CHASITY DAWSON POV.
Why is he coming from behind me? I inwardly groaned.
“I am not mad, that you took some.” He stated with a chuckle.
I did not take them, they were given to me as a gift from Francis, I internally thought.
“They are my favorite dessert and I always ask the chef to prepare it for my friends and I whenever we are home.” He added.
I still stayed quiet, not responding to his comment. The only action I took is when I swallowed the cupcake in my mouth.
“Next I ask him to make them; I will have the chef extra, that way you can have some as well, whenever you come to the house.” he added with a pat on my head.
I gave a small smile, showing that I was happy with his comment. He did not know that Francis already did that. Joe then moved to the side to grab something behind me. It was his bicycle; I knew that my mother never liked it when he used to walk it through the front door to the back; because it would make the house dirtier and my mom would have to work even harder to clean the floors. She never asked him to stop because this was part of her job. He stopped after he saw my mom one night; on her hands and knees working really hard to scrub the floors. He felt bad and he never did it again.
I did not see his bicycle, when I came out from the side of the house. If I did, I probably would have moved to the other side of the house, to not be seen. Then again, there are two sides, so there is a 50% chance he will run into me. He picked up his bike and began to wheel it back towards my direction to the other side of the house.
“Bye Cassie.” He spoke with a smile.
He passed me and was about to disappear around the corner. I turned around, assuming he was already gone. When I thought he was gone, I grabbed the last cupcake from the box to devour. I was bummed that It was my last one, but at the same time grateful nonetheless that I even got them.
“My name is Chasity, not Cassie,” I replied, emphasizing my name; while looking at the tasty cupcake I was about to bite.
The sound of a bike being dropped made me froze. Then a figure appeared in front of me, and I felt like a complete idiot for finally being caught speaking. I was that, or this guy was a ninja; had the skill to appear in front of a person that quick and had really great hearing. I looked up at him and he had a shocked expression. It was sort of amusing to see.
He pointed at me with a surprised expression “You can talk?”
My eyebrows furrowed, because I was feeling a bit insulted.
Geez Joe. Talk about being rude, I thought said to myself.
He saw my expression and quickly put his two hands up in defense. “I am not trying to be rude. I just always thought you were a mute.”
My eyebrows rose and my cheeks got tuned rosy from embarrassment.
“Whenever I say something to you; you either nod, laugh, smile, or shrug your shoulders in reply. You have always replied, but none of it involved speaking.” He stated, emphasizing on the word speaking.
I found that to be funny since it was true; So, I could not help myself when I grinned in amusement, to respond instead of speaking.
“See what I mean!? You are doing it right now!” he pointed out.
I laughed and couldn’t help myself from speaking again “Sorry.”
He looked at me with amazement “I can’t believe it took me this long, to get you to speak to me Chasity Dawson. I always wondered what the sound of your voice sounded like.”
I shrugged and in a simple tone replied, “Well now you know.”
We chuckled. I heard the sound of someone’s footsteps coming. I turned my attention to a person behind him and saw my mom coming from around the corner. She looked the same as she did everyday…tired. I have never met my father before, because he passed away before I was born; but my mom told me that before he died, they lived a very comfortable life. I feel like we already live a comfortable life, but I guess that’s just the content part of me talking.
My mom worked so hard, and I was never ashamed to say that my mother was a housemaid. She worked her butt off and I was proud of it. She provided food on the table, roof over my head and clothes on my back. I appreciated her a lot and made sure to never take her for granted.
She smiled when she saw me, “Ready to go?”
I nodded and waited till she reached me.
Joe waved goodbye “Mrs. Dawson.”
My mother looked at him and softly squeezed his hand “Bye Joey.”
My mother along with his mother, always called him Joey ever since he was little. I’ve never called him anything, since I never spoke to him.
Until now, spoke a tiny voice in my head.
My mom walked away and started heading towards the car.
“It was nice speaking to you Chasity,” Said Joey.
I nodded my head, agreeing with him.
“Same,” I replied, before I walked away to follow my mom.
As I’m halfway near the car Joey shouts “We should talk more often.”
I chuckled and nodded, even though I doubt I will let that happen again. He still makes me nervous, and I don’t want every interaction we have; be with me stuttering and end up looking like a blabbering fool. I waved goodbye as I reached the car, and sat on the passenger seat when my mother unlocked the door. As I buckled my seatbelt and looked at the rearview mirror, he was still standing in the same spot, watching our car drive way.
“So, what were you both talking about?” asked my mom, as we were on the road, heading home.
I shrugged my shoulders “The cupcakes Francis makes for me.”
She smiled and laughed “What did he say when he saw you eating them?”
“Well, at first, he thought I stole them from his kitchen,” I replied, emphasizing on the word ‘stole.’
She laughed “What did you say after he said that?”
“I did not say anything. I just stayed quiet. I kind of just hoped he would walk away.” I quickly replied, turning my body a bit towards my mother.
She rolled her eyes “Chasity honey, you need to stop trying to hide from the boy.”
“I know.” I sighed.
“So how did he finally catch you speaking?” my mom asked with an amused smile.
I sighed and replayed whole story to her. When I was finished, I laid back completely in my seat and thought about what my next plan is going to be. I could ask my mom to quit her job, that way I won’t be running into him anymore, other than seeing him at school. Then again, Mom has been working there for years, so I doubt she will leave that job if I asked her too. That idea is a bit extreme, unrealistic and too dramatic.
You can’t hide your voice forever, said a tiny voice in my head.
I internally scoffed; refusing to believe that I would not be able to avoid speaking to him forever.
Yes, I can, was the last thing I thought to myself before I fell asleep in the car on the way home.
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