Speechless //Ricky fanfic//

Chapter 1

~Taliha's P.O.V. 5 years earlier~

I walked into my father's room. It was storming outside and I was scared so I decided to go sleep in my father's bed. As I approached his door I could hear moaning that sounded like a lady. I slowly pushed the door open as I listened, confused at why another woman was in my father's room. As I stood there, hiding from them the door accidentally opened more, light from the hallway shining in his room.

"What's that?" The woman said as I gasped and covered my mouth, being quiet. Suddenly it was eerily quiet then, WHAM! My father's door slammed open, the tall figure of him standing in front of me. I looked up at him, then back at the lady. The lady smirked, speaking to me.

"Go to bed, sweetie. Me and your father are doing something." She said as she pulled the covers over her chest. My cheeks flushed red as I glared at the woman as I spat at her, "Don't call me sweetie, you're not my mummy!"

The next thing I remember is feeling a intense pain across my cheek and my father's loud voice yelling at me, "Don't ever talk to her like that again."

~Taliha's P.O.V. present time~

I woke up from that memory, sweat running down my face as I remembered my father's words, "Don't ever talk to her like that again." After that night I never did talk to my father's new wife like that again, nor did I ever talk again. I sighed and got up out of bed, slowly getting up and dressed. I stood in front of the mirror and looked at my reflection. As I stood in front of the mirror I could hear my father stumbling around upstairs. I sigh and shake my head, thinking to myself, "today's gonna be a long day..."

I walked out of the bathroom, my bangs hanging in my eyes as I go and lay back down on my bed. I stared at the ceiling when I heard a knock on the door. "Who could that be at 9 in the morning? " I thought as I got up and walked downstairs. I fixed my Bring Me The Horizon shirt as I answered the door. As I slowly looked up, my mouth dropped open. Ricky Horror stood in front of me.

~Ricky's P.O.V.~

I stood in front of my broke down car with my dead phone in hand. I Shook my head as I walked to the nearest house. It was a nice house, big in size with an expensive car in the driveway. It must belong to a rich snobby family. I walk up the steps and knock on the door, my green eyes searching the house. I heard the door click and I smiled as the door opened.

A girl about 18 opened the door. I waited for the screaming to come, but it never did. She wore a Bring Me The Horizon shirt, ripped skinnie jeans, and her long multi-coloured hair was hanging down her back in ringlet curls. She was just stunning.

"Hello, love. I'm Ricky Horror. "I spoke softly to her, smiling a cheeky smile. Her mouth, that had dropped open when she saw me, slowly closed, "May I borrow your phone? My car broke down and my phone is dead."

The girl nodded and ran up the stairs, her curls flying behind her as she ran up the stairs. I waited for her as she came back down, a old razor phone in her hand. She handed it to me as I smiled, taking it and dialing Devins number. It started to ring and then he answered it. I could hear moaning in the background. I groaned and facepalmed myself.

"Oh my God, Devin. Do you really have to answer while your having sex?!" I exclaimed. He didn't reply so I hung up, showing the girl a apologetic smile as I called Chris. He answered on the first ring.

"Hello?" He said, his voice sounding heavy with sleep.

"Hey, it's Ricky. My car broke down. Can you come get me?" I asked. After he agreed I gave the girl back her phone. I smiled and winked at her, "What's your name, beautiful? " I asked. She grabbed a piece of paper, writing on it.

"I'm Taliha. I'm sorry, but I can't speak. " she wrote, I nodded and smiled. "That's a lovely name for a lovely girl." She blushed and bit her lip as she looked away. "Uhm, may I have your number?" I asked. "I'd like to get to know you better." She blushed more, scribbling her number on a piece of paper. I smiled and took it from her. I looked at her then I heard a deep voice.

"TALIHA, WHERE ARE YOU?!" Said a drunken voice. Taliha's face paled as she slammed the door. I looked at the door, confused. I slowly walked down the steps, walking to my car. I waited for Chris who soon arrived to pick me up.

~Taliha's P.O.V~

I slammed the door quickly, running to the stairs. As I started to go up them, I felt my father's hands around my neck, pushing me against the wall.