Page 12 of Ruin

I take a step closer to him, and he instinctively takes a small one back. “How do you two talk to each other?” I ask quietly, not wanting Trixie to hear. I plan on asking her the same question.

“She doesn’t,” he says. “From the day she started, she’s kept to herself. I do all the talking.”

Before he can say anything else, I turn and walk away, sliding into the driver’s seat.

She doesn’t talk to anyone at school. How can you go a whole day without having a conversation with someone? The teachers in the building don’t even know sign language, which is fucking stupid. They have enough fucking money to hire someone for the year.

I glance at her as I pull out of the parking lot. She’s staring out the window.

“Who do you talk to at school?”

Nothing.

I had a feeling she’d test me. See how far she could push my buttons before I lose my cool with her.

“You can tell me, or I can find other ways to make you.”

Now I wouldn’t mind her on her knees, those full lips. I’m sure she knows how to do something good to my dick.

She signs.

I don’t talk to anyone. No one can understand me, anyway.

So, I was right about her.

When we park outside the pizza place, I tell her to get out, and we go straight to the booth in the corner.

“You can sit here.” I motion to the seat next to me.

She looks at the seat across from me.

“Sit down now,” I warn. “Unless you’d rather get on your knees under the table and start your repayment.”

I’m not fucking around. She needs to know that. This is my game. My fucking rules.

“Hey Declan, what can I get you today?”

Beth is the same server who has worked here since we were kids, smiles at me.

“What I always get. Thanks Beth. Trixie?” I slide the menu to her so she can take a look.

This pizza place is the best in town. No one from school ever comes here for two reasons. One, pizza isn’t cheap, and two, it’s a little out of the way.

Trixie grabs her bag, and I look at Beth and give her a nod to say give us a minute.

“What are you doing?” I ask Trixie.

She ignores me, so I ask again. This time I take her hand, so she stops looking through her fucking bag.

She looks at me, and starts signing.

Wanted to see if I have enough money with me.

“What do you want?” I call Beth back over to us as Trixie hands the menu back to me. “I’ll add it to the debt you already owe me.”

Leaning back I take my phone out to message Hayden.

Declan

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