Tumbler Queens

Thanks...?

I ended not getting any proof that Hayden can speak. Either Hayden's a really great actor or his dad is lying. I hate to think of his dad lying, considering he's so nice, but....

Hayden walked me home. The whole time I was thinking what it would be like if he could speak. "Thanks for walking me home." I said. He half smiled as usual and nodded.

Gosh he is so cute when he does that...
Wait....what the heck, Ama?

I walked into my house and he left. I waited for him to leave and I walked back out into the porch.

Yes I know...I am stalking him...mwhahahaha....ok I'm weird.

I followed him waiting for him to speak.

Sing at least.

After a few minutes I realized we weren't on our way to his house. Where were we going?

~

We ended up at a cemetery. Why the heck are we at a cemetery?

I followed Hayden and it looked like he knew where he was going. He finally stopped at a willow tree with a grave stone underneath the branches.

I stood behind a tree and listened. The moon light was right behind him and it was a perfect silhouette.

How can he be so darn attractive?

He bend down facing the grave, and if I am wrong (which I am sure I'm not) he started crying. I really wanted to go over there and comfort him, but it would blow my cover.

It looked like he was about to speak, but then an unusual thing happened.
A hand covered my mouths and pinched my nose so I couldn't scream. A few more hands started grabbing and dragging me away. I tried to call to Hayden, but it was no use. Their grip on me tightened and I started kicking and punching them.

I am glad I've been at the gym recently.

I thought I was out of there grip and I tried to run away. They just followed me and tried to pull me back. I screamed, "Help!" Now that I think about it it was more of a screech. They punched, I kicked, they kicked and I punched. I closed my eyes and prayed that God would spare my soul. "Get away, you kid."

*Punch*

The hands lifted off of me and I ran behind a tree. I heard screams and shouts. And I heard steps running away. My eyes were still close and my arms wrapped around my whole body. I heard foot steps in front of me and I looked up at Hayden. We stared at each other silently when...
"What the hell were you thinking?" He scolded.

His voice...

Hayden POV

After I dropped Ama off at her house, I decided needed to go to my comfort place. The cemetery. The whole way there I felt like I was being followed, but I usually get that feeling. I walked to the willow tree, and I started feeling weak. I collapsed to my knees and started crying. I kept on crying and telling my self to be strong, like she wanted.
My attention was diverted when I heard, "Help!". I immediately shot up and ran to were the voice came from. I saw a gang punching and kicking a girl.

What the-

I started toward a guy, "Get away, you kid." One of them spat at me. I punched the guy who had the girl's arms and he sat her free and she went gosh knows where. I got punched just as much as they punched me,but finally they fled away.