The Suffer of the Silenced

suffer of the silenced part 3

I kept walking, but I was so exhausted. I used the money in my father's wallet to buy food and something to drink. I had no clue where I was, I had to be close to grandma's house by now, but all I had to go on was an envelope with an address on it. It was early in the morning, still dark outside, but you could see the sun coming up in the sky.

You could also see the road a little now. There was nothing for miles. It was woods on both sides and a road that went straight on and seemed to go on forever.

I was too tired and frustrated to go any farther, so I sat down on the side of the road and tried to get a little rest before I kept going. Right as I was drifting off into sleep, bright lights made me open my eyes. An old, beat-up red truck slowed and the window rolled down.

"Do you need a ride?" A husky voice asked. I knew it was not a good idea to get in the car, but I was just going to get lost if I kept walking. "Yeah, thanks." I said as I opened the rusty passenger door.

"So, where are you going?" he said as the car started. "Uh," I reached in my pocket to find the envelope, "265 Edgewood Lane in Green County."

"Great! That's where I was heading anyway. I'm Landon by the way." He was actually really cute. Landon had brown, shaggy hair falling into his eyes, bright green eyes, a very white boyish smile, and tan skin. "I'm Lillian. Thanks for picking me up, but do you think you could just wake me up when we get there? I'm beat." He started laughing and just nodded his head.

I laid my head against the window and finally fell asleep.

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"Lillian? Good morning, how are you feeling?" he asked in a comforting voice. "Uh, fine. Where are we?" I said, still groggy from sleeping.

"Well, we're almost there. Do you want to get breakfast or something? Your stomach was grumbling the entire time. My treat." He looked over and flashed me a big smile.

"Oh, you've already done so much, it's fine." I said as I yawned. Truly, I was starving, but I didn't want to put him any more out of his way. I figured I would judt eat something once we got to my grandmother;s house anyway.

It was strange how relaxed I was around him. I didn't feel quiet and uncomfortable like I usually do when I meet a stranger, I felt like I could acyually just be me. The thing that was really odd though was that he seemed like he actually cared. It gave a little hope to know someone did.

"Really, not even a coffee? You seem really tired." "Yeah, I'm sure. How long 'til you think we're there?" He laughed a little, "Let's see, about 30 seconds."

We started driving down a long twisted driveway. In the distance you could see a small cabin with smoke coming out of the chimney. It sat in the middle of a huge field with trees scattered across the lawn. "Why haven't I seen you before? I work for the woman that lives here."

"Oh, I'm just visiting, my grandmother lives here." He shot another smile at me before he stopped the car. "Hopefully you'll stay for a while." He said as he got out of the truck. "Well, there you go. Home sweet home." He opened my door and grabbed my bag of clothes.

We started walking towards the house. "Thanks so much again. You really helped me back there."

"Honestly, I'm happy I found you on the side of the road." He laughed then knocked on the door. "It was no trouble though."

The door opened and a frail old woman appeared. She was wearing a thick pink robe. She only cam up to about my shoulder and had short, curly gray ahir, but she wore the biggest smile I have ever seen and her eyes lit up when she saw us.

"Landon! I just made breakfast, would you like to join me?" She asked in a shaky voice. "I can't, I'm already late for school. I just came to drop off Lillian." The woman turned and saw me for the first time. Landon turned towards me. "So, I'll see you later. Bye Mrs. Asher." He said with a wave towards my grandmother. He turned and walked down the driveway.

"Now, who are you, sweetheart?" I turned and saw my grandmother staring at me.