I'm Mute Novels & Stories

"Doesn't he speak?" Dorry shook her head and mouthed back. "He's mute." Kira then forming a silent 'ohh' with her mouth. His eyes fell back on Kyle who didn't look the least bothered by them, more like he didn't care 'cause he seemed to have a lot more on his mind. And he looked... down. "Why are you here anyway?" Dylan asked, "Shouldn't you be resting?" Kyle's tired eyes stole a glance at him and signed, ^^I'm fine.^^ before taking his sprained hand back in his. He had expected him to resume the massage, but Kyle only played around with his fingers.

I took his hand then quickly held up my finger and grabbed the notepad I stashed in the kitchen just in case I needed to leave a note for Pris or Jay. With shaky hands, I scribbled out a message. Sorry. I don't know if Jay told you, but I don't exactly talk. As in, I can't. I'm mute, but it's nice to meet you, and I'm sorry I stole your coffee. Zane moved to look over my shoulder, his eyes taking time to read every word before he glanced back at me and winked. "It's cool. I still can't sleep without a nightlight, so we all have our issues, now don't we?"

Fuckkkkk} I can see the light from the other side of the screen, but my brain is still blank. Before I was even able to digest this news and calm myself down, I heard growls from the other side, and the call got disconnected.....

He keeps quiet for what felt like eternity, and I was about to open my mouth again when takes my breath away with his sweet voice. "I'm fine here." He is not looking at me, but he is talking to me. He is talking? Apart from last night when he thought he was talking to his Ellie, I haven't heard his voice for more than two weeks, before that, all I heard from him for days were nothing but yelling and shouts. That is how long he has been mute. I can't help but stare at him, and him not staring back at me gives me the courage to stare more. He talked!

A few minutes of silence “WHAT?” Serena suddenly shouted loudly, causing several of the other employees to stare at them with intense glares. It's still office hours, and at the entrance, next to it to be exact. There is a bulletin board that contains the rules of life that should not be violated. One of them, is not allowed to shout in the office while still working hours. If it's outside office hours, it's not free either, don't expect to be able to scream if you're already in the office area. What Hana thought was that after covering Serena's mouth, everything would be fine. However, in fact Matt was already standing in front of Hana, Serena and Rita's desk.

Zane asked, looking at Lucien confused. "Quit being a whiny child, Zane. She is not angry with you, the thing is she is mute and I'm the only one that can communicate with her." "And she hasn't said anything bad about you so far, but who knows maybe soon." Lucien explained to him, I watched as Zane's face changed from one of confusion to pity. He didn't seem grossed out by the fact that I was mute. Others would have looked at me like I was a freak or something.

"He said that if someone doesn't use a body part for a long time, the organ will atrophy. Does anyone want to see whether the mute girl's tongue has atrophied?" Everyone in the classroom heard her. But not a single person looked up or chose to help me. They just packed their bags as fast as they could and quickly fled the scene. I shoved Ayanna aside, but her posse stepped forward and surrounded me. "Open your mouth!" Ayanna barked, holding up her phone camera. "If you don't, I'll just have to do it myself." I bit down hard on my lip, resisting silently. She moved closer and closer.

I nodded and went back to packing. That was the thing about playing mute — people got lazy. They stopped watching you properly after a while. They spoke freely in front of you, argued in front of you, made plans right in front of your face. A girl who couldn't speak was furniture. And furniture didn't need to be feared.

I apologize as I quickly skim through the pile of document on the table to navigate the phone. “I actually flipped the Ring/silent switch so that I won’t disturb you, but I don’t understand why the phone is still not totally silenced” I explain so that he won’t think I intentionally did what I did, since we have been doing a lot of clarifying for each other for the past few days so that we can coexist peacefully. “Flipping the Rjng/silent switch won’t send the phone to total silence, you need to put the phone on DND” he calls my attention to it

It was Ren, the person who was named the next alpha of our pack, the person who asked me to be his favourite toy and the same person who gave me the nickname: 'Mute' because I was mute. I didn't know how to talk. Even if I moved my lips and put pressure on my throat, I couldn't generate any words, but sometimes whines and whimpers were possible. I squeeze shut my eyes, wishing I was invisible. I didn't want to see him. I made myself silent, wishing he would leave... Keeping the tiny cake box aside, I hugged my knees to my chest, listening to their conversation. "I saw her coming out with some garbage." a voice that I couldn't recognise said.