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The silenced boy
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Ongoing, First published Jun 25, 2016
"What's wrong with your brother don't he know how to talk" Anthony snarls. 
Derrick pushes him away from me. "Oh I'm sorry I wasn't aware it was national ass hole day"  he growls. 
I open my mouth to stop him then I freeze shocked. I almost talked. I
I snap my mouth closed. I grab Derrick and pull him back. 
I show him the no sign. He sighs in annoyance. 
"Just one punch, or three" he begs. 
I shake my head firmly. 'Don't stoop to his level' I sign to him. 
"But it's just one" he whines. I crack a smile 'no'. He signs yes right away. 'Just one' I ask. 
He nods with excitement in his eyes. 
I smirk 'nope' he groans. 'Please baby brother'
'Fine fine, just one but make it hurt'
Derrick cheers and then spins around and slams Marco I'm the nose. 
'Nice one' I tell my grinning brother. 
~•~
Dakota is mute. He wasn't always like this. It started late one night at his father's new 'home'. 

Since that one night he hasn't talked. That was two years ago. Can someone break through his walls.
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