A/N: Hello there peeps, so how are you guys? Did you miss this story, because I sure as hell did? Well, finally the tenth chapter is here. I am so sorry for taking so long, but I promise not to take so long for chapter 11. I'll let you guys get to it right away.
Enjoy~
Mute~ Chapter 10
James' POV:
As I watch Kendall walk away I begin to get suspicious. I mean, what truly can be the reason that he came over here to warn me about going to the house after school. Surely he must be either planning something or has a meeting there with someone he doesn't want me to walk in on.
I don't question it further as I begin to walk to my first period class of History; a class that I share with Jo and Logan. Even though it's not the main priority in my mind, I can still feel my mind questioning the gesture. I guess I'll just have to make sure it isn't all a trick.
I can pretty much do that by asking Dak. I hope that he will at least talk to me, but judging by the way he and Kendall have been chasing after me for what seems like forever now, I'm sure he'll be delighted to engage in a conversation with me. Even if it isn't the topic he wants to discuss…
As I enter the class I make my way over to my usual seat; all the way in the back, sitting between Jo and Logan. They usually help me out whenever I want to answer a question.
As the class goes by I can feel myself start to wonder why Kendall and Dak have tried to talk to me. I don't believe it would be for an apology, though I can never be too certain. They could always surprise me.
When the bell finally rung I rushed out of class and made my way to my second period class. I knew this was the period that I shared with Dak. I don't know how I'm going to be able to contact him, but I'll make something work.
Starting out, I sat in the chair next to his. I know that he'll be confused but I really couldn't care less at the moment, I just had to figure out what was going on at the house later today.
Once I am seated I look towards the door and wait until Dak comes in. when he does finally arrive, he looks at me with a mix of confusion and excitement. I feel bad for using him like this, but it has to be done.
"Hey" he says as he sits down next to me. I can hear the happiness dripping off his voice; making me feel guiltier by the second. I look at him and give him the best smile possible.
I take out my notebook and write down 'Hey' back. I show him the page I wrote it on and he got the message clear, I know this because he immediately started to write under where I wrote.
So, how have you been? -J
Well, actually can I be honest with you? -D
Umm, sure? -J
I've been feeling so terrible lately, ever since you stopped talking to me. I've missed you so much. Why did you avoid me? -D
Seeing these words written on paper made me feel like an inconsiderate bastard. I had no reason to avoid him, yet maybe I did. He did just stand there and watch as I got laughed at and taken pictures of.
Then again, could I really blame him? I mean, I know that if it was him that got dumped red slushy all over I would be the first one to laugh. Now that I think about it, why did I stop talking to him? Well, I guess it's time to fix that.
I'm sorry. I was just angry with everyone because of the incident that happened a while ago. I've been on edge ever since, but I swear I didn't mean to avoid you. -J
I saw his face light up immediately at the comment. It made some of the guilt that was eating at me little by little, disintegrate. It lifted a weight off of my shoulders that I didn't know I had until that very moment.
Okay, I'm sorry for that by the way. Jett is an asshole; don't let him get to you. -D
Yeah, I know. So, want to hang out today after school? We could catch up on stuff. -J
I could see his eyes go black at the comment. He looked as if he was debating whether to go or not. Now I'm sure that something is going on after school, something that doesn't involve me knowing.
Sorry, I can't. There's something going on after school with the hockey team. But I would love to do it say, tomorrow? -D
Oh, it's fine. I can reschedule for tomorrow. -J
As I finish off with a conclusion for a meet up tomorrow, I still can't help but think he's hiding something from me. Maybe it was the way he sped out of class, or maybe it was the battle I saw him having with himself about staying with me today or not. I put the thought behind me as the bell rings, signaling the start of a brand new period.
*Line Break*
As fifth period comes to an end, I can't help but be excited for lunch. Here I can finally have a break from all the teachers and idiots that I would normally have to listen to during class. I swear the people in this school couldn't be more stupid even if they tried; something I'm sure most of them have.
As I made my way to the cafeteria I ran into Jo and Logan, this making entering the lunchroom that much more easier. We made our way over to the line and I listened to Jo and Logan chat whilst looking around the cafeteria searching for Dak or at least Kendall.
When I found that not either of them were around it brought my suspicion from earlier back. I mean, what are the chances of them not being together if they both aren't in the cafeteria.
I shook my head to distract myself however, every few seconds the thought would pop into my mind again. As the line advanced I began to lose my train of thought again hence why accidentally bumped into the one person that would only make the situation worse.
"Hey, watch it-oh, look at who we have here, red faggot." everyone around the cafeteria turned their attention towards the scene that was unfolding. I tried my best to just ignore the comment and walk away, but of course everyone then decided to instigate.
Jett's friends immediately start to hype Jett up; making what came next that much more obvious. As I turned around to walk away I felt a moist and solid object stuck to my shirt. I looked back to see that Jett had thrown his spaghetti at my back; smirking as he did so.
Everyone around the cafeteria began to gossip and call me out, although I didn't really care because right when I saw his dumbass smirk I was gone. This was the second time I was embarrassed in front of so many people in the span of two weeks.
I felt tears begin to prick at the corners of my eyes, but all I could pay attention to was the way everyone laughs were in my head, along with Jo and Logan yelling at me to slow down. I felt weak because of the need I had to cry, but honestly I didn't really care what anyone else thought.
As I shoved the front door open, I felt Jo and Logan come up beside me. I just shook my head, this telling them not to talk. It was a signal I made ever since the bullying started. I felt much more comforted when there were no sounds or words involved. Maybe it was because that was the last thing I was told to do before my parents died. Honestly I wouldn't know, but it sure did help.
I hopped into Logan's convertible and he knew the direction right away. I was going to the only place where I felt truly safe, Logan's house. There I could be free and fell loved, as well as have spare clothes to change into when I didn't feel like going to my foster home.
*Line Break*
After we arrived at Logan's house I changed my clothes and began to lie down on the bed. I laid there for what seemed like hours just staring blankly at the ceiling. Then a sudden thought occurred to me, why don't I just live with Logan? He did always say there was room for me here if I ever needed a place to stay.
The more I thought about it, the more deep I sank into the idea. I would love nothing more than to wake up to a friendly face instead of a piercing pair of green orbs. This meaning more than it should to most people.
I got up and swiftly grabbed my phone. I texted Logan and immediately I heard the buzzing sound of his phone. Apparently he was here the whole time, along with Jo of course, but I hadn't even acknowledged them. I saw the expression on Logan's demeanor change immediately once he read the message, which I'm assuming Jo read as well.
"Really?" Logan sounded more shocked than I would've thought, but I guess it's not something I should be flabbergasted by considering how long he's been asking me to live with him for. I guess he realized that I was serious and nodded his head.
"Okay. Do you want me and Jo to go with you to pick up your stuff from Kendall's house?" I can tell he was more anxious to have me here than I was, but I didn't read much into it thinking that he was just looking out for me.
I slowly shook my head and stood up from the bed. This was something I had to do by myself. I don't know how well this will go by Kelly however, I didn't really care. Therefore, I will leave Kendall's house and not give a shit about what anyone has to say about it.
I mad my way out of Logan's house hoping to get everything cleared by the time Kendall got home. Little did I know that in Kendall's house was a gift for me that I would've rather kept under wraps…
*Line Break*
Once I arrived at Kendall's house I immediately heard a loud 'Oh my god' coming from upstairs. I was drawn right away to the drama, wanting to know what had happened to make such a phrase be said.
As I entered the house I saw the back of a man I had never seen before. He had a strong built and you could practically outline his back muscles and biceps from where I was. I was about to walk further in, but was stopped by Jennifer coming down the stairs; Kendall and Dak following close behind.
I was confused as to why only those two were in the house when it was supposed to be the entire hockey team. The whole ordeal was sorted out when Jenifer had Kendall explain what he was doing upstairs.
To say that my heart felt a strong pain enter it when it heard what had been done by Kendall and Dak wasn't entirely true. Of course I felt betrayed, but I guess they had to find someway to satisfy their needs and they found that they could use each other. I had ignored them for so long that it probably made it easier for them to come together.
Even as this was being discussed I couldn't help but look back at the man. Something about him struck me as familiar. Maybe it was the dirty blond hair that was disheveled from all sides. Or maybe it was the color of his skin accompanied by his build. I was honestly at a loss for where I remembered him from.
I soon found out that the man with the messy blond hair was in fact Kendall's' father. I could see the way Kendall hesitated to say anything. You could see how much he was at a loss as for what to do. I was completely confused as to why he was acting like this.
Always I had thought that Kendall's father was always off working somewhere, but he still had contact with the kids and his wife. I guess that hypothesis was proven wrong right this minute.
I saw Jennifer try to encourage Kendall to shake hands with the man, but Kendall was frozen, s if he was an ice statue. I didn't understand what was happening so I walked inside hoping to get my packing done and over with soon.
As soon as I stepped through the hallway, I regretted ever coming back to this house. Suddenly I remembered it all; the kill, the weapons; the cries of pain; everything. It wasn't all that I remembered, no. what I remembered the most clearly out of all was the man.
I got one glance at those icy green orbs and I knew for sure who he was. I could still see the murderous and icy look from 11 years ago. I felt as if he was sucking the life out of me with just his gaze. I now know why Kendall's eyes gaze me shivers; it was because they were the exact same replica of those who looked at my parents when murdering them.
I now knew; Kendall's father is my parents' killer.
The End~
So, what did you guys think? Am I horrible for ending it there? Were you shocked? Well, too bad, I needed a cliff-hanger ASAP. Anyways, did any of you see this coming because I sure as hell did from point one. I'm sorry if I just ruined this whole story, but whatever it is mine after all.
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P.S You guys should totally check out my new story called 'A Blur do Who You Are', if you don't its okay though. :P
