#Read if you like: (Share) Mute Love I stood in the handicap stall and unwrapped my sandwich from the plastic. A silent tear rolled down my cheek as I bit softly into the bread and turkey. I couldnt swallow it because there was a lump in my throat. I tossed the sandwich into the toilet and slid down onto the floor. Everyone else was in the cafeteria laughing, talking, and eating the lunch they bought from the school lunch line. I would give anything to be able to get in the line and order my food. To say aloud what I want to eat, rather than being forced to eat whatever was packaged in my little kid lunch box. Im not a little kid. Im just treated like one. I flush the toilet a couple times, forcing the bread and meat to drown in the water. I exited the stall and froze as I saw a couple girls from my grade standing in front of the mirror. One of them says, Look who it is. The stupid girl. What were you doing in there? Puking up your lunch? The other laughs and says, I bet she was. Shes already a mute, she might as well be bulimic too! Then they flipped their glorious long hair and left the bathroom. I run out a few moments after them, careful not to attract any unwanted attention to myself. The tears roll down my face now and as hard as I try, I cant get my vocal cords to carry out sound. I eventually stop running when I reach the end of the hallway. I slide down the wall and land on the hard marble floor with a thud. I run a hand through my hair and try to laugh but I get nothing. After what feels like an hour of silent crying, the bell rings and I stand up just in time to see everyone scurrying out of classrooms to get to their next class. I wipe away my tears quickly with the sleeve of my black sweater. As I walk I remember I must have left my books in the handicap stall. Its too late to get them now. Someone must have found them already, realized they were mine and tossed them in the trash. This thought brings more tears to my eyes and then BAM! I collide into someone. He picks up his books and gives me an angry glare, Watch where youre going, would ya? I blink a few times and shrug. He frowns, Dont you got somethin to say? You know, sorry? I shake my head and cover my face. I cant let some stranger see me cry. I cant let anyone think Im a little kid. I feel a hand grab my wrists and pull them away from my face. The boy smirks, What you cryin for? Im not gonna sue you. I shake my head again and grab my throat lightly. He lifts an eyebrow, What? I breath loudly and frown. How could I get my point across to this guy? He hands me his notebook and a pen and says, Just write it down then. A smile appears on my face and it wont go away. I scribble down words quickly and shove the notebook in his face. He read my words, I cant speak. I am a mute. I am sorry for knocking down your books. Shouldnt you be getting to class? The bell rung then and he laughed, Shouldnt YOU be getting to class? I have a study hall next. They wont miss me. So this is cool. Ive never met a deaf person before. I scrunch up my nose. I yank my ears and give him a thumbs up sign. I grab my throat and shake my head. He laughs again and I begin to melt inside. His laugh is like caramel heavily drizzled over chocolate and vanilla ice cream. Sorry. That was stupid of me. I guess you can hear pretty well, huh? I nod. He sighs, So what are you? Just a silent person? I take his notebook and write MUTE. He says, Youre called a mute? That sounds like it sucks. Why dont I just call you Talker. Ironic, huh? I give him a silent laugh. He smiles at me, which makes his eyes scrunch up, Nice laugh. Seriously. Just then a teacher comes out of his classroom and says, What are you two doing? Get to class. NOW! The boy says, Right away! and takes my arm. We run down the halls together, ignoring the teacher yelling after us, No running! We eventually get to another hallway that is completely empty. The boy smiles at me, Youre really pretty. Has anyone ever told you that? I shake my head no and lick my lips. Why was this guy being so nice to me? He blinks, I kind of want to kiss you right now. My eyes widen. I had never kissed a boy before. No one has ever wanted to kiss me. I just feel like, for a mute girl. Youre pretty loud. Your personality, I mean. Im sorry if saying that was abrupt. Im sure you have a boyfriend. I shake my head no. He smirks, Good. So you dont mind if I do this. He runs his fingers through my hair and places the other on my waist. He laughs that wonderful laugh of his, I could do anything to you right now and you couldnt stop me. I shrug and smile. Hes not wrong. His facial expression became grave and then he pressed his soft lips against my own. I close my eyes. So what if I wasnt invited to sit with people in the cafeteria. So what if I was bullied and called bulimic in the bathroom. So what if that kind of stuff happened on a daily basis. There were people out there that didnt judge me. That didnt treat me like a little kid or a little idiot. And I was kissing one of them who just happened to be extremely cute. He stopped suddenly and laughed, Youre really desperate, huh? Youre funny, Talker. Youre really funny. Youve got a nice face but you know that doesnt mean anything if you cant speak. Words are the soul purpose of life. The way of communication. Youll kiss anyone if it means you get an inch of positive attention, wont you? Youre just a desperate hussy. Thats ok, though. I like girls like you. Ill have a lot of fun with you and youll let me have my fun. Its even better because you cant talk and stop me from doing anything I want. I became expressionless. I snatched his notebook and pen and wrote. He waited for me to finish and then read my words aloud, I thought you were kissing me because you liked me. He flicked my chin, I do like you, Talker. I like you a whole lot. Youre my own personal chick now. Ive gotta get to class. It was nice running into you. Nice...conversation. Then he turned on his heel and left me standing in the hallway alone. I didnt even get his name. #manager By Kelly K.
Posted on: Fri, 24 Jan 2014 07:40:23 +0000
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