The Silence Part I

"Tell me a piece of your history that you're proud to call your own.Speak in words you picked up as you walked through life alone.We used to swim in your stories and be pulled down by their tide, choking on the words and drowning with no air in sight"

- Bastille - The Silence

The warm sunlight on her cheeks woke Laura up. There she was, another day she had no motivation to get up and start in the day. The comfort of her bed, her love for sleep and the silence. These things were all she really enjoyed at this moment. But now, she needed to get up and do those things she tried to avoid. She didn't want to talk to him, the one who cheated on her with this cheap girl last week. She felt nothing else than pain and she was tired. Tired of the way how people lie and cheat. The way how she always had to fight for the things she wanted. It never happened to her that she got something for free. Her parents died when she was a little girl and didn't not know that this world was cold and hard. Since that day, she had to fight. Those silent little a moments like now, did never last long.

Finally, with heavy bones, she got up and walked out of her Bedroom. She went down the floor to make herself a coffee. She looked at her phone to see if anybody was looking for her. She saw that her ex-boyfriend tried to call her for several times. Without a second thought, she decided to ignore him. How could he dare to call her after he did that to her? But there was another message. Her best-friend wrote her in the middle of the night. Apparently, she was out with her other friends and asked Laura if she would join them. Laura didn't text back, first she wanted to drink her hot coffee. As always, she drank her coffee without milk or sugar. The weather outside was beautiful. Everywhere you could hear the laughter of children and even the birds seemed to be happy.

Laura drank her coffee, got up and walked back in her bedroom. There she looked for her Outfit for this wonderful Day, and dressed herself up. In the Bathroom, she washed the dried tears off her face. Her eyes were red and everybody could see, that she had spent a lot of time crying.