Broken Silence

Chapter 3: Threats and Art

The bright beams of the sun hit my face and the light annoyed my eyes. I yawned due to my restless night and walked to my window to watch the sun rise from the horizon. It was so pretty. I grabbed some clothes to go and take a shower. When I was done, I put on my usual clothes and went down the stairs. The Devil and her daughter were not up yet. A chill went down my back when I realized the Devil's husband was home, and watching TV, might I add.

"Hello, Noelle." He said. I said nothing to him and went to the kitchen. I hated this man. I wanted to get away from this house and everyone in it. Why did I not have the strength to get out of here? Why could I not say anything to escape from this place? I grabbed an apple from the fridge.

"Did you hear the news?" the True Devil said. "We're richer now." He said next to my ear and grabbed my waist. I moved away. Damn him. It was incredible that he had not tried anything. He was a pervert, a pedophile. Ever since I came here he had been making inappropriate comments to me, his hands too curious; but the Devil did not notice anything, she was too busy trying to count money. "Aw, come on; don't be like that, you know ... I really missed you." He made a move as if to touch my face, but I wiped the apple and grabbed my backpack, leaving the house as quickly as I could.

I walked in silence. The sound of my shoes hitting the wet floor was calming. Once again, I was all alone and I was taking in my surroundings. The trees were shining with the sun, birds were singing, it all seemed like a dream. Until the distant sound of a car woke me up from it. It passed next to me honking its horn. A high pitched laugh came from inside it saying, "Bitch!" The Devil's spawn, I should've known.

When I got to school, I felt like everyone was watching me. I felt their evil gazes on me. I walked to my locker, grabbed some books, and put the Parenthood notebook inside. When I closed the locker I found myself stared at by at least 5 or 6 girls. They looked angry.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here? A girl who thinks that just because Gabriel chose her as a partner for something, that she's somebody now?" A girl said; her name was Tracy Reynolds, junior. Umm, are you demented?

"Well, you're not! You're still the weird mute that should learn her place." Another girl said; her name was Mary Jas, sophomore. That was unnecessary.

"He only wants you for the grade, so don't think he means anything by this!" Another said; her name was Dana Finn, junior. I am really late for class.

"Don't even try to believe that you actually have a chance." Mary said, flipping her wavy, black hair from her shoulder and shaking her tanned finger in my face.

"We should go, before she thinks she's actual competition." Tracy said. The girls began to murmur, 'Yeah.', 'Bitch.', 'Who does she think she is?', and other things that I didn't understand. Their murmurs faded as they walked away.

Being the Loner that I was, I heard things, saw things and remembered things other people did not. If I wanted, I would blackmail them so easily they would be ruined for the rest of their high school lives. Tracy was cheating on her boyfriend of 4 years with his best friend ... for 4 years. Mary was the assistant for the school's swimming team ... and she was 'assisting' in more things that you could think of. And Dana was on drugs, but she covered all evidence with make-up. I had all the dirt, and they had nothing on me... except that I was a "mute". What would they do to me?

I walked to my first class, English. A class in which I felt so many glares on my back, I felt as if they were trying to burn a huge hole on it. I couldn't concentrate very well knowing this. It made me uncomfortable and bothered me.

At least my free period was peaceful; I sat under me tree eating my apple. Until a voice said, "Noelle?" My body became stiff. That mess of brown hair, the tall shape, and the incredible blue eyes. Gabriel Edwards.