My Mute Mate

Ch. 35

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Symantha POV

I watch Dove sleeping soundly on the couch next to me before pulling out my phone.

"This is Drake." My annoying uncle greets me with loud music in the background.

"Where are you, sir?" I ask calmly, beginning to play with Doves hair. I see her visibly relax.

"Glenns house. Why?"

"It's just loud. Anyway, I just wanted to let you know, if you hurt my darling friend Dove, I will shove my fist so far up your ass you'll taste nail polish for a year." I warn him and I can almost hear his eyes rolling.

"I can only hurt her if she lets herself get too close." He snickers into the phone and I feel the overwhelming urge to throw something. I remove my hand from Doves hair so I don't rip it out of her skull.

"Go to Hell Drake." I growl into the phone.

"Yes sir!" He responds before hanging up. I toss my phone to the side before standing. I start pacing back and forth.

He's such an asshole.. He doesn't know what all shes been through. He doesn't know the nightmares or how close she is to being healed. If he screws her over.. She'll be destroyed. I don't think she can take anymore. I tried to warn her. I tried to tell her the truth about him. But she wouldn't listen! She wouldn't.. She wouldn't.. She wouldn't..!

I shake my head clear to find my foot stuck in a hole of the front casing of our DVD player. The rest of the player seems to be lodged in the wall.

"Sym..?" Doves sleepy voice wafts through my brain and I quickly put on a smile before turning to her.

"Yeeeeessss?" I drag it out like I have no idea my foot is enveloped in cheap plastic.

"Are you okay?" She asks and I shrug.

"Yeah. Just got excited over the next book of my favorite series coming out and I accidentally took it out on our DVD player." I chuckle to try and sell it and she grins.

"You dangerous psychopath." She teases me and I grin for real.

"Damn straight!" I laugh and she turns away from me.

"Well I need sleep so goodnight."

"Okay kid, sleep well. Night." I watch quietly as her breathing becomes even before working to dislodge the player from the wall. Damn you Drake, look what you made me do. I finally get it out of the wall and set it down on the coffee table. I check my phone to see what time it is.

2:45 A.M.

It's not that late but if I stay up any later I might kick something else into the wall. But I know I won't be able to sleep.

Think Sym. What could you possibly do to be productive?

You're right Mikell. But working out right now would just be annoying.

Then go draw or some shit. Or go walking, that's fun too.

I could go record..

Good. Go do that.

I trek up the stairs to my room and sit down at my computer. I turn on my Fruity Loops Music Maker and put on my headphones. I start zoning out of the real world as my peripheral becomes blurry.

Dove POV

I wake up on something cold and hard. I slowly lift my face to reveal that one, I had rolled off the couch onto the floor, and two, I'm lying in a puddle of my own blood. I hold my nose to stop the bleeding as I get up. I stumble over to the bathroom before starting to clean myself up. I finally get my nose to quit bleeding and somewhat cleaned up.