I've Been Quiet For So Long Novels & Stories

*Erico's POV* People always think I’m the quiet one because I prefer silence. They’re wrong. Silence isn’t a preference. It’s an instinct. A shield. A survival mechanism that’s kept me alive longer than I deserve. But around her… Silence becomes a battlefield.

he said finally. A small breath left me. Not anger. Not hurt. Clarity. “Then you haven’t been paying attention.” Something in my chest flickered. Not pain. Not the suffocating emptiness I had grown used to. Something sharper. Alive. It moved under my skin like a warning and I held it there. Controlled and tight. The air shifted. The warriors felt it. I saw it in the way their shoulders tensed. Good. “I’ve been silent for seven years,” I continued. “Endured every whisper. Every doubt. Every insult dressed as concern.”

"When was the last time you felt quiet?" Dominic let out a short breath, half a laugh, edged with bitterness. "You think I'd tell you that?" "You already did." Her pen tapped a slow rhythm on the notebook. "You said 'empty.' That's the closest you could describe to quiet. It means you remember what it felt like. You're just calling it something else." The study fell deathly quiet. "Once. Seven years ago." Dominic spoke. Avery wrote it down without looking up, then raised her eyes. "What made it stop?"

Lexi’s voice snapped me out of my reverie. I abruptly turned around to face her.“Me?” She pointed at me. “Yes, you.” “I’m just smiling.” “Something I rarely see. I actually thought you didn’t know how to smile anymore.” “Am I that bad?” I asked as I sat on the stool on the other side of the counter, where she was leaning. “Hmmm… I think it’s typical for some teenagers to be a little moody.” I wanted to defend myself, but then I guess she was right. I’ve been really quiet and want to be left alone since I came home after spending two years traveling with Mom and Dad.

It feels like I’m going by the wrong side of a magnet, a discovery I just read about. Or is that because everyone is so quiet? Yes, that might be another cause. Everyone is quiet- no one has spoken since we started to walk. And I find myself feeling out of sorts by it. I’ve never seen Mykhol so quiet before. My usually debonair cousin was so forthcoming just before. What happened? It’s like he is lost in thought. But he doesn’t look it. Mykhol looks fine. He’s just walking forward. Is it only me who feels like this? I wonder. But Mykhol is not the only one whose being quiet.

No one had been here since last night. Something was definitely fishy and I was just finding out. The surrounding turned quiet, awfully quiet like a hollow had been bored through it. “Maya,” I called out gently, my voice almost like a soft whisper. There was no response.

I say. “Ella Bella! What’s up girl?” She sings, sounding happy. A sudden smile lights my lips, I’m already feeling better. Just talking to her makes me feel less alone. “Nothing much, my house is so quiet that it’s loud.” I laugh silently when it’s quiet everything else is so much louder, “I was wondering if you want to come over for a while, nobody’s ever home anymore.” The last part falls silently from my lips, it’s almost a whisper.

What if you can't? Sebastian Point Of View Silence. I'd always savored it, found it best for thinking, clearing my head. I would have gladly had most people tape their mouths for the sake of the quiet. I never thought there would be a day when I would hate it with every fiber of my being. I can hear her footsteps behind me, her scent like a comfort that's always reminding me it wont last for long. She's been quiet for the better part of the past two days, both of us have. I can't decide if I'm infuriated or elated. Maybe both.

His mom asked and he could only part his lips in silence as he stared at his messed up plate. “Would something light be better?” As they whispered amongst themselves... "Probably, he doesn't seem to enjoy swallowing." "Would something hot do? Paige says she likes something hot when she's weak." Their voices were getting a little to loud for him. "Tea?" “That doesn't sound too bad.” And without thinking fast, the words left his mouth before he could hold it back. “Could you all please be quiet for a minute, I said I'm fine.” A cold silence brimmed at their midst in surprise.

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