Can Hate Turn Into Love?

Chapter 4

(Dragoon here! Sorry for not getting back to those who commented, I was at a BBQ and today I couldn't move.... Thanks to the pain I feel... It hurts!  I may have I high pain tolerance but not when its my muscles screaming at me for moving... Yes, yes I know that Mark is a dick for not deciding; oh! I want to be nice to the guy because he can't talk right.... Sadly there is a lot of people like that so its kinda realistic..... Sorry! But the chapter will be in Jack's POV. Enjoy!)

Jack's POV
I really don't know what to do...  I think I upset X today, somehow cause he left with Cory and Mark, leaving me with Jim and Manic.  I sighed, slumping my shoulders as I walked down the sidewalk with Manic and Jim behind me.

"Dude you don't seem like your ok... Need a hug?" A teal head popped up, almost smashing me in the face in the process.  I sighed again, digging out something from my bag.  My hand brushed it and I grabbed it.  I pulled out the sketchbook that I had solely for writing and I could hear them sigh.  I scribbled my answer down.  This was the only way I could communicate without screwing up.

"No, I'm not ok and yes I need a hug.  I think X hates me now and I have no idea what I did? Dude I know for a fact X doesn't hate you.  He's going over to Mark's so Cory and him can drag him to your house so you can apologize for punching him and shoving him into a wall.  Come on" Manic said after he read out load. I just nodded.  Looks like it's time for me to be silent again.  I was 10 when I was last silent.  I was silent until I was 12 around people, even my fathers.  I would practice speaking alone though so I wouldn't get worse when I started to talk again if ever.  I really don't want to talk ever.  It would be great if I could be silent for the rest of my life.  Every time I open my mouth, I screw it up, all the time...so it will be easier if I'm silent.

"No!  Do you know how long it took us to convince you to talk last time?!  You are not going silent again!  We might never be able to get you to talk again!  Seriously Jack!  Put that away!  Also I thought we burned the thing!" Jim yelled.  He's a little bit intimidating when he yells....

"Jim, it's ok... Well maybe not but I've got a deal for you.  We all know your almost 18, a week and a half until your birthday to be exact.  How's this,  you don't talk to anyone,  not even by yourself and see if you like it when you get a mate.  They may be blind so you may not be able to continue to use the pad.  If they aren't blind, feel free to use it!" Manic said, with a warm smile.  I nodded my head, eagerly as we reached home. 

We were in the driveway when I saw a head of sky blue hair dart towards me, tackling me.  I landed on the ground with a groan as my twin brother stared at me.  He was sitting on me as his gold eyes glowed with happiness.  We were almost identical twins and we were lucky to be adopted by the same people.  There were some differences.  He had a head of sky blue hair while mine had silver and gold in my sky blue hair.  It was like someone grabbed a handful of powered silver and gold and sprinkled it in my hair.  He had his tail and wings.  They looked gorgeous.  He had two golden eyes while I had two different color eyes.  One was gold (left) and the other was red (right).  I used to get teased about it when I was silent but now everyone avoids me like the plague.  Manic was the first one to say they were cool.

My twin's frame is a lot like Manic's.  He is  a twig!  I'm a bit more muscly than him.  I look a lot like Manic in frame.... In fact I'm almost exactly like Cory...  We have the same build.  Hey brother tilted his head to the side a bit to look like a puppy.  It always works on all of us.  We all cave into the cuteness even when he did something wrong.  Unlike me, thankfully he doesn't have a problem with talking and such.  I guess he took after the ones around us.  He calls dad daddy though.... I don't get why when we both are his favourites and if one is going, we both go....