Mutism [hood]

Calum

After we ate lunch, we just drove to a hotel. We didn't feel like going back to that hell hole for the rest of the day. I know if I go home, it would get bad.

We didn't mind sleeping in the same bed, it didn't mean anything.

"What do you want to do now?" She asks, picking up the pieces of the board game we just placed.

I like it when she talk, it's just, that voice is what she hates. Why?

"I don't know." I shrug. "We could go down to the lobby and scare people." I suggest. She shakes her head no.

"What do you want to do?"

Bailey just slumps her shoulders, looking down. "I don't know."

"Let's just go for a coffee, I'm really tired but I don't want to sleep!" I complain.

"Sure." Bailey stands up from the floor and grabs her jacket, which has the card to get back in with in it. She opens the heavy door and walks out, me following right behind her.

We take the elevator down to the lobby. She pulls her lip ring between her teeth as she studies the many buttons on the wall before pressing the number one.

*cue the awkward elevator music*

Together we walk out of the building and to the car. We would have walked but the nearest cafe is ten miles from here.

I get in the drivers seat, buckling up and start for the cafe.

It's quiet for the first few minutes, until Bailey says, "You know you can tell me anything, I don't have anybody to talk to really. I don't talk to anyone else if you didn't remember."

I sigh. "It's not that I don't trust you. It's just... personal."

"I'm a person." She says barely audible. She sounds sad, like I had betrayed her.

"It's been a long day." I breathe. For the first time, she's getting on my nerves. Why can't she just let it go? If I told her everything she would probably think I'm insane. Which is why I'm not going to tell her.

"I'm sorry for wanting to know more about you." Bailey whispers. Don't. You. Dare.

"Stop. Do not make me feel guilty for not wanting to tell a complete stranger my story!" I raise my voice. She seems taken a back. I know I know some about her, but it's only been a day since I've known her.

"Please don't start something." She cries. "You sound like my dad!"

"Don't compare me to such asshole!" I scream.

"No!" Bailey looks ahead of us while I am facing her.

"What do you mean no?" I shout at her as she continues to cry. She covers her head and we are met to a smash.

The car shakes. It rolls down into some trees that were blocked off.

Oh, that's what she meant.