Mute

Chapter 12

For the entire day, I feel nervous and scared. Not because of the idiot bully this morning, but because I'm afraid Jacob is going to tell Meg and Cameron. Every time I see him though, he smiles and acts as if he saw nothing. And PE doesn't help at all.

Jacob is really good looking, and don't read into that. All the girls treat me worse because they think we're dating. So the girl's locker room is the perfect place they can torture me. It's gotten to a point where I go straight for a bathroom stall and carry my PE clothes with me. Plus an extra set of clothing and an extra set of workout clothing.

I walk into PE, racing to the stalls as usual. The girls are snickering and I see them talking about something while staring at me directly. I try not to think about it much, as I'm on an important mission. However, I get to them, and the main girl who's been bullying me is blocking one stall with her friends blocking the others. I really don't need this right now. By the way, this isn't the same girl as this morning. I have a bully in my language arts class with another bully in PE with Hunter, who seems to be everywhere I am.

Anyways, the main girl walks up to me acting all tough like in the movies. She doesn't even wait to taunt me for a couple seconds. Her fist connects with my jaw for a millisecond and I'm suddenly on the ground with searing pain riveting through my jaw. I open my mouth wide and close it, making sure it's not broken. I try getting up, but I'm pinned and I roll my eyes at how familiar this is. Can't they come up with new ways to hurt me? Seriously, be creative!

She pushes my hair back and wraps her hands around my throat, squeezing just a bit. Excruciating pain hits my throat and I scream at the pain. But no sound falls out. Tears fall down my face, and my mouth is stuck open, trying to express this pain. My reflexes finally kick in for once in my life, and I kick her in the gut. She lets go of me, falling over to the side and banging her head on the ground. I get up in a second, seeing shocked faces all around me. Gotta use this to my advantage. I see a stall that's open and race in, forgetting my things behind me. I lock the door and close the toilet. Crouching on top of it, I want to make sure they don't grab my feet or something.

I look up and realize they can stand on the next door toilet and pour some water or something on me. I grab the top of the back part for the toilet, and cover my head. My clothes will get wet, but at least my head is covered. They once threw stuff, so I crouch down, covering my important organs with my legs.

I wait for a little bit, seeing the door rattle a few times and I don't dare look up because someone could be watching for the perfect time. Suddenly, all of the shadows move away in a quick shuffle all at once. The bell must've rung. As they scurry off to PE, I wait a good ten minutes to make sure they're not tricking me. I cautiously look up and see nothing but ceiling.

Placing the toilet top back into place, my feet hop off the toilet. My hands reach out shakily for the lock. By kicking her, I've increased my chances of being pummeled to death by about a hundred. The scale is literally a hundred so I must need to leave this country and change my name if I still want to live after today.

I'll get plastic surgery, cut my hair real short, wear a ball cap all the time, and always wear a hoodie. And I can get a mask that changes my voice like Bane! But he's a villain... Nah, maybe after school I can.

I walk over to my backpack to see it on the floor, with all of my stuff half sprawled out with the rest still in the bag. It looks like they stopped midway. The bell probably rung at that point. I pick the rest of my stuff up, but something catches my eye the second I finish. Confusion fills me and I stand up to investigate further. I walk over to the small pile of shirts and realize that they're PE clothes.

I suddenly feel scared. Why would they go to PE in their normal clothes? I take a deep breath and walk towards the exit with my backpack on. I cautiously open the door and see a dead hall. Well of course it's dead, everyone is in class. However, all of the doors are shut and I don't see any teachers or students walking around for the bathroom or something.

Cocking my head, I walk around to try and find someone for help. I walk around a bit of the school, and I finally see someone. I make a move to walk towards him, but he suddenly pulls a gun out of his pocket and shoots at a door.

My instincts kick in and I race towards something, anything to hide in. I find a girl's bathroom and try it. To my luck, it opens and I jump into one of the stalls.

I try and catch my breath, but it hitches when I see something on the ground. Not something, a somebody. I take a big gulp and a shaky breath and take a closer look. All I see are a pair of legs poking out for the stall next door. Their feet face the ceiling and I lean my head down to see their face.

My body jerks back, hitting the toilet, and my hands fly to my mouth. I can't control my breathing anymore and I'm on the verge of a meltdown. I attempt to slow my breathing, but it becomes shaky and I feel like I'm about to faint. My body rattles in fear and I instinctively crawl onto the toilet. I pull my knees to my chest and bury my head in them, silently screaming. My eyes shut tightly, my arms wrapping my knees, my tears creating a waterfall down my cheeks. I can't breathe. Help me.

I look above for two seconds and see a shadow. I take another gulp and stop breathing. I hold it for as long as I possibly can as the shadow lurks in the bathroom for what feels like years. They finally stop in front of my stall and I see the handle rattle. The shadow pulls something out and the lock suddenly falls to the ground. The door swings open. This is it. This is how I'm going to die. On the other side of the door stands a tall young boy. I've seen him around the halls.

He holds a gun in his hands and he already has the thing pointed at me. I look into his eyes, silently begging for him to go away. He cocks his head and smiles at me. A maniacal smile that could have him thrown into an asylum. He lowers the gun and walks towards me slowly. He leans his face in and pets my hair.

With clear pronunciation, he says something that rattles me to the bones. "Speak and I won't kill you. Just one word will do." I purse my lips together, letting the tears fall. He suddenly takes a piece of my hair and jerks my head back, pointing the gun right at my temple.

I have to talk. I have to if I want to live. I open my mouth to say something, but nothing comes out. I'm too scared to even speak at the time I need it most. Finally, I get up enough courage and say something.

"Please." I whisper, hearing only a vibration in my head from the one word. He suddenly throws his head back and lets out a laugh. I imagine it being a cackle. Suddenly, he's grabbed from behind and thrown to the ground. I shut my eyes so tightly, it hurts. Is someone else going to make me speak? Someone grabs my shoulder and I push it away, wanting no one to come near me right now.

I open my eyes to see someone speaking to me. An officer. He holds a gun in his hand and someone comes in. Lucy! My translator. Being so excited to see a familiar face, I jump up and hug her in the bathroom. She hugs back tightly also as she's quite happy to see me alive. The officer speaks again and I turn to Lucy for the translation. "Don't worry. You're okay, ma'am. You're safe now. Did he hurt you?" I'm hesitant to answer. He hurt me mentally by making me speak, but not physically. I shake my head no and he looks relieved.

They suddenly pull out the body from the next door stall. The poor boy looks as if he had no chance. I back up, not wanting to see the body that put me in the panic attack in the first place. I look down in a scared state. That was almost me. The shooter walks by us with handcuffs screaming something. I look to Lucy for translation and she signs hesitantly. "He says that he made you talk."

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Yay, new update! Sorry it took long again, but I just got a job so now I have to balance it out with school. Sorry everyone. I'm on Spring Break though and I'm actually on my break at work right now! I just hope you all understand.

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