Silence

Chapter 7: Relapse

I stayed there for a while. I don't know how long, but it was at least a couple of hours.

I was snapped out of my trance-like state when I saw my mum waving her hands infront of my face. I looked out the window and into the patio, and there were a few people there, but they were just cleaning up. Mum looked at me, curled up in a ball, tears down my face. She gave me a sympathetic look and sat down with me, wrapping her arms around my shaking figure. I knew she was whispering in my ear from the hot air over my ear, and I could only presume that she was whispering comforting words, somwhere along the lines of "It's going to be okay..." But no matter what she was whispering, it wasn't going to be okay. I had lost my best friend - my other half. I knew from that day that I heard the news, that I was never going to be the same. Being deaf - I could handle it, as long as CiCi was by my side, there for me all the way. I had known her since early primary school, and we had been best friends ever since...

"Hi"

I looked up to see the girl infront of me, "Hi."

She had chocolate-brown curls framing her face, and a flowery-pink dress with frills on it. I looked down at my dirty blue dress, suddenly ashamed of getting it dirty. She knelt down in the sand pit next to me.

"Can I play with you?"

"Yes"

"I'm Ciara"

"I'm Reneè"

"You're in my class at school, aren't you?"

"Yes."

We quickly became friends, that day in the park, and soon enough, we were doing everything together. I miss her. I miss her very much. I don't know how I will survive without her. All those things that we were going to 'do another time', we would never be able to do together – skydiving, tandem biking, online dating, going to outrageous parties in outrageous matching dresses. We were Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee. The Terrible Two. 

I'll miss you, Ciara.