THE QUIET ONE
Prologue-
{Casper's P.O.V.}
Casper grumbled and slapped the snooze button on his black, sleek alarm clock. He stared at the white popcorn ceiling for a while; his light brown eyes blinked every millisecond. He finally got the courage to leave his soft, warm twin-sized bed.
Swinging his long legs over the side of the bed, his mom knocked on the door.
"You awake, sweetie?" Her soft voice comes from the other side of the closed-door.
"Yes, ma'am," Casper responded, sighing as he searched for a shirt to wear.
"Okay. Breakfast is ready when you are," Her voice got fainter as she walked away, down the hall.
Quickly changing into a pale blue shirt with a brown tabby cat's face in a donut on it, he grabbed some black sneakers and his black school bag. He raced down the carpeted stairs and entered the kitchen.
A plate of waffles sat on the table. Casper quickly ate them with syrup, butter and a glass of orange juice.
"Bus is here!" His sister, Allyn, called.
He downed his juice and slipped on his shoes. Saying a quick good-bye to his parents, he jogged after his sister. Allyn was wearing a pale green blouse that made her dark coffee brown, curled hair and dark chocolate-brown eyes pop. Her pants were regular, black skinny jeans.
"Hey, Casper!" His best friend, Ryan, called as he walked down the aisle of the bus.
"Hey, Ryan," Casper smiled, revealing his pearly white straight teeth.
He sat down and looked at Ryan in more detail. His short, scruffy light brown hair tumbled passed his ears and stopped just above the middle of his neck. His green eyes stood out brightly. His plain white tee was matched with khakis.
People laughed and threw paper around the bus. Their bus driver said nothing as they drove to Sunnytown Middle School. Casper laughed along to a joke he didn't hear and nodded to questions that weren't directed towards him.
The bus stopped at some kid's stop and he pulled out a thick book as the kids on the bus got quiet, school in view. He flipped to the page he left off on and quickly finished the chapter as the bus stopped to let them off. Shoving his book in his black backpack, he quickly exited the bus and headed to his first period: P.E.
School flashed before his eyes as he found himself with middle school kids packed into the bus. Casper quickly got the window seat and pulled out his half-finished book. He swiped his tanned hand over the cover and smiled.
Ryan sat next to the dark-haired boy and chatted with his girlfriend, as Casper got lost in his book as the students go off at their stops.
Finally, he got off the bus with his sister and walked down the street to their house. He stopped to get the mail, and brushed his dark black-brown hair aside to see if he got anything.
"Casper!" He heard his sister scream.
He snapped up his head to see his sister's brown eyes wide with terror. Casper turned his head to see a car driving fast, straight for him, the driver slumped over the wheel.
He drove for the ditch, but was too late. The car hit his side, cracking ribs and breaking his left arm. Casper gritted his teeth in pain as it rolled over his paralyzed body. Blood rolled down his face where his head hit the pavement. A searing pain trickled up his body as he tried to get up.
He heard muffled crying from his sister and the pounding footsteps of his parents.
"Stay with me Casper," A soft voice tickled his ears.
The brown-eyed boy looked over to see the tanned face of his father. A tear spilled over on his cheek as he brushed blood from Casper's face so he could see.
"D-Dad, M-Mom, A-Allyn. I-I love you," Casper his voice cracking as the throbbing pain over whelmed his senses.
"No!" A soft voice cried as he closed his tired eyes.
{Allyn's P.O.V.}
Allyn watched as her brother, Casper, was put in the ambulance. He was already dead cold when the paramedics got there. His pale blue shirt with a cute tabby cat in a donut on it was smeared with blood. The side of his head was wet with the sticky red substance and slightly dented from the impact of the fall. Allyn looked away, tears watering up in her eyes again.
The driver was apparently drunk from a recent "family problem", as he stated. My parents didn't care if he was drunk or sober, they just wanted him to be put on trial for killing their son.
Allyn grabbed her brother's book bag that the paramedics left. She slung it over her shoulder and ran back to the house. The dogs sensed something was wrong when Allyn entered the house by herself. They looked behind her to see where Casper was.
The cats sat slumped over, eyes averted from the window. 'Did they see what happened?' Allyn thought as she petted the top of Patch's head, a red-and-white, boastful tom. He looked up with blank pale green eyes they looked almost sympathetic.
She walked into her room, purple and green; her two favorite colors, were painted upon the wall. She sat on her small bed and zipped open Casper's bag. She dug around for the book that he was reading before he got hit.
The book was leather-bound and old-looking, but the pages were in great condition. Allyn opened to the book-marked page and scanned it. She stopped as she read the last paragraph; she covered her mouth with her hand.
"He heard his sister cry out his name as he looked back, a car was driving straight for him, the driver slumped over the wheel. He drived to the side, but screamed out in pain as he got hit, breaking his ribs and left arm. The last words he said before he died were;
"D-Dad, M-Mom, A-Avary. I-I love you," As he closed his eyes, and drifted into a never waking sleep."
Allyn snapped the book closed and set it on her dresser. She laid her shaky hands on her pants, to steady them.
"Is everything okay?" A quiet voice sounded outside of her door.
"Y-No," She started to say she was fine, but she knew her mom would notice.
"I know, that was a stupid question. I just feel like we need another way to ask each other how we feel," He mother smiled, pearly white teeth glinted in the sunlight.
Allyn sighed; her mother was one to try to forget something traumatic after it happened.
"It's okay. I'm just not feeling up to do anything right now," She finally said after a few minutes of silence.
"I understand. I won't be surprised if you don't go to school tomorrow either," She responded, blinking her blue eyes in empathy.
Allyn nodded as her mother walked back down the hall and stairs. She lay on her bed and cried silently, tears wetting her cheeks as they trailed off her face into her hair.
The dark coffee brown-haired girl drifted off to sleep, hoping that today was all a dream.
It doesn't look like it has anything to do with Warriors, but it will in the next chapter. Just a heads up, this story with be darker than my others.
Until next chapter. -Quiet
Disclaimer- I don't own Warriors, just this story.