The Quiet

Chapter 14

Chapter 14

*Nathan's Point of View*

All of the students at our school continued to spread terrible rumors about Athena even if they weren't true. They saw how upset all of her brothers were and assumed the worst. Some said she killed herself, others say she got pregnant and ran away. The rumors continued to pile up, all because of me. I caused this and I can't take it back even if I wanted to.

No one has heard from Athena which made the whole situation worse. Her family didn't know where she was if she was even alive. I wanted to know if she was going to come back or if she was happy wherever she was. I tried to call her, I left voicemails maybe too many but I did it anyway. Every day I sent texts updating her about her brothers, me and other random shit. I wanted her to come back so I can apologize and make things right again.

These past few weeks have been hell, yes, weeks. At least 3 weeks since she left, every day is worse than the last. Ivan and Viktor give me hard glares every time they see me but they never say anything. Grayson, my own brother barely talks to me anymore. My stupid actions caused their only sister to not speak again, this time she wouldn't even speak to them. My heart stings every time I think about all the pain I caused her and her family.

To soothe the pain, I began to drink more and sadly smoke. I never wanted to do it but I took one breath of toxic air and I enjoyed the pain. The way it hurt my insides, hurt my soul. I was disappointed in myself for even trying but at this point, I didn't care. I do anything that I can get my hands on. I wanted to punish myself for doing this to her. I barely knew her but felt so attached to her and my brain doesn't understand why. I noticed her because of her beauty then I fell for her mind, the way she thought and saw things. How down to earth she was, now no one will experience that the way I did.

*Athena's Point of View*

I know you must be wondering where I went just like my family is. I spent a few or so in California with my best friend who had moved last year. I needed to feel the hot air on my skin and get a tan while I was there. Once I felt like it was time to leave, I went to Russia for the fuck of it. I stayed with my father's family and begged them not call him, thank the universe that they didn't. My phone was blowing up with messages from my brothers, Nathan, and my parents.

Now, I am sitting in a jail cell in my hometown. When I came back yesterday, there was a wicked party that Damon talked about, so we went. With my wonderful luck, it got busted and I was stoned and drunk as hell. I hadn't taken my medication so I ended up lashing out at one of the police officers. When they finally brought me to the station they tried to take my dog tags off of me which allowed me to lose my chill for the second time. I kicked and screamed for them to not touch me. One of the officers tried to cover my mouth with his hand so I bit him. In the end, I am sitting in a cell with handcuffs wrapped around my wrists.

I did promise myself that I would never speak again but once I lost my chill and haven't taken my medicine, I am unpredictable. My eyes laid on wrists as I tried to make myself comfortable, they made the handcuffs a little too tight. "Athena Adams," I heard a voice say my name. I look up and see a middle-aged man in uniform. "Would you like to explain why you bit one of my officers?" He asked. I grinned widely and stood up.

"Wonderful question, sir," I commented.

"Are you going to answer it or not? For all we know, you gave him a disease. I don't need one of my officers dying because some cheap prostitute bit him." The man looked angry and irritated since I didn't answer his question. Prostitute? Really? His words only fueled my anger for this man. He didn't know me and he was assuming things. It's not like I was wearing revealing clothes, I was in pants and a black shirt.

I examined him, there was a badge that said 'sheriff'. I raised my eyebrow at him, he's the new guy that no one likes. He was the talk of the town for a while now. I shrugged my shoulders at him which made him even angrier.

"No," I replied and stood at the edge of my cell, against the bars. I was breathing on him and giving an unsettling grin. His eyes were dark and he twisted his hands into fists. "Do it, sir. Hit me. That will surely allow me to give you my answer," I said sarcastically. "Officer Carter." At that very moment, it clicked with me. I knew I had seen those green eyes somewhere else, this was Nathan's father. "I know your sons."

He raised his eyebrow at me, "do you?" He didn't believe me, I can tell from his expression.

"Nathan is such a lovely boy, quite wonderful. Grayson is the nicer one though, very nice boy you have," I countered. He definitely believed me now, he didn't like me knowing his kids. The man's face twisted in discomfort and disgust. "Nathan seems quite the handful, can't really make up his mind. His love for me must be clouding his judgment." I knew that Nathan didn't actually care about me or even love me. I was only saying this to make his father angry which did happen.

"My son would never even look at a delinquent like you," Mr. Carter snapped. I laughed loudly, throwing my head back. This man clearly didn't know his son very well.

"Call him, tell him that I am here. I think he would love to see me," I said calmly. He gave me a hard glare before walking out of the room. Before he completely left I yelled, "don't be too upset! You will get to see me more often, Mr. Carter." Then he slammed the door on me. After a few minutes, another officer came in who I actually knew. It was sadly Mason's cousin, Alex but us not being together didn't matter. Whatever connections you have will always help in the end of any situation. This town was so small that everyone knew everyone unless you tried to hide it. He slipped a cigarette into my mouth then lit it for me.

"Athena, you can piss off anyone even the pope." He muttered, referring to his boss. That man had a very short temper, not very helpful in this line of work. "Mason misses you." I rolled my eyes.

"If that's the reason why you came in here, you can leave." I walked back to my bench with my cigarette between my handcuffed hand. "Let me guess, you called him?" I asked. He refused to look at me, his silence gave me the answer that I didn't want. "Why? He is irrelevant to me, all of that is closed. I turned the page on him, the chapter was turned as well then I burned the fucking book."

Alex sighed, "he wants to see you and he's coming to bail you out."

I shook my head at him, "I don't need him to bail me out, I am perfectly content here."

The door swung open and I knew who it was, "too late. He's already here." Then Alex scurried out of the room. I was going to pull his hair out the next time I saw him.

"Hey beautiful," Mason smiled. My ears burned and I wanted to go back to Russia when I heard his voice.