I love the Hobo?

I love the Hobo? - Chapter 7

Jeydons POV.

I sat awkwardly on the couch, my head down and the guilt washed through me.

If i could speak i would have answered, i would have apologised, and said id hadnt wanted to hurt her, but i did.

But of course i couldnt speak, so i couldnt answer this furious girl who stood infront off me, her find pointed at me.

Isabella cleared her thoat awkwardly and we both glanced towards her, ''Errm, Sam, he cant actually talk.''

Sams eyes returned to my face and a confussed expression masked her face as her eyesbrows pushed together, ''What do you mean?'' she asked curiously. Isabella laghed slightly and i smiled at the beautifull sound.

''I dont actually know why he cant talk...but he just, cant talk.'' She replied staring straight at me, our eyes met and we were both sucked into a trance.

Sam sat down besides me and mumbled a quick sorry, i reached over to grab the notepad and pen, 'Its ok, i never intended to hurt her' i wrote down and passed it to Sam.

She smiled weakly and looked at me, ''What did you intend to do then?''

It took my a moment to come up with a good enough reply, i didnt know what i intended to do, id only know thi sgirl a few days, but it seemed asif i revolved around her.

What did i intend to do...

I wanted to make her happy.

To see that smile constantly on her face.

I wrote down a small answer, 'Make her happy'

Sam read this and stared straight into my eyes, a serious face, ''Promise me, that thats all you want, you wont hurt her.''

She reached her little finger out, id smiled at a memory that filled my head as she did this.

''Jeydon, pinky promise me im always gonna be your best sister.'' Sally said reaching her little pinky finger to wrap around mine, i smiled weakly and joint our little fingers.

''I promise sally, always.'''

As i was brought back to reality i felt the tears burn my eyes, no crying Jay, no crying..

It wasnt just the thought off my sister that had me upset it was the fact that i used to be able to talk, if i could talk now, i would thank these two both, but after a stressfull life and shock from seeing many things in my life, id become a mute.

Id get my voice back one day, even if it was only to say thank you to Isabella.

I wrapped my little finger around Sams and smiled, she gladly returned the smile, ''Good.''

I looked over to Isabella who had been stood leaning against the wall the hole time watching, a small smile on her lips.

She walked over and sat down on the otherside off me.

''Your not going to leave again?'' she asked playfully although i new the question was serious.

I mouthed 'Promise' and she smiled covering my hands with her warm ones, i smiled at the tingles that sparked when she touched me.

Amazing..

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Isabellas POV.

(3 hours later, Sams left to visit her parents, its 10pm)

I lay on the couch, me head resting on Jeydons lap, i tried to keep some constant contact with him, worried that he'd suddenly dissapear, like this was all a dream.