George Nicholson had, always, been a guy with a plan. Nothing was meant to happen on a whim in his life.
As his last year of university loomed in the distance, George put together a plan to spend summer at his home town of Lakebay with his two best...
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Sometimes, you think you are ending. You think that nothingness will be your new home. Then, again you fail to see that some endings are just other beginnings.
This morning I chose to believe that today was not another end in my life, but rather a door to a new beginning. Our flight was at 4 pm, I had already packed my stuff. Leah helped me in silence, whenever I looked at her she smiled at me but I could see the sadness in her eyes. Last night and after we got back from the tattoo parlor, we spent the night on the beach, star gazing.
We woke up at the earliest hour of morning, the sun was barely peeking at us from behind the vast ocean. Leah's head was resting on my chest, as my fingers touched the edges of warm brown hair. My eyes were watching the waves embracing the shore, a relentless war between the fading moon and the rising sun.
"Do you fancy a walk at dawn?" Leah whispered hoarsely.
I looked down at her with a smile on my face. Her hazel eyes had changed once again and the universe poured its light into them, and all I was looking at was a shade of magnificent emerald green.
"How could I say no to that?" I said as I planted a kiss on her forehead.
The ocean was touching feet and the cold breeze of an early summer morning soothed our skin. We walked in silence for a few seconds before Leah opened up her heart for me.
"It was one hell of a first date!" Leah laughed humorlessly.
"It was a hell of a summer." I replied, my eyes looking into hers.
Leah smiled weakly as she rested her head on my arm. We walked for another silent second before we stopped, facing the ocean.
"I was driven mad by this sense of betrayal and deep sadness. My mother took my money then I found out that she married my ex boyfriend. She told me to not come to my own home over a phone call." Leah exhaled loudly before she kept talking, "I didn't think, I just acted upon my rage. There was a veil over my eyes that made me see no reason. I don't even remember how I got to our house. I knew for a fact that Jake kept a baseball bat under the backseats of his car. I broke his window with a rock I picked from our front yard, and opened the car's door. I took out the bat and busted his car. When they heard the commotion they got out of the house. I think Mr. Jackson, our neighbor, was calling them. I vaguely remember someone begging me to stop. I felt arms come around me and without thinking twice I swung the bat. It was Jake, I hit him on the side then on his knee. Sometime later, I brought myself to a halt. My mother was sobbing as she held... held the man I once thought I was in love with. He was on the ground crying in pain. I lost myself at that moment. All I was able to think about was my mother and Jake discarded me like an old pile of unwanted junk. Just like my father did. I remember myself running through the streets. I remember the pain in my chest grew faster as my eyes blurred."
Leah was silently crying. Her beautiful eyes rained like a lonely cloud on a spring day. I held her closer to me. I let her cry for as long as she needed. I have no power to place a judgment on her. I could barely fathom the pain she had been through.
