Tainted: Listening to the Silence (Book 1)

TWENTY

Firstly, I want to thank two special users that vote for each and every one of my chapters, they don't leave comments but they vote for the chapter as soon as it's out, or almost xD They are KortnieKatastrophe and Jazzie96 :3 You two are part of the people that always make me smile whenever I udpate because about ten minutes after the chapter's out there is a big chance that you both already voted for it, and well the fact that you're following this story so closely makes me feel happy ^^ If I could I would dedicate this chapter to both of you but since I can't I'll mention you both here and dedicate this one to Jazzie96 and then next is for KortnieKatastrophe (going in alphabetical order since you both started reading and voting for this story around the same time :P)

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-> Desyre

Salvador

                Sometimes life was a real piece of shit for long extended periods of time, and I meant it was just pure shit and nothing else. If not I can tell you then that my particular life was real shitty this precise moment. It had always been kind of shitty but lately it had gotten that much shittier, lately being about a week ago.

                I sighed as I made my way to school Monday after Ash broke down, feeling like I hadn’t slept in days. Ash had been awfully quiet for the remainder of Sunday and when Monday’s sun shined up she wasn’t any better. I met Ollie outside of his house and we walked quietly to school. I could always count on him to have some delicacy or some form of decorum when it came to personal matters. He didn’t inquire into what had happened after I left his house and I wasn’t exactly in the mood to tell him either. We got to school and Ollie walked with me to the classroom, picking a pair of seats that were purposefully close. He held my hand as we sat down, like if he let go I would fall apart, which wasn’t all that far from reality, to be honest. I was going to thank him or something, when there was a throat being cleared and we both turned to find a teacher standing there eyeing us.

“PDAs are not allowed in school,” the teacher said eyeing our joined hands.

                I stared at him like he was stupid for a few seconds before letting go of Ollie’s hand.

“But it’s just holding hands. Many couples in school hold hands.”

                The teacher stared at me with a blank look and a raised eyebrow. Of course he didn’t understand a word I’d said because I was talking in sign language and no one in this motherfucking school spoke sign language. So we were back to forcing my boyfriend to talk, great.

“Alright,” he said simply.

                He must’ve known that I was about to protest because he gave me a look telling me to put up with it for now.