𝚆𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙻𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜

𝚃 𝙷 𝙸 𝚁 𝚃 𝚈 • 𝙴 𝙸 𝙶 𝙷 𝚃

𝙌𝙪𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙮 𝙋𝙤𝙫

𝙹𝚞𝚕𝚢 𝟷𝟼, 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟸

I sniffled as I watched them talk to each other. Their mouths moved but I couldn't hear a sound. Nothing. It was less than quiet. It was something I couldn't describe even if I tried. I really couldn't hear shit, like really. I can hear my thoughts, the voice in my head but that's all. When I try to speak, nothing comes out. It feels like every word is on the tip of my tongue but I can't bring myself to get it out.

The doctor released me to go home about thirty minutes ago. He told me, well...he wrote it down and I read it. Not to move around and to stay off my leg for a bit. It was the first part of my body to come into contact with the car that hit me. I was just so pissed off at Ree, I didn't pay enough attention and got hit by a damn car.

Surprisingly, my leg didn't break and it doesn't really hurt as bad as I feel like it should. Even then, the doctor just wants to be safe about everything. I already can't fucking hear or make words. He said that I've gone mute because I hit my head, causing brain trauma. He also told me that it's undetermined when I'll go back to normal and that it should all come back to me naturally. He said I shouldn't force anything and that if something feels wrong, I should come back to the hospital.

Ree helped me grab all of my stuff before we headed outside to this nice ass car. My eyes almost popped out of my head at how luxurious it was. It was like looking at car porn. I guess she noticed my facial expressions and decided to write me a message down really quick;

𝗛𝗮𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝗮𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂, 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗻𝗶𝗰𝗲 𝗮𝘀𝘀 𝗰𝗮𝗿 𝗮𝗶𝗻'𝘁 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗲.

Ohhhh. Makes sense. I wasn't knocking the fact that it was her car, just admiring how beautiful the car itself looks. I nodded my head at her note and made sure she knew I understood her. After that small interaction, I watched silently as she put my crutches in the backseat. She pushed my wheelchair up to the passenger side of the car and picked me up to put me inside. She was really careful about it, not wanting to cause me any further discomfort. Lastly, she buckled my seatbelt and put the wheelchair in the trunk.

The ride was obviously silent as fuck. I could only feel the wheels of the car scraping up against the ground as we drove. I could feel a steady beat coming from the car speakers. I felt tears burning in my eyes. This is going to be harder to deal with than I thought. Suddenly, I felt sorry finger pads wiping away the tears that fell. I looked over at her and she was just glancing from the road and back to me. I could tell she wanted to say something to me but we both knew I wouldn't understand her.

When we made it back to her brother's place, I could really start to see how this whole mutism thing was taking a toll on Ree. I'm still having a hard time wrapping my mind around the whole situation myself but it seems like it's worse for her. I know she's literally been breaking her back to take care of both me and her brother.

I find life to be very unfair. That shit will kick you while you're already down, for sure. My mind started to wonder about all the things I wouldn't be able to hear for a while. I can't hear her say my name. I can't hear her beautiful laughter. I can't listen to her and be her shoulder to cry on. I can't hear the little shit that made me fall in love with her, again. The small things have always mattered the most to me.

Like I can't even hear her moan or hear how good I make her body feel. I can't hear how wet it gets, nothing. And even though we haven't done anything sexual since we started talking again, it was eating me alive to not hear those things. Imagine not being to hear your lover when y'all make amazing love. That shit is n—