~July 11, 2017~

The night before Minho and I had crawled through my bedroom window around 1:30 AM. We had gotten lost, twice, once in the hospital and the other time on the road.

"We aren't ever doing that again."
Minho told me the night before. I shook my head in agreement.

Today, nether if us wanted to get out of bed to get to the pet shelter on time. To be honest, I didn't want to go to the pet shelter at all.

"Kyle!" Alice called. I didn't answer, but I walked into the room she was in. She handed me some bread and butter, with more butter than usual.

"Kyle we're worried about you." Max told me. I kept eating my butter and bread. Minho had his head in his hand, dozing off.

"Kyle, you can't go until you're eighteen without talking." Alice told me. I shook my head. "Fine, I can't handle you not talking until you're eighteen." I didn't reply. Then Minho's head landed in his food. I smiled at that, but quickly bit my lip.

"What did you guys do last night?" Alice asked me. I didn't reply. Macy jumped onto Minho and Minho flew up, half melted butter was falling down his face.

"I didn't drive a car!" Minho yelled as he woke up. I growled and hope Alice or Max didn't pick up.

"What did you guys do last night!" Alice and Max both yelled at the same time.

"Sometimes I wonder why I wanted parents." Minho mumbled. I glanced at my watch and then glared at Minho. Minho looked at the time. "Well time to go, Max time to drive us. Let's go. Like now. I actually mean now." Minho said standing up. I stood up, and grabbed my backpack before Minho pulled Max and I out the door. We got in the car.

"So, when was the last time you guys were in here?" Max asked. This time, both of us shut up. Max took a deep breath before replying. "If both of you shut up, I'm taking you both to the hospital." Max replied. I flinched when Max said hospital, and he noticed it. He raised an eyebrow, but started the car and started driving.

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Author's Note

I'm back on my phone writing. I feel so happy. It's so much better. Idk why. I can like only write Broken Silence on my phone and no where else.

Also, you all know that character picture things I do? Would you like three more of the bullies that hurt Melody? Or nah?

Idk

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