Passed the Breaking Point

Chapter 1- YDG

Looking outside I saw a normal day. Sun beaming its dreadfully hot rays through my window. Barely any clouds because Californians can 'handle the heat'. At least that's what the useless weathermen say.

"Callie!" Hearing my named shouted from down the hall at 7 a.m. wasn't a new experience for me. I groaned and slid my tired body out of bed and shuffled down two doors to my younger sisters room.

"What Willow?" I snapped (you can't blame me) while poking my head through the cracked door. She was sitting in her bed with her phone in hand, trembling.

I stepped my way in, pulling my blonde coated copper hair over one shoulder while I sat next to her. "Cal.. He.. He broke up with me! Bryan broke up with me! Can you believe him?"

I had to use all my willpower not to gag just at the sound of his name. Bryan, was Willow's now ex-boyfriend who had no intentions except for taking advantage of my beautiful sister. She had gorgeous mahogany hair and stunning hazel eyes. Not to mention an always ready beach body. No wonder boys always toyed with her.

Though all the pain she's been through, she still keeps falling for the same shitty guys. I can't blame her. 17 year olds have a tendency to under think situations like these.

I brushed her hair over her shoulders and kissed the top of her head in an effort to fill the empty air. "He's just a shitty guy, Willow. You don't need boys to complete you."

No matter how many times I gave this speech she never listened. I knew she wouldn't, but secretly hoped every time that it would hit her eventually.

"It's like he just wanted to use me then dump me right after!" She sobbed a bit dramatically into the bed sheets. Probably. I thought to myself.

"Why don't you lay off guys for awhile. That's what I've done and I've been drama-free for years." Which wasn't completely a lie in my defense. I haven't had boy drama in the 2 years I've been in art school.

She nodded her head quietly and I got up, doing the older sister duty and getting her breakfast.

I trudged downstairs partially loosing my two sizes too big shorts along the way. Then, in my luck the home phone started ringing on the far side of the living room.

I ran, practically diving, picking it up on the fourth ring. "Hello?" I fumbled out trying to catch my breath.

"Yes, hello. Is that Callie Adams?" I stuttered, trying to decipher the voice coming from the other end. It sounded familiar but not in a way that I could pin point it to a specific face. "Yes it is. May I ask who's speaking?" Then the line went dead. Talk about a wake up call.

I laughed at my own joke and walked to the kitchen determined to get this damned breakfast done. To no avail, Willow slipped down the stairs and into a stool at the kitchen counter.

"Don't bother me, I'm trying to make you breakfast!" And then I proceeded to do so. That's how our morning went. After breakfast I suggested that we go out to the pier not too far from our waterfront house.

I sent Willow up and I followed not to far behind, continuing walking even after she had turned to her room. When I got to the light blue door I pushed it open and stepped in. It smelt of lemon juice and hibiscus flower lotion.

Looking around my overflowing drawers, I felt the need to look nice for today. Maybe that bizarre call just took a toll on me. I picked out high waisted jean shorts, to replace my sagging pajama ones. and a blue bikini top to substitute for my rolling stones tank top.

I loved the color blue. Well I just loved how soothing the ocean was. Typical for a westerner to say. As if on cue my alarm went off playing 'Purified' by one of my favorite bands. Of Mice and Men. I walked over to it (singing along) before hitting it off.

I grabbed a pair of sun glasses and slid on a pair of canvas vans and walked out calling for Willow to follow. Today felt off. In a way I couldn't pin point...It just didn't feel normal.

As me and my sister walked down the pier, we talked about everything and anything that came to mind. Movies, shopping, other plans for the week.

Suddenly, something caught my eye from the beach. I turned to take a quick glance at the tall, work of art walking down the sand, letting the small waves wash over his feet. I felt myself turn red as I strained to get a better look at this man.

He was covered in mysterious tattoos. Drawing my attention towards him more. "Cal!" Willow snapped me out of my trance. "Just go down and talk to him instead of gawking at him." She laughed and playfully touched my shoulder.

I stumbled and ran back down the pier, eager to get a closer look, pulling Willow by the wrist. I slowed down when I reached the sand and Willow smiled and stood back, while I pulled my shoes off and dangling them from my fingers.

The closer I got to him the more I felt myself blush. Thank god for the blinding sun to hide it slightly. As I stepped into his radius I suddenly forgot how to breath.

He had to be at least 27, much older than my 21 years. Much to my misfortune he was around 6'0" also squashing my 5'6". I realized I had nothing to say. "Hey there!" I found myself sounding a bit too excited for my liking.

He responded, much to my surprise, with just as much enthusiasm. "Hey! How's it going?" He flashed the most breath taking smile I've ever seen in my entire life. I pulled my glasses off my face and pushed them up into my hair.

"It's..it's going well." I smiled faintly, knowing mine was no match to his pearly smile.

"What brings a girl like you here on this blistering hot day?" I ultimately stopped trying to hide the red creeping onto my cheeks. "I live a little ways down. Plus I love the water." I gushed, feeling a little more comfortable.

"It's a good thing. You've got a beautiful figure." He added a chuckle along with a sly grin. I found myself laughing and nudging him with my elbow. "Hey now!" This smile wouldn't leave my face.

All of a sudden Willow came running towards me and pulled me away. "We've got to go! I've got an appointment!" The younger girl squealed and would not let go of my arm. The tall man called out, "What's your name?"

I laughed softly, "Callie..meet me here tomorrow!" I barely got that last part out before I was completely torn away for the beach. Tomorrow couldn't come soon enough...