The Silent Sorrow (GXG)

5. Do you ever talk like at all?

We are on our way to the camping site, in the rain and the cold. I should have taken on a better jacket because it's already soaked through, so are my shoes. Should have listened to mom to put on rain boots, which Dandy was smart enough to do.

She is a little further in front of me, and as I thought, Andrea is keeping her distance. Not that I mind. It feels nice to hear other voices and the sound of water that streams down on the grass floor. The river that we are walking next to is huge, and I hope we are not going to live close to that. It would not be pretty to wake up with a lake in my pants.

Dandy turn to watch me, and I smile lightly at her. Then she stops walking and I end up next to her. We start moving forward together. Sometimes I catch her watching me. Not like that is something new. She always looks at me. We just walk in silence, which is nice. Maybe I could get used to this.

We came to the camp for about twenty minutes ago. Our teachers informed us to just put up the tent as fast as possible, and if the rain stops pouring down, we can try to make a fire, which is probably not going to happen. It's wet all over and now I am staring at Dandy. Who is working on to get the tent up. While I am standing with my hands in my wet jacket, shaking so bad that I think my teeth are going to break.

Dandy stops everything she is doing, and watch me for a moment with her tense, hazel eyes. Then she stands up, rubbing her temple as she moves over to her bag. I hope she is done soon because I need to change and take off my shoes. I can't feel my toes.

Before I know it, Dandy comes towards me and lay a jacket around me. Her eyes narrowed, very focused as she does it. I smile at her brightly as she turns and continues with the tent. Don't get me wrong, I asked if she needed help, but she just looked at me. She didn't even nod, which kind of answered my question. It was very nice of her to lend me one of her jackets. It's better than mine, and it smells good.

It looks like Dandy is done as she takes down the zipper on the tent. Then she grabs, amazingly enough, both of our bags and throw them inside. She holds the tent open for me to step in. I smile as I walk in, but stumble on the edge. There is a pull on the jacket she lent me, keeping me from falling face down. I step further in as I get my feet working like they should. A smile and a blush come across my face as Dandy comes in.

"Thank you." I say since she saved me from making a fool of myself. Dandy don't even nod, maybe she is not in a very good mood today. I mean it's cold and wet, but I can't see a trace of her reacting to it.

"Umm, Dandy." She watches me after checking around, her eyes still so tense.

"I-I need to change." I say looking down at my wet clothes, and then my eyes widen as she holds up my bag to hand it over to me. I smile as I grab it and she steps back into to the rain.

"No." I sigh, I am such an i***t, but standing here and feeling like an ass does not make it better. I step into the sleeping room and start changing in a rush.

"You can come in now." I call out to Dandy, after changing almost everything. She comes back in and takes off her jacket and shoes to step in next to me. I sit down and look through my bag, finding my sleeping bag. Which I jump right into because I am so cold. Dandy lies into her own sleeping bag as well and just lay down with her arms behind her head, watching the roof as we listen to the rain.

"Dandy?" I say lightly and she turns to watch me with her fascinating eyes.

"I'm sorry that I..." She shakes her head, stopping me from talking. I was going to tell her that I am sorry that I am not much of a help. To be honest, I am just a mess. I watch her confused and then just shrug to myself. I don't know how to talk to her. I guess she just wants it to be quiet.

My hands and feet are so cold that it hurts, and I can't stop shaking. I hate cold and I hate rain. I sigh as I close my eyes. Right now, we were actually supposed to explore the woods and get to know each other, but the weather is ruining everything. So, our teacher canceled the whole thing and told us to just enjoy ourselves. I am so not going out into the rain again.

I open up my eyes and jump a little, as I see Dandy staring. She always does. I need to get used to this. Then she moves her hand up and I feel her take something out of my hair. Which is a piece of grass.

"Do you ever talk like at all?" I ask, almost frustrated, but I hide it, I thought as her eyes narrow more. Oh, god. I just ruined, didn't I? She turns around, showing me her back, as she looks through her bag. I am such an asshole. I do the same as her turn around and close my eyes. There is not much to do than to sleep. Since I can't go out or that Dandy is not talking to me. My eyes shoot wide open as I feel Dandy lay a blanket over me.

"Dammit!" I shout as I turn around to her, but still, she watches me just the same as always.

"Dandy, you are freaking me out! I mean that in a good way because you are probably the kindest person I know. You help me all the time and you are very gentle, but you don't talk to me or even smile. Do you know how frustrating that is?" I almost shout, but worst of all she is just watching me with her hard eyes.

I sigh in disappointment as I put my hand over my face. Dandy remove my hand and I meet her eyes again. How can her hand be so warm? We just walked through the pouring rain, and I am freezing my t**s off. While she is as warm as the sunlight.

"It would be nice if you just said something." I barely plead. To no use at all. She just stares at me. I roll my eyes as I turn around. Holding onto the warm blanket, she laid over me. I just close my eyes listening to the annoying rain outside. I want to be angry with her, but she has such a gorgeous face. Dammit.

Foolish of me, I feel asleep and I totally forgot to warn Dandy that I am very restless when I sleep. I don't know how many times I have fallen on the floor from my bed.

Now, I am scared and embarrassed, because my face is buried in the side of the Dandy's stomach and my hand is resting on her stomach. I hate myself so much right now, but at least I am warm. Her sleeping bag is not over her stomach, and I think I can feel her abs. I know she is strong, but come on.

I am not going to move. For the first that would make her notice that I am awake if she is. For the second, she is so warm and soft. Her stomach is moving up and down very calm, but she is always calm. Except for the look on her face.

I turn my head lightly so my cheek is resting on the side of her, it's dark, but I think there is a flashlight or something on here. Dammit. She is awake. This can't be more awkward then it is right now. My heart can't relax and I think my body is back to shaking.

I am probably making her very uncomfortable. Hello, a stranger is clinging to her. Of course, it must feel awful. I move slowly away from her, but I only end up lying on her arm. She does not move it, but it must be uncomfortable for her. You know what just screw it.

"I'm so sorry." I say as I move away from her and meet her eyes. She does not say or do anything, like always. She is just watching me as I lay back on my place.

"Is there a reason for you not talking?" I wonder now because I don't think she is being silent on purpose. Not like she lost her tongue. Well, it might be an option, but I don't believe so. Maybe I did something or that I don't deserve any of her words. Dandy does not nod or even shake her head.

"Did I do something wrong?" I ask which gives me a response. Her eyes hardened with anger, and she shakes her head slowly.

"Okay," I smile. Since I didn't do anything bad to her.

"But there is something wrong?" I dig. Yes, I might be asking too much, but I just want to get to know her. Dandy is the only one close to a friend and the only one I like to be around at school because she seems not just kind, but very loyal. Dandy does not answer that question as well.

"Where did you get that?" I ask as I move my fingers lightly on the awful scar on her neck. Amazingly enough, Dandy does not move but look at my hand softly. She does not open her mouth to tell me, but that is not a surprise.

I smile, of the softness on her face, but when she watches me, I can see the pain in her eyes. It makes me take away my hand, but she is still staring, as she clenches her teeth. Now I have done something wrong because she looks at me so miserable and with sorrow. I must have triggered something.

Dandy and I have been lying in quiet for hours until the damn wind started. It blows so much that I can feel it through the tent, and I am back to freezing. I am lying in a foster position while shaking. Even though I am packed down in the sleeping bag and clinging onto the blanket Dandy gave me. I can't seem to get the warmth in my body.

Worst of all, I am so exhausted that I am struggling to keep my eyes open. I want to sleep, but I just can't. Dandy is staring at me and there is no trace of coldness or tiredness in her eyes, but she watches me worried.

She has been doing that since I started shaking. It's nice to see something completely else in her eyes, but it would have been better with a smile on her face. I hope it is not my trembling that is keeping her awake, because it is in the middle of the night and we have to get up early the next day.

"I-I'm sorry." I say, but Dandy narrows her eyes as she shakes her head. She clenches her teeth as she moves to wrap her arm around me. Dragging me towards her and I bury my face in her chest, while she is holding me tightly. Her face is buried on the top of my head as she is stroking my neck.

Dandy's soft touch makes my body, calm down and I stop trembling. She is warm and her smell could just be enough to make me relax. I cling to her like a koala to its tree. Except that my tree is Dandy, the quiet, but kindest girl I have ever met.

Not just that, she is soft and comforting. I wonder why she is so kind to me. Dandy avoids others, but with me, she is watching me like a hawk. My eyes drift close to tiredness, now. Thanks to Dandy, who is keeping me warm, and her soft hand is soothing. Wish I could have had her every night. Just to keep me from falling down on the floor.

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