The Sound of Silence

The Sound of Silence

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Life is an emotional roller coaster for Mira, a 16 year old who feels like everywhere she goes, something goes silent. As she goes on with life, she sees that there are people that can lift you up and there are others that will put you down. Slowly, she swirls into a suicidal state, and quickly her senses go silent for her, including her sanity. **depression and trigger warning** **art and music used are not mine** Author's note: It's been over a year since I wrote this, and just last night I reread this and I owe an apology to anyone I may have caused harm to. I wrote this in a dark time, and I've changed a lot since then. I might consider unpublishing this work. Please, please if you have any issues regarding your mental health, find someone to can help walk with you through your dark days. Before you read this story, there is a lot of raw emotion and blood. If you won't be able to handle this, please find something else to read. Or, you can read this with someone who can be there if you get sensitive by the content. I hope my readers can cope in healthy ways and find ways of healing safely. With love, Silver
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The first time Mira saw him, he was bleeding. A cold night. A flickering streetlamp. He sat on the curb, knuckles split, blood dripping onto the pavement like ink staining a page. She should have walked away. Should have pretended she didn't see him. But she didn't. Instead, she crouched beside him, her voice soft but steady. "Who did this to you?" He laughed-a low, bitter sound. "Does it matter?" Mira didn't know his name yet. But when their eyes met, something inside her recognized him. Not his face. Not his voice. His pain. Because she had the same kind buried in her bones. --- His name was Riven. And trouble followed him like a shadow. He never spoke about his past. Never explained the bruises. Never asked for help. But Mira saw the anger in his fists, the exhaustion in his shoulders. The war he fought every time he looked in the mirror. And despite herself, she stayed. Even when he told her to leave. Even when his darkness bled into her light. Even when she knew-this would destroy her. --- One night, he showed up at her door, drenched in rain, eyes empty. "I did something bad." Mira's breath caught. "What did you do?" Riven didn't answer. He just looked at her, jaw clenched, chest rising and falling like he was trying to breathe through whatever monster was clawing at his ribs. And she knew. It wasn't just a fight this time. It wasn't just another wound to clean up. He had crossed a line. And now, there were only two options-run, or drown with him. Mira should have been afraid. Should have shut the door, called the police, saved herself. But love made people stupid. So she stepped forward, wiped the blood from his cheek, and whispered, "Then we leave. Together." Because blood runs thicker than water. And love? Love was the thing that made you stay-even when you knew it would kill you.

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