My Swimmer 2 (BxB) {Book 2}

Chapter 23

I drank a little too much alcohol, I had to go to the bathroom, I knew that this property had a small beach house, and there's a big beach house over up at the hills, which was the student's family's property, they just have an extra more near the beach and now is for a beach party space.

So I went inside, there was a couple people talking, maybe others making out, I found a bathroom that wasn't occupied.

After I was done peeing(of course I washed my hands), I was about to head back out, but heard some noise in a room across from the bathroom door.

"Mmph, don't go, mmph, too far, Blake." A guy moaned, I knew that voice anywhere, Danial.

The door wasn't closed all the way, I peeked through the crack to confirm if it really was him, two bodies stuck together like glue, Danial was under Blake, I wanted to cry so bad, my heart felt torn. I want to move, but I just can't, I feel suddenly paralyzed.

They just kept moaning in kisses, then someone taps on my shoulder which had snapped me out of it, "Excuse me, can I use the bathroom please?" A girl asks.

I nodded and left, I went back down to the beach where everyone else was, I went and grabbed a beer, I just wanted to keep on drinking until I forget about what I saw, because I knew it wasn't a dream.

"Hey, what's wrong? Hey-Hey! Don't drink too much!" Olivia says, slowing me down from drinking.

"Why? I'm having a good time! See? Cheers!" I drunkenly told her.

"Really? Your eyes says otherwise. What happened?"

"You know? You should stick your nose where it really belongs, just stop trying to get in everyone's head!" I yelled angrily.

Olivia starts to tear up a little, I felt guilty.

"Olivia, I-I'm sorry. I'm just not myself tonight."

"It's okay. Do you want to talk about it?"

I stared at her for a moment, then nodded.

We went to a quiet, empty spot, looking at the beautiful sight of the moon, "Olivia, I feel hurt."

"From what?"

I didn't answer.

"From Danial?"

I nodded.

"I. . . I saw him, with someone else, Blake, they were having s*x."

"Oh," was what all Olivia said, she looked gloomy.

"Olivia? Did you already know?"

She sadly nodded, "I'm sorry I kept it from you. I didn't know how to tell you, I'm sorry." She sniffled.

I stayed quiet for a moment, there were things that I wanted to blurt out, "Reality sucks, you know?" I told her, and drank some more of my beer that I had kept.

"I know. It can't always go the way you want it to."

"It never does." I looked at her, shaking my head as tears rolled down my warm cheeks, "It just never works out for me. I basically have no parents, the one I love, can't love me back. What did I do to deserve this?"

Olivia starts to cry softly, shaking her head, her voice breaks, "I don't know."

I continued to look at the moon.

She holds my hand, "One day, Riley, just one day, you'll find someone who'll love you more than anyone else could, just. . . hang in there. But first, love yourself." She tried to put up a brave face, then she pulls me into her arms, hugging my poor soul, comforting me like any good sister would.

We stayed there for a while, then she said, "I'll be right back, I really need to go potty, I've been holding it in for too long."

I chuckled as she tried to quickly run for it but slow down so she doesn't pee on the spot. I went up and went back to the cooler and got some more beer.

She didn't come back for quite a while, so I drank as much I wanted to drink off the pain that was still lingering onto me.

Then I find myself endlessly wobbly walking on the beach, I felt a hand grab my arm, "Heeey, I've been yelling for you." Miles slurs his words, he was really drunk, as drunk as I was.

"Sorrrry, I've became deaf due to heartbreak." I said.

He was wrapping himself in one of those blankets from the party.

"Uhhh, is that. . . yours?"

"Huh? This? I don't know anymore." He chuckles drunkly, "I was just a bit cold, so I took it."

"Let's use it. I'm tiiirrrreed."

He nods, unwrapping the blanket and putting it on the soft sand, we laid on it.

"Did you say something about heartbreak?" Miles asks.

"I don't remember."

"I know I'm heartbroken." He pounds his own chest, "I'm not aloud to love anymore.

"Mm? Why?"

"Because you, sirrr, said, 'we should only be friends, nothing more!'"

"I said that? I don't sound like that!"

"It'd be nice if you hadn't said that, and that it was. . . just, a bad dream."

"You know? Speaking of dreams, I wished that me seeing two men have s*x was just a dream. How does that even work?"

"How does *hiccups* what work?"

"S*x between men!" I said loudly.

"Why? Did you want to try it with someone?"

"There was someone, but now, he's out of the picture, gone. Or *hiccups* maybe I'm the one out of the picture."

"I know how, but. . . I'm too tired. G' night!" He flipped over to the other side where I couldn't see him.

I turned him over, "I want to try it."

"*hiccups* Try what?"

"S*x. How does it feel?"

"I don't know."

"But you *hiccups* you just said you knew how to do it."

"And I do, but I've never done it with anyone."

I guess I was dumb enough to think he wasn't a virgin.

He giggles drunkenly, "This is such a nice dream, it feels somehow real too, *hiccups* is god playing with my head?"

"I'll show you if it's real or not." I leaned in and kissed him, I pulled back, "Does that feel like a dream to you?"

He tilts his head with his eyes closed, "I don't know, I really can't tell."