Dusk and Dawn

2 : Dog

I stare at him for a while. My so called 'mate'. He must have confused me with someone else, for sure. Right?

"Whatever you say," I turn around not wanting to look at him anymore, "dog"

A loud growl echoes in the hallway and I hear him heading towards me. So I stay exactly where I an. The guy grabs my shoulder once again and forces me to turn around. I look into his eyes again and they are darker now, the golden specks are more visible in the dark green. I know those kind of eyes. Eyes straight from hell.

"What did you call me?" he shows me his canines as if that will scare me,

"You insult me," I say and move his hand off my shoulder, "I insult you. It's how it works."

"And how did I insult you exactly?" he asks, his jaw clenched,

"I'm not your mate dog," I hiss , "leave me alone , will you?"

He blinks as if he is trying to prevent himself from crying. How pathetic.

"What's your name?" he asks quietly after a while,

I decide to at least give him that, "Keira"

"Keira" he repeats and smiles to himself.

Freak.

"I'm Noel."

"Your name means Christmas in french." I point out,

"Yes," he chuckles, "it's actually a funny story-"

"It's stupid."

His shoulders loosen and he looks at his shoes.

"What did I do to you?" he asks me, "you don't even know me."

"And I don't want to." I state and leave.

He doesn't stop me.

~*~

I've noticed a change in the way I talk, I used to be loud and very talkative but if you pay close attention to the past and present me you'll notice a change too. I'm not as loud anymore, you might have to ask me what I said once or twice in order to hear me , and I only speak when I have something worth my saliva to say.

It's not just the way I talk though. I myself have become a silent person. I like to think I know myself ; not very modest when it comes to things I'm good at, brutally honest (sometimes in a bad way) , rarely attention seeking.

I must linger on this ; people that say they're not attention seeking annoy me. Honestly, you're less of an attention seeker if you accept that you are one. Everyone is, or else we wouldn't do great things to impress others, we wouldn't share our good grades with each other if we weren't looking for attention, we wouldn't cut ourselves in places eyes can shamelessly admire if we didn't want people to save us or at least care. You know just how right I am -see my modesty?

Nevertheless, if someone compliments me I have a hard time thanking them. I also have a hard time apologizing or doing anything that involves someone else helping me in that matter. In fact, if someone saved my life I would probably say something like 'I would have done that myself' in return.

I don't know if it's independence or pride , probably the latter. But it helps at pushing people away , and that's all I want. I've started thinking I'm a wannabe Sartre , hating everyone and despising human company. I do love my mum and Maya though.

My mum has told me I used to smile a lot as a child. She says I would laugh at everything and that I was the happiest little kid in the universe. The past term I'm using is slightly worrying if you ask me.

So I'm kind of like that, a head filled with random thoughts and happy memories that never had the power to refuse their turning into just that ; memories. But that's partially my fault.

~*~

"Mum!" I say loud enough for my mum to hear me as soon as I enter the house , "I'm home!"

I head to the kitchen , not expecting her to reply. I open the fridge and close it 2 seconds later in disappointment.

"Mum?" I shout , "I'm hungry!"

Usually she replies to that since I never admit I'm hungry so I half-expect her to somehow jump in front of me all excited and make me food.

"Louise!" I decide to call her by her name and see if she hears that.

I hold my breath in case I hear something that gives away her location. Nothing. Trying to keep my calm , I quickly make my way upstairs and into her bedroom.

I gasp, feeling a lump settling in my throat. My heart starts beating faster than usual, my breathing is frantic, causing me to feel lightheaded.

I fall on my knees , too shocked to tear up. I swallow the knot blocking my voice and let out an inaudible muffled sound ;

"M-mummy?"

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I know I know, it's been like a month and this is it. I know. Sorry , I've been really really busy with school so yeah. I will try to update sooner , promise.

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