of them. No exceptions."
Levi blinked. "Like... permanently?"
"Until I decide otherwise."
Kai leaned back on his hands. "Honestly? Valid."
Cisco didn't joke. He just nodded. "We're here. The whole time. You won't be alone."
And somehow, hearing that made it easier to breathe.
Word spread fast after what I did to the school. Broken lockers. Shattered glass. A desk flipped so hard it cracked a tile.
People didn't stare anymore. They avoided.
Levi nudged me in the hallway one day, smirking. "Still surprised they let you come back after that rampage."
"Javier pulled some strings," I muttered. "Apparently, even if I don't need to put up with my brothers' bullshit, I still need an education."
Cisco laughed. "Way to go, Theo."
We kept walking.
Jacob tried once. So did Jonah. They caught up to me outside English, calling my name like they still had the right.
I didn't even look at them.
Inside the classroom, I walked straight up to Ms. Parker's desk.
"I won't be attending this class anymore," I said quietly. "I have something to take care of."
