Hello everyone. I know it's been a while since I've updated anything, but I really didn't have any time in the last few weeks. You could ask my friends or my family, I seriously didn't have any time to do and updating. I had three projects going and I had to work and go to karate all week. So I wasn't exactly home and able to do stuff. Lol. Well this is the second chapter, and I'm really starting to enjoy writing this story. :D:D Thank you all to those who have read and reviewed. That also makes me very happy. Well, enough chit chat, here's the new chapter. :D:D
Unexplainable
I spent most of my tech class getting to know Silas. Well… more the other way around since he was asking me, and I asked when I had the chance. He was different… really different. He told me he didn't like ice cream and popcorn, which were basically my favorite foods. He said he didn't like pop either.
"How can you not like pop?" I asked with disbelief.
"The last thing I need is a caffeine or sugar rush. Trust me, it's not a pretty sight," Silas laughed as he clicked his mouse.
"Then what do you like?"
"I can't tell you that now can I?" he said with a small smirk, his eyes becoming slightly darker.
"I don't see why not," I mumbled, not meaning for him to hear.
There was a small laugh of amusement from him.
"Because if I told you, you'd run away from me. That is something I don't want to have you do."
"I can run away any time I feel like it," I scoffed.
"I believe you can run away, but the question is; can you out run me?"
'Someone sure seems a little cocky about that.' My eyes glanced at the clock on the computer screen. There was only about five minutes left of class, so there was no point in really staying on anymore. I saved my work and logged off my student number.
"So where do you plan on going for lunch?" Silas's voice brought me out of thought.
"The cafeteria. I'm sure you don't want to go there," I told him.
"I'm sure I wouldn't mind a bunch of girls staring at me while I'm with you," he laughed slightly.
I sighed inwardly just before the bell rang and got to my feet to go to my locker which was basically right across the crowded hallway. When I made it across the hallway, I didn't realize Silas was right behind me and I backed into him. 'Damn it! Why do I only have to run into him?!' I yelled at myself with frustration. I felt him hands take hold of my shoulders and he rested his head against mine.
"What are you doing?" I asked him, both slightly confused and upset.
I didn't know that the hallway was nearly empty, that no one was watching.
"You smell nice," Silas replied quietly, in a different tone of voice.
His gentle voice was almost alluring, getting me to want to stay where I was. 'No, I can't do this! He's too close and I don't like it…It's too close…' His cold pale skin pressed against the side of my head and I was surprised that he felt that cold.
"Yeah, well I'm sure there are a bunch of people who smell nice," I stated coldly, trying to get out of his hold.
Silas unwillingly let me go, with an unsure look on his face. It looked like he was debating something, something really hard to accomplish an answer.
"Hi Faye," Amanda said from the stairway, walking towards us.
"Oh, hey Amanda," I said quietly, looking away from Silas.
'He basically just hugged me… What is wrong with him?'
"Um, I have some homework to do during lunch, so I can't go to the cafeteria with you," Amanda explained with apology.
'What?!' My eyes widened in coldness, not because I was mad, but because I didn't want to be stuck with Silas on my own.
"Yeah, alright. I understand. I'll see you later then," I said, forcing myself to smile.
"See you," Silas said after, smiling gently at her.
Amanda blushed before going back upstairs to the library on the second floor.
I grabbed my back pack from my locker and shut it forcefully with anger. 'God damn it all!' I growled in my head, picturing myself pummeling Silas into the ground. Turning around and looking at his with my own undecided eyes, I saw he looked apologetic.
"Do you want me to leave you alone for the rest of the day?" Silas offered with sad, dark red eyes.
'Look at him. He's so perfect, every feature: his hair, his eyes, his own smell… He's so perfect, especially when he's hanging around a freak like me…' I covered my eyes with my bangs fully, not letting him see them.
"Why… Why are you hanging around me like this anyway? No one hangs around me. They barely even talk to me and I like it like that. But what's making you hang around me?" I asked quietly, becoming aware of my state of anger.
"Does someone need a reason to want to stay by someone?" Silas asked with true curiosity.
"For that someone being me, then yeah."
He thought about it for a moment, not students in the hallway to see us standing there with each other.
"I have to know. Why, out of all the people in this school, did you want to hang out with me? What makes me to special?" I asked, looking at him.
"You, Faye, are very interesting to me. I would like to know why you looked so upset yesterday, and why you are so upset now," Silas laughed slightly with a small smile.
'I'm interesting to him?' My hands tightened on the strap of my back pack.
"I'm upset because this bothers me, and what bothers me pisses me off," I stated coldly, about to walk around him to go to the cafeteria.
Silas laughed again at my words. He sounded so pleased when he laughed, so happy that I could barely take it.
"Laugh all you want. I'm going to eat," I grumbled, walking to the hallway on the right.
'All he does is laugh at me. What's the point? I can't believe I told him all that stuff about me…' I mentally punched myself over the head for being so stupid.
"Are you trying to avoid me now?" Silas wondered with amusement.
He was walking beside me without any effort.
"I'm not avoiding, I'm hungry. So excuse me while I go eat," I told him coldly.
"I'm in your next class too, and I know that the only open seat is beside you," he told me.
I sighed in defeat, my anger finally deciding to fade. Silas was right. The only seat in my History class was beside me.
"Look, I'm sorry but I'm not good enough to be friends with someone like you," I said quietly as I walked on.
"No good enough? What the heck are you talking about?" Silas asked, actually serious.
"You're perfect and I'm imperfect. You can't gain anything there," I replied.
"Now you see… that's where you're wrong. I want to know you better, and to truly know you, is to become friends with you," he said with a sincere, gentle smile.
I once again sighed in defeat. 'How is he like that? How can he win me over like that?'
When we walking into the cafeteria, most of the girls stared at us immediately. They saw what was wrong with the picture, but were hoping that Silas and I had just come in together on a coincidence. The silence started to pound in my ears, making me on the verge of freaking out. 'I hate silence, I hate silence… This is so horrible…'
"It's alright Faye, they're not judging you, they're judging me," Silas said quietly into me ear.
"I know who they're thinking has a problem, but they're staring and they're quiet…"
'I can't do this…' That was when I snapped.
"Take a picture, it'll last longer!" I growled at them before grabbing a table.
The older students, grade 11 and grade 12, thought I was an idiot, though I knew some and they knew me. The grade 10's knew me better, thought I had an anti-social life problem. The grade 9's, well… they just thought I was insane. The talking started up again and Silas took a seat on the other side of the blue table.
"Does silence really bother you?" he asked me with a rather mocking smirk.
"So what if I don't like silence or people staring at me? I'm not the one who's staring at all of them," I hissed, still edgy.
"No need to get upset," Silas said, raising his hands in a calming gesture, "I was only wondering."
"I don't know what sets it off. I guess it's because when I was younger my parents would go somewhere with my brother and I would be left alone at home. At night I used to get scared when I heard sounds, so I always listen to music when I sleep," I explained solemnly as I pulled out my little container that had pickles and summer sausage in it.
Silas was quiet for a moment, thinking on what he had just heard as if it was some sort of joke. The one think that made my thoughts of him laughing change, was the serious expression on his face.
"So they left you at home and took your brother with them places?" he asked me, completely serious, as if he were angry.
I laughed slightly at how serious he was about it.
"It's not what you think Silas. I didn't want to go where they were going, so I just stayed home," I said with a small smile.
"Alone?" he asked me, incredulous.
"Yeah, pretty much."
"You obviously don't enjoy being left alone," Silas stated, noticing my solemn tone from before.
'Alone… The eternal void of nothingness…'
"I didn't want to ruin their fun, so I might as well have stated home. I'd rather see them happy than see myself happy and not them," I explained as I pulled out of a Coke from my bag.
I knocked my knuckles off the top a few times before opening the can and taking a sip. 'Happiness is out of my reach. I have fun, and can be happy at certain times, but real happiness is far off for me.' Placing my can on the table, I looked at Silas's red eyes. They seemed to be considering something, deciding something very important.
"So what about you? Are you ever left alone at home?" I wondered absentmindedly.
I had seen the expression change in his face, in his eyes. He seemed to have an answer to his unsolved dilemma.
"I have been left alone for a long time now," he said with an amused smirk.
'There's an inside joke in there somewhere…'
"What happened to your family?" I asked before eating some summer sausage."
"You could say I was separated from my parents a while back," he laughed in his own amusement, making his dark hair hang forward.
"Is that something you should be laughing about?" I wondered with confusion.
"It is if you were me. You'll see sometime soon," Silas said with a gentle smile.
Somehow, that smile made me get lost in him. Silas seemed so perfect from where I sat. When I was finished eating, silence fell over the two of us and the bell rang for third period. History was something I could always look forward to. That and Art, which had been the previous semester. I didn't know why I could always look forward to it, but guessed that it was because I sat in the back and could draw in my sketchbook.
Upon taking my seat, I saw Silas walk in the room and talk to the teacher, Mr. Broomfield. The teacher nodded in agreement and pointed to the seat beside me. Silas smirked slightly before taking his seat.
"What did you tell him?" I wondered, pulling out my sketchbook.
"That I didn't want to be introduced again. Twice in the day is enough for me," he said with a smile.
'Yeah, I'd be annoyed too.'
"Alright, today we'll be starting to learn about World War 1," Mr. Broomfield started.
I heard a small laugh from Silas, though it was close to silent. 'What's he laughing at?' Tossing the thought aside, I began to draw in my book. I drew the outlining of a face, followed by the nose to figure out my positioning for the rest of the face.
"We'll start out with a movie about Propaganda," Mr. Broomfield said as he pulled the TV over and turned it on.
'Yes! A Movie! I love it when we watch movies!' I thought happily. The lights were turned off and the movie started to play. It wasn't over when the bell rang, and I was released to math class, the worst subject for me this semester. Science was by far the worst subject ever, the one I hated most. Math I was just bad at, with trigonometry and stupid quadratic equations.
I made it to class before Kenzie, like I usually did, and placed my books on my desk. 'Silas was quiet all lunch. He must have really taken my words about being alone to heart. Either that or he's upset with me…' The thought of him being upset with me kind of bothered me. Deep down, I didn't want him to be mad at me.
"Hey," Kenzie's voice brought me out of thought, "What's wrong? You look like the time you started going out with Kyle."
That was a mistake on her part.
"You did not just bring that up," I nearly spat.
"I'm sorry, but he made you so much happier," she said as she was about to sit down.
I pushed her chair in so she couldn't. 'How can she say something like that?' I was mad, and she was going to know that.
"Come on Faye," Kenzie whined slightly.
"Take it back," I demanded.
"What? Why?"
"Take it back now!" I demanded again.
She didn't reply and I got to my feet as the teacher came in the room. I wasn't going to sit in class with that discussion around.
"I'm not feeling well, may I please be excused?" I asked, losing some edge to my voice.
"Of course Faye."
"Thank you," I said before going outside the room and down to the first floor to my locker.
My back pressed against my locker and I slid to the floor. 'How could she bring that up? After two years…' Kyle was a touchy subject for me, Kenzie should've known that. We went out for five years, from grade three to grade eight. There was until he moved away and we had to break up. It was over the phone, about a week before he moved. We didn't know what to do, so we just broke up. I had never admitted to anyone, not even myself, how I sometimes missed him. Though during Kyle's last week in Cobourg, he already had a new girlfriend. That was what always pissed me off and made me not miss him.
"Jerk," I whispered, remembering him as I got to my feet.
Opening my locker, I grabbed my backpack and opened it slowly.
"What are you doing?" a voice asked from behind me.
I jumped at the sound and turned around to see who it was. 'Silas…'
"Going home," I replied quietly, rather than depressed.
"Now why are you doing that?" he asked me with concerned eyes.
His dark brown hair was hanging down as he looked at me with those red eyes. I didn't want to look away from his pale face.
"Because I don't feel like staying here right now," I replied honestly, not in a stubborn enough of a mood to lie.
'I only want to go home and think, possibly draw and listen to music… I'm sure that might make Cubbie happy.'
"Then I'll come with you," he said with a gentle smile, "There's no reason why you should have to walk home on your own in a town like this."
'A town like this? I never thought Cobourg was a bad town…There's nothing really wrong with it…'
"What do you mean? There's nothing wrong with this town. It's just a little boring. Toronto though, that definitely has something wrong with it." I said with a shrug, turning back to my bag.
"Yes, Toronto is more dangerous, but you never know when someone crazy drops by," Silas laughed slightly, "So I'll give you a ride."
I stopped for a second, thinking about his words. 'How can he drive? We're in grade ten… He must have been held back a grade or something…' Shrugging it off, I closed my bag and locked my locker.
"Why are you leaving?" I asked him.
"Same reason as you," Silas said with a small smirk.
Together we went out the front doors, not bothering to sign out. Out teachers knew, so that was good enough. The sun wasn't out, which was sort of a good sign. We walked up to a black car. I didn't know what kind, but it had to be one of the newer versions.
"What's the matter? Never seen a shiny car before?" Silas asked me with a smirk on his face as he opened my door for me.
I hadn't realized that I had stopped. 'How does he have such a new car?'
"I've seen shinier," I said bluntly before getting in the car.
Silas walked around to the driver's side and got in swiftly, perfectly.
"I really wish you wouldn't be so cold," he said with a pout.
"You wanted the truth didn't you? Or did you want me to lie and say you car was the shiniest in the whole world?" I wondered sarcastically.
Silas laughed with a gentle smile before starting the car. The engine was rather quiet and the stereo came on with just a local radio station.
"So how do you like Cobourg?" I wondered, trying to make conversation.
'That's a lame question…' My eyes were looking out the window, watching different things pass by, like the local library. Silas's hands gripped the steering wheel with some agitation.
"It's a nice place to live. I like it, though it would be better if my brother wasn't here with me," he replied.
"You have a brother?" I wondered.
Silas let a small growl escape his teeth. 'He must not get along with his brother then. Either that or it's a really bad case of sibling rivalry.' I turned my head to completely look at Silas.
"He's… older than me by a few years," he explained, "Which way?"
"Just go straight," I replied as we reached a set of lights.
'Definitely sibling rivalry.'
"But, one thing that makes it better, is that I got to meet you, Faye," Silas said with a gentle, alluring tone.
"How does that make it better?" I asked, highly doubtful as I watched the road.
We went down the long street and I saw the house nearing.
"It's right there," I pointed out.
The car pulled into the driveway, taking the spot in front of the garage. I undid my seat belt and opened the door to get out. A hand grabbed my wrist gently and pulled me back in the car.
"You make this place better because interested in you. Faye, you have a wonderful personality, so full of life and enjoyable. I haven't had an enjoyable time for the past few years until I met you," Silas explained gently, pulling me a little closer to him.
"I'm sure lot's of people smell nice, or look nice, or are more interesting," I scoffed.
"No one compares in that for me against you," he whispered, resting his head against my shoulder.
I froze, not sure on what to do. I was actually blushing as his forehead rested against my neck. 'His skin is so cold…' I snapped out of my daze and took my hand back before pulling away slightly.
"You shouldn't feel that way about me. Happiness is too far away for me, and if you say stuff like that, then it will give me hope give me hope that maybe I could find my happiness," I said solemnly, "But I should know better… That hope will just be taken away from me, so I won't even try."
It had happened to me too many times where my happiness meant nothing compared to someone else's. I had given up on trying to become truly happy and settled with what I had.
Silas looked at me with both worry and wonder. It looked like he was deciding something again. I looked away from the face that I enjoyed so much, the one that was starting to give me hope.
"I should be the one talking about lost happiness. If I give you hope, then maybe I could bring you your happiness," he suggested.
"No," I whispered, shaking my head slowly," I'll see you Monday."
This time he shut the car off and got out of the car as well. He was beside me, taking my hand to help me up. 'I only want to go inside and play some video games…'
"What if I don't want to leave you alone again?" Silas asked with his gentle voice, his dark red eyes still deciding.
"I have the dog. Besides, everyone deserves some time to be alone once in a while," I said quietly.
He gave me a rather hurt look and let go of the hand he was holding. I hated how sad he looked. I didn't intentionally mean to hurt him, but I guess tat just happened. 'Damn, this is so hard!'
"I'm sorry, I really am if I just hurt you, but I only want to be alone right now…" I trailed off, trying to think on what to tell him.
'I can't tell him the truth…'
"You can tell me Faye," Silas said gently, brushing my bangs to the side to see my eyes clearly.
They only fell back in front of my eyes.
"No, I can't tell you," I whispered, shaking my head.
I didn't really know what was bothering me, and decided it didn't really matter. 'Is it that whole Kyle thing that's bothering me? Or is it the fact that he's so perfect and I'm not…'
"It's not your fault Silas…" I whispered, avoiding his gaze.
"I understand. Nothing that concerns me, right?" he laughed slightly, "So I'll see you on Monday?"
"Yeah, I'll see you later."
With a worried look on his face, Silas went to his car door and got inside. I went around the small corner and opened the door. 'He looked so sad when I told him I wanted to be alone… Why does that bother me so much?' The dog came running and I let him out, attaching the long leash to his collar. It was tied to a stake in the ground, so he couldn't run away.
"I want popcorn and to watch Advent Children," I groaned to myself as I walked up the four steps to the kitchen.
Opening the cupboard, I opened a bag of popcorn and put it in the microwave. The door to the house opened and my mom came in.
"Faye, why are you home early?" my mom asked me with half a sigh.
'She's not in a good mood today…'
"I wasn't feeling too great, so Silas gave me a ride home," I replied quietly, not really looking towards the small stairway.
"Who's Silas?" she asked me.
"He's that new student, the one I ran into yesterday. He's in two of my classes so we talked and he left school too, so he gave me a ride," I explained with a shrug, watching the timer on the microwave.
"Why don't you ask him out?" she asked me.
'She did not just…' I clenched my fists.
"Excuse me?"
"You seem to like him, so why don't you ask him out?" my mom suggested, obviously tired of me always being on my own.
I couldn't believe on what she was suggesting me to do.
"I can't do that!" I replied in frustration.
"And why not?" she pushed on.
'I can't believe her!'
"You don't understand mom. I just can't."
The microwave beeped as a sign that it was done and I opened the door. 'She doesn't understand, just like always. She never understands…' Pouring the popcorn into a bowl, I went to my dark blue room and put in my Advent Children movie and turned it on. I sat down in my bean bag chair and ate popcorn as the movie played, watching Cloud kick Kadaj's butt.
"I said I would live out both our lives… It was easy to make that promise," Cloud said solemnly as he stared at his friend's old sword stuck in the ground.
'Poor Cloud… I wanna make him feel better, just like I want to make Silas…' The movie continued and I sat in my room for over an hour before Sephiroth, the main bad guy, showed up.
"On your knees. I want you to beg for forgiveness," Sephiroth said as a building was falling down behind him.
'Beg for forgiveness?' The rest of the night passed slowly, eating frozen fish, fries, and macaroni and cheese for supper. After supper, I went back to my room and watched another movie, Van Helsing.
"Good night Faye," my dad said, opening the door at eight o'clock.
"See you tomorrow dad," I yawned.
My door was shut and I closed my eyes to fall asleep.
That night, I had the dream from the night before. I was walking down the street, wearing my yellow 'World Industries' shirt and my black cargo pants. The noises were the same that attracted me to the alley way. Only this time, instead of just seeing Matt Daniel, I sad the face of the person who had their hand cover over his mouth.
"Silas," I whispered, seeing his dark brown wavy hair that seemed to be always wet.
As Matt fell to the ground, Silas looked at me with his pleased face, a little blood on his lips. He smiled so pleasantly and I woke up with shock, almost fear. It had been a long time since I could consider a dream a nightmare that scared me. That dream, for whatever reason… scared me. My eyes wandered to the clock and it was ten in the morning on a Saturday. 'No wonder I woke up…' With a groan, I sat up and opened the curtains to see outside.
"Great," I whispered, "Another cloudy day."
I let the curtains close and got off my bed to go have a shower. 'Mom and dad are at work again…' Grabbing my CD player, I went across the hall to the bathroom and plugged it in, turning it on and hitting play. 'Maybe I should go for a walk today, down the path. That might help me think a little bit better.' I went to my room to grab my clothes for the day, finding my yellow shirt and black cargo pants something I felt like wearing, even after my so called dream.
After a hot shower, I went to the kitchen and saw a note on the table from my mom.
It said:
'Faye. Today was Cubbie's hair appointment. I took him there this morning, just incase you were wondering where he was. Have a nice day!
Love Mom.'
"Even better, I get to spend the day alone," I said sarcastically, going down the three steps, around the corner, and down another step to the porch.
I put on my blue shoes, not bothering with a coat. For a cloudy day, it was pretty warm, warmer than usual. 'It'll probably rain today… But I guess that's better than just clouds. At least that way the sky is actually doing something.' I grabbed my house key and shut the locked door. I walked silently through my back yard to the field behind a long row of ten year old pine trees. My green eyes looked out across the field as the wind gently blew the long grass and weeds.
"Why does it seem so much emptier today?" I wondered to myself, seeing the gloomy mood of the field.
I began to walk across the long field, not caring that it was slightly chill. 'Maybe mom was right last night… Maybe I should ask Silas to do something me… But it would be so hard to do. I couldn't do something like that… Not again.' Without realizing it, I had already walked through the field and was walking down the path, nearing the river. It was just a creek with a bridge, not a sturdy bridge enough one to hold a car, but sturdy enough to hold a four wheeler with three people on it. On my way down the hill, a thorn bush brushed against me, scratching my cheek and across my right arm.
"Damn it that hurt," I hissed, putting a hand to my cheek.
The cuts weren't that deep, at least not all of them. There were some that burned more than others, but they all drew blood. 'What's that sound? Is something running around here?' There was the soft sound of foot steps on the ground. I quickly darted around when a deep growl caught my ears. 'Oh god…' There stood a dark grey wolf, one of the few in the area. Usually there were coyotes, but wolves were there too, just not as many.
"Damn," I whispered.
I could tell by the look in its eyes that it was hungry. The fact wouldn't have bothered me, if only I wasn't the one bleeding.
End of Chapter 2
Hello again. :D:D I really hope that you all enjoyed that little cliff hanger. :D:D I really don't use those enough any more. Lol. I should. Well, I worked hard on this chapter, spent most of my snow day trying to get it up before I have to go away for March Break. :D:D Lol. I'll try to update tonight as well, though I don't know which story. :D Lol. Well please R&R and I'll try to update as soon as I can.
