3/22/15- UPDATED

Note about silent moments: Dear readers, Silent moments is filled with triggers. From Cutting, rape, suicide attempts, and murder. I'd like to make it really clear that I do no condone any of these and I do not wish to hurt or offend anyone by writing this. It's just something that came to my head while I was going through issues. I will put this trigger at the top of each chapter, as well as several additional warnings.

"I wouldn't have to manage my anger if people learned how to manage their stupidity…"

Edward

The next morning, I woke up to my little sister glaring down at me. She resembled an angry kitten so it amused me. Instead of saying anything, or stabbing me like she looked like she wanted to, she simply pointed to my alarm clock to show me that we had ten minutes until our first class started.

With a sigh, I rolled out of bed and quickly began searching for some jeans.

It was still something that I had to get used to. Going to school, I mean. I wasn't that big of a fan of high school, haven't been for a while now. The only reason I still go is because I don't want Alice to be stuck in a new school all by herself.

Don't get me wrong, I was smart. Obviously if you saw my schedule you'd understand. Even when I wasn't in advanced classes, and I was skipping school like crazy, I still had the highest grades in all my classes.

But anyway, I used to ditch a lot or even sleep the day away. Alice however liked being punctual so I would have to get better at it. I guess I'd have to use the alarm as it was intended.

The downside of sleeping in so late was that I missed breakfast, which was a damn shame, but Esme had left some fresh blueberry muffins out on the counter so I grabbed a couple and let my little troll of a sister drag me to the car.

"Five minutes," she scowled.

"We'll make it."

"Yeah just as the bell rings," she continued to grumble under her breath.

I simply rolled my eyes and drove a bit over the speed limit to get us to school with three minutes to spare. Alice, while impressed, cursed me out for nearly giving her a heart attack and then stomped away to rush to class with her little group of friends.

I was almost jealous of Alice in that regard. She could make friends with a snap of her fingers. Just plop her down in a room full of people and half of them would just gravitate toward her because she was such a warm person.

The only people who would gravitate toward me are the girls who want to ride my dick or the guys who wanted to see if they can best me at a fist fight.

Eh, could be worse.

"Thanks, E-Oh, you're so welcome, Alice." I mumbled under my breath as I slipped out of the car.

Since the bell hadn't rung yet, I waited near my car and devoured my muffins. I could feel stares on me and hear their giggles, and even a couple of comments from the girl's just two spaces away from me, but chose to ignore it.

"He's like sooo hot,"

"I know," she squealed and blushed furiously when she caught me looking. Trust me, it wasn't a friendly stare either.

"He's single too, I'd so hit that. Actually, I'd do more than just…" her friend continued until she clamped a hand over her mouth.

I rolled my eyes again and finished up my breakfast.

I've been in three actual relationships since I hit my teens but none of them were good. Two of my former girlfriends only agreed to go out with me because I was good looking and they felt good when they showed up at their friends parties with a 'hottie'. My last girlfriend was only with me because I was everything her dad hated and she wanted to shove it in his face so that he'd spend more time with her or some shit.

I pretty much stay away from relationships because that. I'm not saying I'd never get into one again, it's just at this point in time-I wasn't interested in being used as a doormat or as someone to piss off your friends/family.

The occasional hookup was enough for me.

And I do mean occasional. I'm by no means a manwhore. I've been there, done that. That path causes way more trouble than I need. Up until I moved to this shitty little town, I had a friends with benefits sort of deal with one of my good 'girlfriends'. Sadly, we didn't hook up as much as I liked, probably only once or twice every two weeks but it worked so neither of us complained much.

Alice didn't like her of course. She thought that Stacey was trash and that I could do so much better. She just didn't understand that sometimes you didn't have to like someone to fuck them.

And I didn't want her too.

I already wanted to ring the fucker's neck who she slept with, because I knew she had. She spilled everything in her diary but she was smart enough to leave the name out.

I know I had to let her grow up but she was too young when she did it. Given, I was younger than she was when I first lost my virginity but it was different.

Mentally, I was already middle aged.

A part of me argued that I wasn't the only one who grew up too fast because of this fucked up world.

Alice did too.

She lost her mother just as I had.

Sometimes I have to remind myself that. I try to shelter her from everything but the one thing that mattered the most, I couldn't because it was out of my hands.

Maybe that's why I try so hard nowadays.

It's like I'm trying to make it up to her, as if that were possible.

"Well, Well, Well," I heard Lauren sneer as I approached building seven.

I saw blue hair and instantly my anger spiked. Blue was stuck between three girls-Lauren, Jessica, and Samantha- and was desperately trying to maneuver out of the circle they were forcing her in.

"Nice hair," Jessica laughed as she roughly pulled some of the blue strands.

Bella didn't even try to fight them. She just stayed quiet and continued to try to escape. She went left and so did they.

I grew angrier by the second.

If that had been me, I would've knocked all three of them out and then waited until they came around to do it again.

Fuckin Cunts.

"Leave her alone," My voice was steely as I glared at the three girls. "Why don't you pick on each other instead? God knows there's enough reason too," I sneered.

"E, we were just joking. Isn't that right, Swan?"

"Why don't you fuck off?" I snapped.

"E, relax." Jessica said, nervously. "It was just a joke. No harm intended."

I've never wanted to punch a girl so much in my life. Yet I reframed from doing so because I promised myself that I wouldn't ruin this for Alice…and…shockingly enough, I didn't want to leave Blue alone in this hellhole.

I don't know why I care so much but I do. Once I care about you, that's it. I'll fight to the end of the world for you.

And as I looked in Blues pretty little chocolate eyes, I knew she needed it more than anyone at this point.

The trio gaped at me as I pulled Blue away from them.

I didn't expect blue to say anything to me so the silence didn't bother me. I just wanted to make sure she was away from them and safely in her first class before I went my own way.

"Thanks," she whispered.

My brows furrowed as I registered the shock that moved through my body at the sound of her voice.

Maybe part of me actually did believed that I had dreamt her voice up. But how could I? I wasn't that creative. There was no way I dreamt of her beautiful bell like voice.

I gave a stiff nod, "No problem."

"Why'd you do it?" she wondered

"Why do you talk to me?" I found myself retorting.

She looked down, "I don't know."

"Same," I shrugged as I rubbed the back of my neck.

"You just, just ruined any chance you had at popularity," she said, flushing.

"Do I look like I give two shits about being popular?" I asked as I leaned on the locker beside hers.

She eyed me, "No, I guess not. But just a heads up, here in forks that's all that matters. Lauren is on the top, impress her and you're set for your high school ride. Be a freak like…like me…well, prepare for apples to bombard your back."

I was livid.

Someone threw shit at her.

For fucks sake.

"Someone threw apples at you?"

She bit her lip, looking panicked-was it my anger? "It was a while ago."

"Who did it?" I asked, taking a deep breath.

"Look, I appreciate you sticking up for me but don't worry about it. Just…" she looked up at me and her eyes were cloudy yet mixed with so many different emotions. "I'm no good, okay? You should really chose a better friend."

"Between the two of us, I'm the one who isn't good." I laughed. "What's the worst you've ever done? Stolen bubble gum from the local gas station?"

"I…" she stopped herself.

"Is this your way of saying you don't want to be my friend?" I inquired sourly. "Cause I get it, if it is."

"It's…"

"Fine, nice meeting you," I snapped, feeling even angrier that I was snapping at her.

"Masen..."

I walked away.

I honestly wasn't so sure what I was feeling or even what I wanted to do with myself.

No, that was a lie. I wanted to run back and apologize for directing my anger at her.

Or better, I wanted to beat the ass of everyone who looked at her in the wrong way, anyone who had ever touched her badly. Surely that'd speak more volumes than just simply apologizing.

This girl was going to drive me insane.

And I'd let her because I was a stubborn dick.

I wasn't about to give up on her regardless of what I just did. I meant it when I said that once I care about you, even if I've only known you for five fucking minutes, I'll defend you to the end.

"E, wait up," Lauren called.

She was the last person I wanted to see while I was in my 'I need to calm down' bubble.

"Listen, it was just a joke, alright? You can't tell me you've never picked on someone for shits and giggles."

And I couldn't. I used to do it all the time but I never did it to a girl who looked like she could break at any point in time. Did that make me a saint? No but I was damn near close compared to Lauren's antics.

"See," she looked relieved.

"Lauren, you have five seconds to fuck off…"

"Oh c'mon, E. What kind of friend could she be? She doesn't talk, doesn't laugh, doesn't smile, and frankly-she's dangerous."

"Dangerous," I laughed.

How could a hundred pound girl be dangerous to anyone but herself?

"Listen, you haven't lived here as long as I have. You don't know the things that she did…"

"Mr. Masen, Ms. Mallory, and need I remind you that class is in session? Why aren't you in your classes?"

"I was on my way there, sir," I shrugged. "My apologizes."

"Well, I'll let you off with a warning today but next time you get detention."

Leaving Lauren to come up with an excuse for herself, I rushed to my first period class and took my seat next to some toolbar named Mike.

I'd be lying if I said that what Lauren was hinting at didn't make me curious. Just what did happen that caused everyone here to treat Blue like she had just commit the ultimate crime? Surely it couldn't be that bad…

But then again, this was a small town. Dating someone older than you in this place was sure to cause an uproar. There were so many people fishing for drama to spice up their otherwise boring lives that it's probably impossible to tell what's the truth and what's not.

Yet I was still so fucking curious about Blue's past.

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