Silence

Chaper 2

Two weeks later on Monday I went to school sore. My back, my neck, and my head was hurting its just i slept so bad last night i could just feel today wasn't my day. As I walked down the hallway I kept my head down while I counted the tiles and watched my feet, but some one got in my way.

I stared at their feet until I realized who's pink sparkled toms they were, it was Brooklyn's, she stared at me with her bright blue eyes and I stared back at her she smiled and I started to laughed. " What's up bitch?" I swear Brooklyn's mouth is so dirty. "nothing much whore" we laughed and she kissed me on the cheek and said "ill talk to you at lunch love" I said okay but my heart really didn't mean it. I liked having her by my side and right now I didn't feel like being lonely.

So I went to my locker to put back some of my books, but a note fell out and so did a condom, I didn't have time for this shit. I slid the note in my pocket with out reading it. I didn't have time because I was already late for algebra2 and the last thing I needed was for Mr.Hoffman to give me more shit. Slamming my locker as loud as a 16 year old girl could, I ran to class without another word.

As I took my books out I started to read the note and it said:

"sorry I forgot to wear this ;)"

Anger and fear struck my heart, I never thought of getting pregnant, I thought "oh god what if I am?", shit my mom would kill me, what would my dad think?, and damn what would David say?.

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It was 12:46 and Brooke will be in the lunch room any minute, she'll be coming from PE and knowing her she's probably in the locker room putting on her makeup. As soon as I get out my own thoughts she slams her tray down in front of me, and she started complaining how Tom brought her the wrong size shoes and then she goes on and on until I stop her.

I look her deep in those beautiful bright blue eyes that I wish I had and say Brooklyn I think I'm pregnant. Her face was unexplainable, it was more of a mix of confusion, fear, and sadness. she looks down at her salad and I seen a drop of water fall on her dressing, all I could hear was a muffled sob she looked up and said "by who" the two words that I feared so much.

"Brooke I can't tell you that" she started to scream "BY WHO!" I grabbed her arm to calm her down then she said "David?" I looked down a nodded no her face again showed the same expression but less sadness and more anger.

She said it one more last time but much more calm "by who?" then I told her my story about how I was raped by Nathan and how he beat me, she cried so hard her eyeliner and mascara drained down her face like paint and I just couldn't help but crying too.

Brooke walked me home and kissed me on the cheek goodbye she said she'll call me when she gets home, so I waved goodbye and closed the door and once again I'm alone.

I laid down and looked at my phone, I just got a text and it was from Nathan it said "didn't I tell you to keep you damn mouth shut? well now it doesn't matter because this time I won't make you accountable for your own fucking mistakes."

What does that mean? I called Brooklyn to check on her and she answered (thank God) the whole time we talked she kept bringing up things like signs of pregnancy and baby names, so I told her that I was tired and I that I would see her tomorrow morning, she agreed and we both hung up.

I looked in the mirror and stuck out my stomach, I frowned and ran to the bathroom I had this horrible urge to throw up and I just had to relieve my self.

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I heard the doorbell ring and I ran as fast as I could because I knew who it was, I opened the door and I jumped on him "MICHAEL I MISSED YOU SOOOO MUCH" "I missed you too little sis" and he kissed me. Michael just came back from the army and I hoped that today is the last day that he has to come home from the army again ever so he can always stay right here by my side and make up for lost time.

"Co'Mon Michael dinners in the kitchen"

" hold on let me get changed".

Dinner was long and awkward, the only one talking was my mom and all that dad did was stare at Michaels new tattoo on his arm, and I sat quietly poking at my food while everyone but me talked. After dinner Michael and I cleaned up, he was telling me about the things he did in training and what kind of guns he owns. It sounded pretty interesting I just wish I knew what a

•Glock 22

•Remington 1911 R1S

•Colt Model (N) 1908

•Smith & Wesson 30-1

•Taurus Model 85

•EAA Windicator

•Mossberg 500

•Winchester 1400 MK II

•Marlin 60

•Sccy CPX-2

•Ruger Target 22/45 MKIII

Those were the guns my brother talked about having and wanting, and those were the guns I knew nothing about. That night Michael and I stayed up and talked for hours about the past and the present even our sister aria who's in college, it was nice to speak my mind and not be judged because Michael would always understand.

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Once I brushed my teeth and put my hair into a ponytail, I got into bed and turned off the light. Only two steps away from falling asleep I hear my awolnation ringtone, my eyes pop back open and I started singing the song.

"This is how an angel dies

I blame it on my own supply

Blame it on my A.D.D. baby"

It took the song to say "sail" before I answered my phone, in a tired voice I said "hello" it was Brooklyn's mom.

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-Michaela :{D