Tainted: Listening to the Silence (Book 1)

NINE

Not much to say on this chapter xD Just that you're all going to be pretty happy about a little something :P

Hope you enjoy my chapter :3

-> Desyre

Oliver

                We had another date. No not a date. You just made plans to go to the city because he wanted to change the strings of his bass. He just needed someone to drive him to the city nothing else. But then he could ask Mina or Ash to drive him to the city, but he asked me specifically to take him. It was a date. No it isn’t. You just happened to have a car available. But Dust has a car too, why not ask him? It’s a date. No it’s not. Dust lives literally in the other side of the town, and you’re just closer to him. So then it’s not a date, he just wanted a favor. I wouldn’t think of it as any more than just a favor between friends. Right. Then why are you standing in your room right now choosing your best clothes to impress him?

                I was actually doing that and I couldn’t decide between my favorite brown hoodie and my favorite dark blue button up shirt. This had to be what, the fourth weekend in a row that we went out to the city? My parents were starting to get suspicious of me and I swore that I’d tell them tonight about my crush on Sal even though they probably knew already. I finally grabbed the hoodie. I’d be way overdressed if I wore a button shirt and I’d make a fool out of myself, like the first time we went out after his lockdown ended. I put the hoodie and checked myself one last time in the mirror. Who was I kidding? This was so a date for me, just like the other three had been.

“Ollie! Sal’s here!” I heard my mom yell.

                I grabbed my wallet and ran down the stairs. Sal said it was ok but I got the feeling that he felt a little uncomfortable around my mom still. She was mostly over the fact that Sal was mute and was already starting to act like a normal person; the key word here being mostly. She had started to cry right in front of him the first day Sal came to my house after both of our lockdowns ended. Anyway, I didn’t think Sal would appreciate it if I left him alone with mom enough time for her to start crying again. As I got to the living room entrance, I didn’t want to appear like I’d been running, so I checked my clothes and my hair, took a deep breath and entered the living room.

                Right there, standing in the middle of my living room, was the star of my daydreams and other dreams. Sal had been staring at a vase with fresh, recently cut azaleas from the garden. He looked away from the azaleas and into my eyes when I came in. He took me in with his eyes, going from my head to my sweater to my jeans and to my shoes, then made the trip back up. He gave me his lazy smile and waved at me. I couldn’t help but chuckle at that. I waved back at him and made my way over to the doorway, sure that he’d follow me. I grabbed my house keys and pocketed them before grabbing the car keys and opening the door to leave.

“Don’t be back late,” I heard mom yell from the kitchen.

                I looked at Sal and rolled my eyes giving him a small smile. He laughed and followed me to the car. I opened the door for him and let him in before going over to my side and getting in. That wasn’t really done on purpose it was just a habit. A habit I started back in the first of the now four dates, when I noticed he appreciated me doing it. They’re not dates. Oh shut the hell up, they are dates. I turned on the engine and got out onto the street making my way to the city. I turned on the radio and noticed it was still on the music station Sal had left it at the last time he’d been in the car.