Wow is this chapter five already? Here you go.
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Legato sat on the porch of his house, staring vacantly into the wasteland.
It had been three days since he had read the letter and he hadn't uttered a word since.
After the first day of silence his mother pleaded with him to speak, but no amount of yelling or sweet-talking would make him utter a sound.
That morning he vaguely had felt his mother pick him up, and set him outside on the porch. She was hoping the fresh air would help snap him out of it. She had even moved her rocking chair out to the porch; it was the most comfortable seat in the house after all.
She looked out the window at him every so often, hoping to find him moving; even blinking would have been a sign that her son was coming back to life. But he hadn't budged.
A few hours had gone by and Legato still hadn't moved.
He didn't even notice the flock of boys walking up to the house.
"Well, look who I found," said Aidan, "we haven't' seen you in awhile freak."
Legato stayed silent.
Aidan stepped onto the porch, "You know what? I'm getting awfully tired of you ignoring me. You think you're better or something?"
Aidan was nose to nose with Legato, he lowered his voice to a cold demeaning tone, "you know you're not don't you? We know what happened, the whole town knows. Daddy left didn't he? Couldn't handle having a freak for a son."
Legato still sat silent.
Aidan grabbed him by the collar and hoisted him out of his seat.
"Answer me you-"Aidan felt something crack the back of his skull.
"Get away from him!" someone yelled from behind him.
Aidan looked behind him, it was a girl with braids and freckles. She held a large rock in her hand, ready to throw it at him.
"Get away from him, or I'll throw it!" she yelled.
Aidan let go of Legatos collar; he dropped to the porch floor in a heap.
"There happy now?" he scoffed.
"Now go away and leave him alone, he hasn't done anything to you." She cried.
"You gonna make me?" Aidan laughed.
Who did this girl think she was? He had to pummel her after he was done with the freak.
But before he could say another word another rock went crashing into his skull. Aidan wheeled backwards off the porch, and tumbled to the ground. He laid there dazed for a moment before touching a hand to his head. Blood was smeared onto his fingertips.
At the sight of Aidan's bloody forehead, his friends bolted. No one had stepped up to Aidan like that! No way were they going to stay around and possibly suffer the same fate as him!
"You'll be sorry for this!" Aidan yelled as he half, ran half tripped away from Legatos home.
Lydia stepped onto the porch, "he's gone now, you don't have to be afraid."
She looked down at Legato and waited for him to get up.
"What's wrong are you hurt?"
She squatted down beside him and waved a hand in front of his eyes.
"Are you okay?"
Lydia stood up and shrugged her shoulder, "fine have it your way."
She grabbed him under the arms, and with some struggling hoisted him back into his seat.
"Those boys shouldn't bother you for awhile, especially if I stick around." She laughed.
Legato's head slumped lower to his chest.
Lydia cocked her head, "what's the matter with you? This is the second time I've been nice to you! And now instead of you telling me to go away your ignoring me?" she huffed.
She turned and walked off the porch. She was a few yards away when she felt that tug of guilt in her stomach.
She looked back at Legato, slumped in his rocking chair. He seemed so helpless.
She walked back and stood beside him.
"Don't you have any friends?" she asked quietly.
He didn't answer.
She crept closer and touched his hand; "I'll be your friend if you want."
There were a few minutes of awkward silence. Lydia thought the best thing to do was keep talking. Sooner or later he'd answer.
"I wish I knew your name. I don't know why you wouldn't tell me it the other day. You seem like a very nice boy, and I don't care what those stupid boys think. They 're wrong about you. You're not a freak at all."
She waited again for him say something.
"Well I guess if you don't want to talk that's fine. I'll come by tomorrow, maybe you'll be in a better mood to talk."
It was hopeless the boy wasn't going to say anything. She couldn't blame him though. If the rumors about his dad were true, she understood why he'd be upset. But to go into a coma about it seemed a bit over the top.
She let go of his hand and stepped off the porch.
"Legato.." said a raspy voice.
Lydia turned around and smiled, she had gotten through to him.
"Legato, I'll come back tomorrow if you want."
He weakly gave her a nod.
"See you tomorrow Legato." She said happily.
Legato blinked a few times and started to rock on the porch.
"I have a friend?" he said watching the young girl walk towards town.
The next chapter might jump ahead a few years, not quite sure yet. I hope everyone likes this story. I'm not sure if Lydia and Legato are going to have a relationship, I'm thinking no. I kinda want to keep the relationship platonic with maybe just a hint of something more. But I haven't made a decision yet.
Let me know what you think and thanks to everyone whose read my story, and a n even bigger thanks to those who have taken the time to review it I really appreciate it!.