S: I am silent, my name is Silent, I may look cute but on the inside I'm different, I have this.. gift? It let's me see what's on people's minds, I only use it when I have to though, the red haired man ordered an extra drink and he looked troubled, I can't go deep into people's mindset but when I use my gift all I can see is the thing that is on there mind the most, in this instance, a brown haired boy in a hospital bed, I subconsciously knew what one belonged to him and wrote 'get well soon' on it a smiley face below, after that I went in the back, my boss, he was pissed, I had let him down, he beats me and sends me to work, unpacking supplies, moving heavy boxes, over half my weight, I'm in a tank top while struggling to lift it, suddenly a super loud yell rang through the air hurting my somewhat sensitive hearing, "Green haired boy!!" I could swear that was the red haired male, my boss stormed out, he came back minutes later, I didn't even notice, I was mostly trying not to pass out due to dehydration, I felt a hand on my shoulder I dropped the box halfway to the ground and threw my hands up shielding my face, I don't think my body can take another beating in this weak state, why do I take the beatings, abuse, living on the brink of death? Because I owe it to him, I live here and in return I have to do what he says, weather it's taking a beating, the abuse, thank God not rape yet, "Comon kid, were leaving, don't care what you say, it's best." The red haired male said in a calm voice, I lowered my hands and nodded, he led me out of the only home I know of now, we started for the hospital? But he looked and me and led me to the apartments, he walked in a room leaving me out there, he came back with a red shirt, I put it on gladly over the old worn tank top I smiled to him, we started for the hospital, we got there and went to a room, the three males I served were there, and the boy I saw in red hairs head was there drinking the Green iced tea, suddenly one spoke he had yellow hair, yellow eyes, and was wearing a yellow sweater with an eye on it, damn this guy likes yellow, "Hey K, isn't that the cashier guy?" He asked "Yes Jim." Red hair sighed, he gasped, "I knew you had a crush on him! I won W!" "Awww Comon!" The somewhat shy blue hair whined "I don't have a crush on green!" I just stare the smile slightly fading from my face, brown hair groaned I looked at him the rest of them did to, "Dipper, what's wrong?!" Yellow hair asked worried "You bitches being bitches in front of a person who doesn't care about what bets you won, or who has crushes on who." He complained, I held up two fingers telling him I didn't care either, "Make that two, anyway does anyone even respect the fact there is a stranger in the room?" yellow gasped, "I was a stranger to you a less than a month ago, are you going to leave me?!" He said it in a sarcastic voice, I wanted to laugh but that would scare them, it sounds like a demon when I laugh and same when I talk, reason why I have my name, another reason was, in the orphanage I grew up at, I never talked nor did I have a name, and if I did talk, it would be whispering to the ones I trust the most, that was one person, my best friend Jason, he wasn't afraid of me, he knew me, he trusted me! And what happened to him, the kid was twelve, some fifteen year old bitches killed him protecting me, damnit I was the cause of his death because of me he died and now I know I cannot have anyone close, I earned the beatings I was given, I earned the abuse, all because I let that boy die! A silent silvery tear ran down my face, the boy in the bed looked alot like Jason, like he was able to grow up, live a normal life! NOT carry the burden of having me as a 'friend' a few more tears came falling like raindrops, sprinkling out of the clouds, I mustn't let it pour, I will make noise with my voice, I can't ruin everything, but I wanted to let it all out, the tears I've been holding in, it built up in the clouds called eyes, drip drop they fell, fell down the sky called my cheeks until it reached my chin, and fell down to the floor letting out a drop but hushed, they were talking as I silently cried, silent like me, letting out what I've held up for years, sometimes they whispered then laughed, just like Jason,

Flash back:

I leaned forward near Jason's ear, "What do you get when you throw strawberries at the wall?" I asked him, it was the joke I had gotten on the go-gurt I had today, it might have been a terrible place to live, but they have decent food, "I don't know what?" He laughed waiting for the priceless answer that was about to come to him, "An angry teacher." I softly giggled, so only he could hear, he laughed a little too, "So true though!" I smiled and he let out a small snort.

End of flash back.

Brown hair looked over at my tear filled eyes, he gazed at me and slightly frowned, given his weak state he got out of the bed Suddenly remembering that he has stuff stuck in his arm, he grumbled something then sat down on the bed patting his hand over for me to sit, I walk over there hesitantly, but sit down, the three were still talking, he gave me a pad of paper with a pencil, "What's your name?" He asked, he probably thought I was mute, I'm one of those people who are selectively mute, (Cough cough me, I can go a while without talking, on my own terms of course.) I wrote down my name, 'Silent Whisper.' Whisper was my last name, he looked at me, "Cool name, kinda suits you! Dipper Pines." He let out a weak laugh, I was about to write something when the door opened, a female in a sweater skipped over to him, "Dip-Dot!" She nearly screamed, I put two fingers at the back of my ear, anyone teach her indoor voices? "What Mable?" He asked slightly annoyed, her eyes trailed up then back down in a nervous manner, "When do you think I should bring Veronica home?" This got everyone's attention, a pet? I decided to use my gift and I saw a little female about five years old, orange red hair, in a little blue dress, holding an old stuffed animal, probably passed down, before I could see more I was brought back to reality, "I-i don't know, Mable, can't we talk about this later?" Dipper stated knowing all the eyes where on him, all but mine, I was looking out the window, I couldn't help but feel there was something wrong, it felt like a force connecting me to the three brothers I think, some connection.