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Okay I'm done with my rant now on to thanking all the readers out there.

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Enjoy the next chapter in Silence.

Delia's POV

I was mindlessly watching TV, when I heard a knock on the door. I figured it was one of the guys, because Mal would just open the door and scream that she was home. I got up and made my way toward the door. When I opened it, there were Jake and Quil both looking at me with confused expressions on their faces. Quil looked down at my hand that was in the brace.

"So it's true, you really did slap Embry across the cheek," Quil said.

I nodded my head and opened the door for them. They made their way toward the living room, while I made mine toward the kitchen to grab three sodas for us. I handed them each one and I sat down while they looked at me waiting for me to explain what happened.

I grabbed my laptop from the coffee table and started typing. Since I was just using my fingers to type I thought no harm could come to my hand. My fingers danced across the keyboard with everything that happened. When I was done I pushed my laptop over to the boys. I watched as their eyes read every single line. I watched their expressions turn from anger to sadness and then finally to shock at how everything went down.

"Wow, Del, I didn't know you had it in you," Jake said.

I feigned a shocked expression and I watched as my two friends cracked up laughing. I got up from my chair and sat between them and started typing again.

"Well after Mal, heard what happened, she decided to go find Embry and give her a piece of her mind," Quil answered my question.

I started typing again and waited for them to read what I was trying to say.

"Well we didn't think it was a good idea either, but you know Mal, once she gets her mind set on something there really is no way in stopping her," Jake replied.

"Yea, not to mention she really is scary when she's mad," Quil added. I shoved him and he just laughed. I started typing again directing my question at Jake.

"Bella's doing better than the last time you saw her. She convinced me to help her rebuild some old motorcycles," he said with a smug smile on his face. I just had to roll my eyes at that.

Isabella Swan, rather to be called Bella, was Jake's best friend and he also had the biggest crush on her. He told me they used to be really close when they were younger that was until she moved away with her mom to Phoenix. She moved back with her dad last year and was dating that Cullen kid. I could never remember his name was Ethan, Edwin, no it was Edward. But then a couple of months ago they moved away and that poor girl was heartbroken. Chief Swan thought it would be a good idea if she started hanging out with people in La Push, mostly Jake and us. I met her one time, and trust me she did not look like the girl Jake had described to us. When I met her she was very pale, her eyes looked sunken in, and they had dark bags under them, she also looked all skin and bones. That was about a month ago, and I haven't seen her since then. But Jake always gave us updates on her, and apparently her spending time with Jake was helping a lot. It was like he was her life support after that stupid Cullen guy left her. I was glad she was getting better, and I hoped that one day we could be somewhat friends.

"Yea, but you still don't have a date with her," Quil jabbed back at him.

"You idiot I don't want to rush her into a relationship, she's just starting to get over that stupid Cullen," Jake retorted back.

I put one hand on each of their chests before they would start wrestling each other with me in the middle. I pushed them back a little bit and I held up a finger to show that I had something to say. I started typing my response as fast as I could.

"See Del agrees with me, you can't rush her into a relationship. I just have to take it slow and hopefully win her trust over," Jake told Quil.

"Isn't she coming over to your house today," Quil asked him.

"Oh crap, yea she is. I better get going, Quil are you coming with me," Jake asked him.

"Nah, I think I'll hang out with Del for a little while longer," he replied back.

"Alright, thanks Del, we wanted to hear what happened from you before we believed any rumors," Jake said looking at me.

I nodded my head at him and quickly typed something down for him. He peered over my shoulder to read quickly.

"Yea I'll tell Bella you said hi and see if she wants to get together with you soon," he said.

He came over and gave me a hug and gave Quil a fist pound and ran out the door to meet up with Bella. I shook my head at his antics.

"So now that we are alone, what should we do with our time," Quil asked wagging his eyebrows at me and placed his arm over my shoulders. I pushed his arm off my shoulders and shook my head at him.

"I know you have a thing for Lahote and we're just friends," he said.

I rolled my eyes at him. Silence fell upon us and I knew that Quil was trying to figure out what we could do.

"How about we watch a movie," Quil asked.

I nodded my head and pointed toward the cabinet with all the DVDs letting him know that he could pick out whatever. Quil got up and started rummaging through all the DVDs, and then he found one and placed it in the player. I grabbed the remote and skipped ahead to the main menu, turned out Quil picked one of Kevin Hart's stand up shows. I pressed play and the movie started.

I should have been watching the movie but my mind was something else. Or rather someone else, I was replaying what happened in the cafeteria today, but I was also wondering about Mallory. I knew that if she confronted Embry well all hell would certainly break loose. And if Embry told her that I was the one who spilled her secret about her liking him, then I was in deep trouble too. But as usual when I was daydreaming, my mind went straight to Paul. If he would just notice me then maybe, just maybe I could finally tell him how I felt. Granted I wouldn't actually tell him, but more so just sign it to him. But then if he would actually notice me then the insults would come back and I probably would be back to my freshman year where I would come home every afternoon and cry my eyes out. No, I refuse to go back to being that scared girl, I've grown up and I can handle all the insults now. Well now they really don't come around with him hanging out with Sam but still.

"Penny for your thoughts," Quil asked me when he noticed I wasn't paying attention or even laughing at any of the jokes.

I shook my head letting him know that I didn't want to talk about it. We fell back into silence and I was back to my thoughts. Maybe the boys were right, they've been telling me for years to just pluck up some courage and tell Paul how I felt. I've had two years to grow a backbone and let all of his insults roll off, but maybe it was time that I stood up for myself.

Before I realized it the movie ended and Quil was trying to get me out of my thoughts.

"I think I'm going to go home, I probably need to help mom with dinner," he said.

I just nodded my head at him. I started to lie down and stare at the ceiling. I felt a hand on my shoulder; I looked up and saw Quil looking at me.

"You know Embry's going to come around soon. And I'm sure he'll forgive you, he always has. And don't worry that pretty little head of yours about Paul. If he can't take the time to get to know the amazing girl you are and just insult you, then he isn't worth your time," Quil said in all honesty.

I nodded my head at Quil and before I could react he picked me up off the couch and crushed me into his chest for a hug. I wrapped my arms around him and I felt comforted just to have a friend who cared about my well-being. After he let go from the hug, he made his way to the door and I went back to lying down on the couch.

I thought back to the conversation that Embry and I had, just like I had all day. I kept going back to him telling me that he wasn't safe to be around anymore. What in the hell did that mean anyway? I mean he wouldn't intentionally hurt me, would he? No, this is sweet, lovable, always laughing Embry, he would never hurt anyone. I wonder if Sam is making him stay away from us, it would make sense. But then I started to wonder as to what Sam was helping him with, if he wasn't making him do drugs, then what was it? I don't know how long I laid there thinking about it, but I was interrupted with my stomach growling at me.

I grabbed my keys from the counter and decided to drive to the diner. It wasn't too far only about a five minute drive from my house. I parked my car in front of the diner and made my way toward the entrance. Once I stepped inside it was a comfortable warmth throughout the diner. It was busy, but that was normal with it being the only restaurant in the area unless you really wanted to go all the way to Port Angeles. I made my way toward the little bar sitting area and sat down waiting for someone to come and take my order.

I waited for about five minutes before a girl with short black hair and tan skin came up to me, I knew her from school. Margaret Smith but everyone close to her called her Maggie. She used to be one of Paul's lackey girlfriends or one night stands, but I really don't want to think about that. She looked at me with a disgusted look on her face, I looked at her innocently waiting for the insult to come at me, but she just sighed and asked "What can I get you?"

I quickly grabbed my phone and texted what I wanted and what my mom would want. I turned the phone back around and showed it to her and I watched her write it down. She gave me a brief "It'll be out in a little while" and headed off to the back of the diner.

As I waited for my food I listened to all the conversations going on around me. People talking about other people, what they were going to eat, what was going on this weekend, and of course I heard someone say something about some campers getting attack. Some thought it was bears, others thought it was wolves, but no one was really sure what it was. I could also hear another conversation going on between the waitresses, namely Margaret and another girl. I'm a mute not deaf and yet some people like Maggie talk about me like I couldn't hear what they were saying.

"The mute girl is here again," I heard her say annoyingly.

"Well did you take her order," the other girl asked.

"Yea I did. God that girl is really messed up. I can see why Paul used to make fun of her, she's so pathetic," she said snotty.

"Oh come on Maggie, you don't know what happened to the poor girl," said the other.

"I don't care what happened to her. She's a freak and she always will be. Besides maybe now she'll get over her stupid fantasy of being with Paul," she said.

"Wait, how do you know she likes Paul that way," the other replied.

"Because before he started hanging out with Sam she was all goo goo eyes over him and she's still like that. But I got news for her, she needs to get over that dream, because I'm going to get Paul back," she said.

"You don't know that. Paul hasn't talked to you in months, what makes you think that he'll start talking to you again," the other asked.

"Because I know that he's coming to the diner tonight and I'm going to make sure he remembers how much fun we used to have," she replied.

I heard the other girl laugh and give her the comment of "You little devil."

I decided to tune out the rest of that conversation. I wasn't going to let her words hurt me. She wasn't worth it and maybe she's right maybe I need to get over Paul. I've been dreaming over him for years and I didn't even have the courage to actually sign something to him, just letting his insults hurt me. I gave a sigh not letting my thoughts get the better of me and started playing around on my phone. I was so caught up on a game on my phone that I didn't notice someone sitting next to me until they spoke.

"Hey Delia," the voice said.

I jumped a little and looked over at Jared sitting there with a smile on his face. I waved to him and turned back to my phone.

"So what are you doing here," he asked politely.

I snorted out loud, and typed a sarcastic response on my phone and showed it to him. Jared laughed at my response.

"Okay, that was a dumb question. But are you eating alone," he asked.

I shook my head and quickly typed on my phone that I was taking it to go because I had to bring dinner home for my mom.

"I see. Well I'm here to meet up with Sam and Paul for dinner," he said casually.

I quickly typed on my phone about Embry. His eyes once he read it held concern but quickly went to a neutral stare.

"Mallory found him and wanted to talk to him, and well they are straightening things out as we speak," he said.

I didn't expect one little sentence to totally crush my spirits. What did Jared mean that Mallory and Embry were talking? Why couldn't he talk to me? Or Quil and Jake for that matter? I don't understand why Mallory can talk to him but not us. Does that mean that she is now a part of Sam's group too? Well that's just freaking perfect. Now we'll have another friend who has betrayed us in a matter of a day. I could feel my blood boiling at the situation. I knew I needed to calm down before I did something I would regret, again. I took a deep breath trying to calm myself down. Thankfully Maggie brought me my dinner and I hastily grabbed my wallet and flung out the money and started stalking toward the door, seeing red the whole way to the door. Before I could open the door, the door swung open and knocked me on my ass. I could hear people laughing and I could hear footsteps making their way toward me on the floor. I was slightly dazed but I could feel the presence of two people trying to help me.

"Delia are you okay," I heard Jared ask me.

I nodded my head. Then the other voice was the one that made my heart start to beat faster.

"Could you, you know, watch where you're going next time," Paul said harshly.

I could feel myself shaking. I don't know if it was from embarrassment or from the fact that Paul just spoke to me. But before I could pull out my phone to type up an apology, Jared saved me yet again.

"Geeze, Paul, give the girl a break. She was obviously upset about something I said. So if you should blame anyone it should be me," he said while grabbing my hand and pulling me up to my feet.

"Well still, she should watch where she's going," he retorted back.

I bent down to grab the bag of food I dropped, thank goodness I got both my mom and I burgers or that would have been a real mess. It was silent again as I was looking down at my feet and Jared and Paul were looking at each other.

"Well aren't you going to apologize," Paul asked with a growl that came from his chest.

I was still looking down at my feet when I felt myself shaking again, I felt like I was back in the cafeteria again when Embry growled at me.

"Paul, cut it out, you're scaring the poor girl," Jared scolded.

"She's the one who ran into me. She should be apologizing," he retorted back.

My shaking stopped and I could feel my anger and annoyance coursing through me. I held the bag of food with my good hand and grabbed my phone with the other and quickly typed an apology. Once I was done I showed it to Paul still looking down at my feet.

"Now you apologize, why don't you just talk, like I don't know a normal person," Paul said.

I could feel tears welling in the back of my eyes, but I took a deep breath and pushed them back down where they belonged. He didn't deserve to see my tears.

"Damn Paul, could you at least be a little genuine. She said she was sorry," Jared said.

"Texting it and saying it are two totally different things," he said annoyingly.

I rolled my eyes; it's only going to take him a few more seconds to realize who I am. Just wait for it. I guess a dawn of realization came to him because he then decided to taunt me.

"Oh you're the mute girl, aren't you," he asked me.

Without looking up at him I nodded my head slowly. Then he started laughing. It pained my heart because it was a cruel laugh and just like that the tears started to well up in my eyes. Don't you dare let him see you cry. You are better than that. I was so tempted to punch him, but if he was anything like Embry then I would just hurt my hand again or worse. I took a deep breath and pushed myself past him and made the effort to slam into his shoulder. But since he was so tall I could only slam to about his ribcage. I made it to my car and once I was in it I hightailed it out of the parking lot and sped all the way to my house. I grabbed the food and placed my mom's food in the microwave. I grabbed my to-go box and went to sit outside in the backyard. Once I was sitting on the swing I let the tears flow freely. I cried for Embry and the true friend I lost. I cried for Mallory, the other friend I probably lost to Sam's gang. And lastly I cried for myself, I refused to cry for Paul, all he did was make my life hell. I cried for not being able to stand up for myself properly and not being able to speak. I cried for all the things I wouldn't have while looking up at the first few stars to light up the dark sky.

Well there you guys go. I hope you've enjoyed this chapter. I know it took me a while, but I hope it's worth it. Hoping to start working on the next chapter soon. Don't forget to review.