You're The Reason That I Speak.

Their Blurry Silhouettes.

I also felt his hand touch the side of my face, I took a deep, shaky, breath and looked at him again, his hand came to grip my jaw, as he began pushing it to the side so that I was looking out of the front window, I felt his thumb wipe across my face, I felt my body shudder

"Oh my, did I upset you?" he tightened his grip on my jaw and moved his face closer to mine, he stopped as he was right next to my ear. I tried to pull away from him, but his grip only became tighter. The pain that was radiating from the places that his fingertips connected with my face, made me want to call out, but I didn't. No, I couldn't.

"Do you not like to hear the truth? Sometimes the truth can hurt can't it? it hurts to know that what you don't want to be true, about yourself, often is. That man, his ideas they were right and I think deep down you will agree with me, if not now then you will soon, I'll make sure of that. The people who are different, the people like you, the ones who do not want to fight in this world, they do not deserve to live. You do not deserve to live. You and your kind, the other one as well, you both do not deserve to live." Again with this "your kind" thing, I don't understand what "kind" I am, I can't even ask, I don't dare to ask

"You better wake up now, wake up and realise, you are not welcome here in this town, this city. It does not need to be infested with people who are different, we have been doing just fine without your kind. I didn't realise the other one, the blonde one was one of you, not until this morning."

He turned my head to face him now, his fingertips pressing into my face even harder. He was even closer than before, our noses were nearly touching, he was looking into my eyes. I couldn't help but look into his as well, I couldn't pull my eyes away, they had no light to them, I could only see darkness.

"Now, let's get one thing clear, are you a snitch as well? Are you a little baby who is going to run and tell?" I stayed still, I was scared to move.

"Well, boy? Are you a snitch as well as?" I moved my head to either side, saying no.

"I'm sorry, I don't think I heard you. I'll ask you again, are you a snitch as well?"

"No"

"No what?"

"N-no sir!"

"What are you not going to be?"

"A snitch, sir. I'm not going to be a snitch"

He finally let go of my jaw, pushing my head back against the door as he did so, damn that hurt. The force made me fall down slightly. He walked up the stairs, back to his seat. I heard the air get squeezed out of his seat as he sat down. I tried to pull myself up using one of the hand rails to support me. He sighed.

"Now, boy, remember what I said. Keep on remembering it. Never let that get away from you. But don't worry, I will be here each day to remind you, just in case you do forget. Have a nice night." with that he opened the door. What I failed to realise was the fact that I was still using the door as support.

As he opened the doors, I fell. I landed on my back. I heard him start to laugh, a deep laugh an evil laugh. I closed my eyes in relief when I heard the doors close and the engine start to be revved up a little.

Soon enough the sound of the bus engine was merely a thing in the distance and a little while after that it was only a sound in my own head. I opened my eyes and began to sit up. I could feel that there were tears on my face, I could still feel his hand on my jaw, I could still hear his voice inside of my head.

I stood up and began walking back towards the house, I felt something inside of my mind suddenly switch making me stop, I was frozen. I couldn't seem to walk, I couldn't seem to breathe properly, I couldn't see, I couldn't seem to do anything at all. No matter how much I told myself that I needed to put one foot in front of the other to move towards the house, I couldn't, the message between my brain and my legs, telling the to start moving seemed to get stuck.

I felt my knees start to shake, my head started to spin, I couldn't seem to find anything around me to hold on to. why would there be anything? I was in the middle of the driveway, the house seemed to sink into the floor, the sky looked like it was taking over. My bag seemed to be pulling me towards the ground, I couldn't help but do exactly that, my back hit the floor and I heard the crunch of the stones beneath me.

Something happened to my head, I felt an eruption of pain, it spread from the back of my head through to the back of my eyes, a throbbing slowly made its way around following after the pain and swallowing it up.

As I lay there, motionless, on the ground the sky seemed to be set on fast forward, the clouds and birds seemed to cast their blurry silhouettes disappearing as soon as they had appeared, the breeze brushed across my face, disrupting my hair, then one by one, raindrops fell colliding with my face, sending shivers down my spine.

I'm not sure how long I was there before I came back, but as I began to sit up my head didn't let me forget that it was hurting. The rush that flowed through as I stood up was like someone had just opened the floodgates and the only thing that was standing between the wave of water and the precipice was me. There is no way that I'm not going to get washed away with this.

I pushed myself forwards slightly so that I was in a crouching position, I felt myself start to tip forwards, I put both of my hands down so that my fingertips were all resting on the ground. Taking deep breaths I began to push myself off of the ground rising up. 

As soon as I was stood up I didn't wait for my head to catch up, I began walking towards the house, quickening my pace ever so slightly, trying to forget the pain in my head. but with each step, inside of my head, there seemed to be a drum being struck, sending its waves throughout my body, my feet felt as if they had lead boots attached to them. 

I was so close to the door now. only a few more steps.

This update is a little longer than I wanted it to be but I wanted to try and get this part finished so I could move on to a different character, I hope you don't mind that? I think I have something really good planned for this, I'm hoping that it will turn out the way that it seems to be in my head anyway, but that's not always a good place.

anyway, I hope you've enjoyed this. I'm planning to be back soon, I'll try and stay around a little.