*Lauryn's POV*
The girls went home as soon as my dads got back.
How do I know? Well....I woke up from my nightmare to realize I am living a nightmare.
All the voices....they kept calling my name....it's like I could hear everyone's ever said to me followed by this hollow, a-and unspecified voice. It was like a combination of a man & a woman calling me.....over.....and over....and over.....over....o-over.......o...o-over???(Stops Breathing)
(Voice Cracks)
"We're over? Kevin.....over....over.....", I state as my eyes stare at nothing. The darkness covering my room doesn't bother me as my vision breaks its focus. It blurs up as I start to realized that....I fucked up.
(Sobs)
I let the tears drips down my face & onto my pillow as my ears start to clog.
I grab ahold of my messy baby hairs with my sweaty yet cold palms & pull on them.(Breathes)
(Sobs)
(Stops Breathing)
(Breathes In)
(Sobs)
(Stops Breathing)
(Breathes In)
(Holds Breath)
(Breathes Out)
I took a minute to try & control myself as my breathing starts fading.
I stop crying & just stare.
I stare.....at absolutely nothing.
Cause I'm nothing......
"I'm nothing.....I could never be but....nothing....", I whisper aloud.I throw the covers off of me & quickly sit up.
I let my nose run & do not wipe away the tears. My lips start to dry & crack up as well but I do not lick them. My bra strap is slipping off my shoulder but I do not put it back in place.
I slowly get up & start walking towards the door.
I open the door not even stopping it from creaking or worrying whether or not my dads could hear the hinges squeak from their bedroom.
I take my hand off the knob & start walking down the stairs leaving my bedroom door wide open.
I head for the front door.
I unlock the locks & turn the knob to unravel the smell of fresh, cool air & moonlight.
I leave the door open as I started walking across the wet grass in our front lawn to the sidewalk in my bare socks.I head down the block & keep walking. I walk & walk & walk & walk.
To be honest....it felt like nothing. If anything, I can't feel...at all.
I tune out the street noise & ignore the cars who passed by me. Even the late-night joggers & other neighbors on my block. I showed either emotionless stares, as if I'd seen a ghost.I turn from corner to corner until I finally stopped at a huge glass window.
I walk infront of the shop & come face-to-face with flowers. All...kinds...of flowers.Why am I doing this? I know. I don't. Nothing. Remember. Mom. Dads. Mute. Gun. Hospital. Baby. Mental. Kevin—
(Breathes In)
(Breathes Out)
(Glass Shatters)
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Mute || K.A
FanfictionGay dads, no friends, intelligence, creativity, kind-hearted etc. Add muteness to all of this & see the outcome. Did her fate start on a school year? Or does her whole world change in a flower shop?