Mute (ImmortalFox)

Chapter 2

Is Aleks' name Marchant, or Vitaly???

Please let me know x( I'm going to just use Marchant for now.....

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You walked into your classroom after your ordeal with James. Your teacher, Ms. Waters, had her back turned to you. Your tried to sneak to your seat without being noticed. Several pairs of eyes watched you, but only one stood out.

Your friend, Eddie.

His face lit up when you entered the classroom that dreary Monday morning. His smile soon faded once he saw the scar on your cheek reddened from the abuse from James.

You gave him a weak smile and sat down in your seat at the end of the row, in the back of the room. Eddie turned around to face you and mouthed, "You okay?"

You just nodded and looked down at your hands resting on the desk. They were in a bad need of lotion. You began to pick at your cuticles; a bad habit that you were probably never going to break.

"Mr. Marchant?" Ms. Waters powerful voice interrupted your thoughts. "Late again I see. Do you have a pass?"

You shook your head; still looking down at the desk. You felt all the eyes of the class turn on you. You saw Eddie looking at you sympathetically. You made a face at him, and he burst into a fit of giggles. You wished you could do that. You hadn't truly laughed in years. Nothing was really that funny anymore.

"Aleks? Are you going to answer me?" she questioned again. Were your motions not enough? You shook your head again, hoping she'd get the message.

"Class is interactive. You have to use your voice. I have no other choice, but to give you detention. Pick up the slip after class,"

You took a deep breath. That was your 14th detention this year your teachers knew you didn't talk, but they gave you a hard time about it anyway. You hated your teachers. You leaned back in your chair as Ms. Waters began lecturing the class about something that you didn't care about. You drifted off into a light slumber.

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"Aleks,"

You shifted awkwardly in your uncomfortable plastic chair.

"Hey, wake up," the owner of the voice tugged at your arm.

You opened your eyes. You were greeted with a bright light and a familiar Latino face.

"Hey! You're awake! Come on. Class is over. Stupid fucking Waters gave you extra detention for sleeping. Sorry bro,"

You nodded understandingly. You got up slowly and walked over to Ms. Waters desk, Eddie followed close at your heels. You glared at her as she handed you the slip without a word.

"Aleks?" Eddie asked you pulling you to the side of the hallway. You were the same height so you looked eye to eye. You sighed, knowing exactly what he was gonna ask you.

"What happened to your face? It looks worse than normal," He reached up and ran his thumb against the scar. You just shook your head, indicating you didn't wanna talk about it. You bit your lower lip, a drop of water slipping from your eye.

"Sorry. We'll talk later. Okay?"

You nodded and wiped the one tear with the back of your hand. Eddie hugged you and walked away to his class. You smiled as he walked away.

You loved Eddie; not in an intimate way, but in a friend way. He was all you had, but he wasn't gay.

And he didn't know you were.