𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 her brother was all she had. But a new town means a new start. So when a stranger with beautiful hair starts to melt the ice around her heart. Will she fall into the trap that is love or will she put her brother first like he's alway...
Growing up in California I remember wanting to be like the ocean. Because the ocean is strong as fuck. The ocean is powerful as fuck. The ocean is feminine as fuck.
But I could never really be like the ocean. My mom was like the ocean though. She might not always have felt like it but she was. Things weren't perfect but I liked the way things were before.
When mom was still around. When Billy wasn't afraid of his heart. When I was more bubbly. But dad ruined it. Us. Like he always did to good things.
The beach was our escape. Billy and I would build sand castles while mom would take pictures. We would all hold hands as we went down to the water because I was always so short.
Or me and mom would watch, cheering Billy on as he surfed. I loved beach days. The days where we could get away from dad. But when mom left things only went downhill from there. I couldn't sleep at night.
So I'd sneak into Billy's and he'd tell me stories as I cried myself to sleep. He was my best friend and his role as my protector only grew stronger as we got older and our dad got shitier.
Billy has always been a huge mamas boy. So all the waiting for our mom to walk back through the door and take us away turned into anger as the days turned into night and she never came running back through that door. It left me tainted as well.
