Words When You're Ready

“Where’s she going?” I asked, my eyebrows furrowing. “She just wanted to go to the bathroom, she’ll be back.” Ronnie said, clearing his throat. “Dude why the fuck does she not talk?” Mike blurted out after taking a swig of whiskey, his words making us all freeze in place and making Ronnie groan. You don’t just ask that, even if we all wanted to know.

“Do you really think you have the stomach to fucking know what this girl has been through?” Ronnie asked, his head still down. “Ya man, I got this.” Mike slurred. “Shut the fuck up Mike…” I spat, but Ronnie stood up and held a hand out to me, making me fall into a silence.

“It was two years ago, she was sixteen… maybe seventeen I’m not sure. I was out with Jenna and we went to a club to chill and dance. I had decided to go out for a fucking cigarette, and I’m glad I did…” He took a shaky breath and continued.

<<FLASHBACK – RONNIE’S POV>>

“You fucking whore, answer us.” A voice yelled, followed by a few thuds and whimpers. I snuck around the corner and saw a couple, the female taller than the male, with her heels she was even taller. The man swung his leg back and kicked once more at something on the ground, a cracking sound occurring. “You weak bitch, no wonder you hurt yourself.” The woman spat on the thing that was kicked, I leaned over to see that there was a girl on the floor.

I had to do something.

The woman reached into her pocket to pull something out but, before she did anything I tackled the man, knocking her down with him. “Th’ fuck you doin’?” The girl slurred standing up, I got up at the same time. “Back the fuck off or I’ll kill you.” I spat, breaking my beer bottle and holding it out. Luckily the item that the woman had in her pocket was a lighter so, I wasn’t in much danger. “Let’s get out of here Monty, that worthless piece of shit isn’t worth our fucking time.” She said, tossing her lit cigarette at the girl on the floor behind me, Monty walking away, rubbing his head.

<<FLASHBACK OVER – VIC’S POV>>

I sat there, almost stunned, Ronnie sitting back down, his head in his hands. “I saved her life… I thought I did.” He said, groaning. “She almost took her life so many times, she’s been fine for a year, and she’s finally started talking but, only to me.” His voice was shaking but, no tears were falling.

“How could you…?”

The voice was soft and sweet, barely loud enough to break the silence. We all turned to see a red-faced and crying Manta.

Did she just talk?

“Manta no, it’s not what you think!” Ronnie called, the door slamming behind her, Ronnie left with a petrified look on his face.

“What have I done?”

Notes

Dun dun dunnnn e v e

Cliff hanger anyone?

Ronnie just spilled Manta's story, which he promised never to do.

What will happen to Manta?

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