"Shut Up Gabriel" I smack his arm while we walked home from school
"No like seriously your hot" he laughs "you only say that because you're my brother" I cross my arms
"If you talked a little more at school maybe the guys wouldn't be scared to ask you out, like every guy has said at least one thing about you" he raises his eyebrow
"I still think your lying" I roll my eyes, we ran the street walking back into the sidewalk "I'm serious!" He says
"Alright whatever" I say gripping tightly onto my backpack straps.
"I'm so happy School is almost over" he rolls his eyes "same"
We arrived to the house, to flora and my dad sitting on the couch watching a movie.
My brother and I ran upstairs. Both of us slammed on my bed looking at the ceiling, "I'm so tired" he says yawning
I watched his eyes closed, he sent himself to sleep. A few minutes later, I picked myself up walking out the house door completely ignoring my dad
I walked the familiar roads, into the normal green field. These last few days Ethan hasn't come to school, yet Lisa has called me everyday telling me he came down for food, yet didn't talk
I haven't been to the house because, I haven't been worrying about myself leading me to the same thoughts again
It's my fault.
I loved my mother, we all did. We showed her how much we loved her. But we didn't enough .
It hurts to know that someone you loved died for no ones sake.
I sat in the empty field laying down on the grass. I closed my eyes breathing in the fresh air.
I heard a whimper, like someone is in pain. I tried to look past it. Worrying about myself, but I couldn't
I've never been able too.
I look to the side where the noise was coming from, and squinted because of the sun. I saw a boy sitting in the ground with his hands in his face
I get up walking towards the crying boy and sit next to him, I didn't know who it was, yet I felt bad
He didn't notice my appearance because, his head was in his knees
I moved my arms and hugged him from the side, he was a complete stranger yet I felt so connected somehow, like we had the same problems
The boy wiped his face and looked at me.
It was ethan.
His eyes were puffy and his face was almost swollen. He cracked a small forced smile signaling me he was ok
We all knew he wasn't.
"Everything gets better I promise" I lied to him, he was quick to shake his head no
Gabriel: I'm going to the mall, dad and flora left
Lizette: alright, coolI pulled him off the ground, and signaled him to follow me. I walked him down the same road I walked from
I didn't really even want him to talk.
His voice was deep, a little raspy. When I heard it, it sounded like he just woke up. It had a slight crack to it.
I stayed focused on my thoughts I didn't realize he was starring at me.
I arrived to my house. I brought him up to my room, and he sat in my bed. It was almost normal for us not to be talking
I grabbed a paper
L: would u talk to me if you wrote everything down.
I passed the pencil and paper too him, he looked at me and smiled
E: maybe I don't know..
He wrote back quickly
L: you don't have to answer this, what's your reason?
E: that's something that you have to find out Lizette
L: :/ your making this very difficult
E: I'm sorry
L:it's ok you didn't do anything wrong
I looked up at Ethan before passing the paper, and he was at the verge of tears.
He took a piece of paper out of his pocket and laid it on my bed, and walked out of my room.
I grabbed the paper, and followed him out quickly
He walked out the front door, still cryingI didn't even go after him, I'm trying to hard to crack this kid open.
I walked back into the house and open the letter
Dear I'm not sure,
Imagine having to worry when she is going to fall face flat on the floor, and he last words were
"I told you not to"
Or
"You make me so disappointed, why would you say that"So you could just avoid the whole situation by not saying anything at all.
'Oh he is mute' 'what a freak'. ' that's your brother?'
Yet this one girl only seemed to want to crack me open, and seemed to have not given up yet. Her name is lizette.
Shoulder length hair, Brown. Thick , yet thin eyebrows. Nice visual cheekbones, and a skinny figure.
She was tall for most girls, yet she made it look good.
Her personality seemed too mysterious, I always found her day dreaming. Thinking, and thinking.
I hope she knows it isn't her fault.
Her smile was rarely shown, she usually wore skinny jeans, with a hoodie or a t-shirt. She wore the same white converse every morning.
Yet not a smile
She was a top student of the country, strait A's and she never missed a day of school, only one; for me.
When I'm around her I want to speak, I want to hug her so tight and kiss the top of her head and let her cry on my shoulder.
I don't have the courage too. I'm Ethan Dolan, the freak. she is Lizette Montgomery, the most mysterious person yet
How to do you fall head over heels for a person you have never talked to?
Sincerely, Ethan Dolan
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𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 {𝙴.𝙳} 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚍
FanfictionIn which two people struggle to realize it isn't there fault (Not edited!)