Chloe

I wake up and check my phone. Noticing the time, I groan and stand up. It's twelve forty-five o'clock AM the next day. I look over to my left and see Heath lying beside where I was laying. He had placed a pillow between us so we wouldn't cross onto each others side of the bed, which I'm grateful for because I don't even want to share a room, much less a bed. Frowning I get up and go downstairs to the kitchen to see what the government had pre-stocked for us. Luckily for me they stocked this house up on raman, we have at least six boxes of the twelve packs. I decide on chicken flavor and get to work making me some noodles. After eating some raman, I realize I'm still not tired. Trying to think of something to do I remember that I packed my notebook and pencils. I find my art supplies box and get them out, sitting in a chair to work on some lyrics.

                                ***

                              Heath
When I wake up around nine AM, I go downstairs to see Chloe writing something and singing to herself. She has a beautiful voice. The chair she's sitting in is facing away from me, so I quietly walk up behind her and look down over her shoulder to see what she's writing. It seems to me she is writing a song, so me being me and a lover of all things to do with music, I quickly grab the notebook from her hands.

    "Hey give that back!"

    "After I read it!"

As soon as she stands, I take off running back upstairs and into the bathroom, where I lock the door and sit down to read despite the loud bang of Chloe's fist in the bathroom door.

The song:

                              Silence

There are times in my life where silence means everything
But with silence comes a lot of thinking
And when I think I question the point of living
But I know in my heart I don't want to die
And yet I can't think of a reason why
Why, do I continue trying?
When all my trying does is lead me to crying?
The words coming from my mouth say one thing
But what does words even mean when they all lead to silence

Silence can sometimes be too much
And sometimes it can be just enough
Silence speaks nothing but can say so much
Silence can break a heart just as fast as it can mend it
How will I know what to say when all there is,
Is silence

People don't listen when I have something to say
So I stay silent and quietly go insane
I often question why I need music
But then I remember that it's all because I need the lyrics
Lyrics keep my mind at peace
When silence turns my mind into mental screams
I can't handle the mental screaming
And I hate it as much as I hate my own crying

Silence can sometimes be too much
And sometimes it can be just enough
Silence speaks nothing but can say so much
Silence can break a heart just as fast as it can mend it
How will I know what to say when all there is,
Is silence

What happens when I can't find peace of mind anymore ?
And it changes how I stand this world?
Will my will to live fade?
When my view on this world changes?
Or will it strengthen?
And will I find the strength to keep standing?

All I have to say it depends on the silence
Because
Silence can sometimes be too much
And sometimes it can be just enough
Silence speaks nothing but can say so much
Silence can break a heart just as fast as it can mend it
How will I know what to say when all there is,
Is silence

Once I finish reading, I open the door and smile looking at an angry Chloe.

    "Great lyrics to match a beautiful voice. But what is the meaning behind such deep words? " I say as she snatches the notebook from my hands. I look at her with worry and she looks down.

    "Chloe-" she cuts me off by looking at me with anger, tears streaming down her face.

    "Why do you care?! First you're a jerk and then you act all concerned and kind?! Pick a personality and stick with it!" She turns from me and runs into our room. I stand there for a little while, shocked at her actions, before following her. When I enter our room I see her sitting in the floor, headphones over her ears, and music turned up so loud you can hear it through the ear pieces of said headphones. I walk around to get a better look at her and I see that she still has tears running down her face. This is the first time I get a good look at her, the first time I notice how truly beautiful she is. She starts humming along with the music and I back away, knowing it's probably best to leave her to her thoughts. It hurts my heart to see her so sad, but seeing as she doesn't like me, nor does she want me around, I can't think of anything I can do to help. I go downstairs and grab one of my suitcases with clothes in it that I left by the front door and get out an outfit for the day. I grab a black long sleeve shirt, black skinny jeans, black socks, and black boxer briefs. I pick up another suitcase, this one with a white tag tied to the handle labeled "BEANIES" and I open it, grabbing a black beanie with the logo FTF on the front in red. A/N FTF is the initials for the name of the band that Heath is in. Little fact, I put one of my original songs as the song Silence. Another little fact, I have also named Heath's band after the name of the band I have always dreamed of creating and being in. Another little fact, last one I promise, almost every song that Heath's band performs will be an original song by me and every song that Chloe writes is going to be an original song by me, I didn't originally write these songs for this book so they are quite personal, however I will be using lyrics from bands already in existence, but it will be as cover songs and there will be props given to said bands. Now I give you back to the story! Going back upstairs, clothes and beanie in hand, I enter the room and walk over to the bathroom. Entering the bathroom, I place my clothes on the counter and begin to strip for a shower.