Chapter Seven
Bad Blood
(part 6)

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There were a few more chuckles and typing noises, “You're tense lately Landon. I kind of miss the easy going fellow.”
Landon muttered darkly under his breath. “Losing a girl will do that to you.”
Source was silent for a moment, “I’m sorry that happened man, it’s messed up.”
Landon turned back to the table. “You only feel that way because you were hitting on her!”
Source’s voice dripped with sardonic tones before going completely emotionless, “Yea sure pal. I’m that cold. I never even cared about her I just thought she looked pretty. Sucks for you.”
Landon slammed his fist on the table, “You bricking- You are going down next time I see you.”
Source had totally withdrawn and super fast typing noises almost drowned out his normally quiet voice. “I've already been beat up plenty of times, do whatever you want. Conner I just finished downloading the program to your phone. It’s going to work 24/7. If he’s got a phone twelve miles from you it will alert and the screen will notify too. Let me know if it has any bugs.” The call went dead and a buzzing noise filled the air.








(oof, my characters' pain is making me feel horrible! D: 3':     )

Chapter Eight
Always Goodbyes
(part 1)

    Elliea had fallen asleep on Gabriel’s shoulder and he didn’t want to wake her but he could see other people preparing for the plane to land. He fidgeted slightly wondering what to do. Waking her would make him feel terrible since she wrote until she was exhausted but they also needed to deplane soon. He decided to hold off a little longer until some of the others were actually exiting the plane.
After several more minutes half the plane had left and he knew he couldn’t wait any longer. He shook her lightly and signed in front of her eyes that they needed to leave quickly.
He expected her to be pretty sleepy but she jumped up right away and took charge of everything, grabbing bags and inserting them into the line competently. He smiled cheerfully glad to be able just grab the strap of her duffel bag and be towed along.
He knew that most people spent time dwelling on their hardships but not him. His parents were teachers at a deaf school and were both deaf as well so he grew up signing.
He spent all his days in school surrounded by people who could sign and by the time he got old enough to come into contact with people who didn’t know how to handle communication with a deaf person he had already formed plenty of happy memories. In fact this silent life fit him very well because he was the kind of person that liked to enjoy the moment for all it was worth.
Cutting out one sense only served to enhance his others, at least that was his opinion.
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Chapter Eight
Always Goodbyes
(part 3)

    She quickly knelt on the seat of a chair while scribbling hurriedly on a piece of scrap paper left on the desk behind the chair.
Gabriel just watched her in silence until she turned back to him. He grabbed the proffered paper but neither of them let go. He looked her in the eyes sadly before speaking out loud, “Thank you for being so kind to me. I am very sad that we must part ways now. Will we….do you think we will ever meet again?”
Elliea saw sadness flood Gabriel’s green eyes as his shoulders slumped and it doubled her own sadness at the farewell. She gave him a quick hug and put a hand on his arm, “We will meet again. I know that.”
She signed 'farewell for now' and he repeated the gesture before turning with his things, paper in hand, and making his way to the exit.
She gazed after him and wondered how so much pain could be involved in a goodbye from such a newly bloomed friendship.