Take Two

Prologue

The sound of the waves fills my ears as I close my eyes. I could feel the wet sand below my palm and the water touching my feet. It was almost past sunset and you couldn't hear people anymore. It was just me and the sound of the waters.

As much as I wanted to just fall asleep at this sound, I tried not to.

I had a lot to think about. Family, Friends and Boyfriend. Even work. Nothing was going right and I just discovered, I might die anytime soon.

Ironic, isn't it.

But yet, sitting here, I couldn't think about anything but the sound of the waves and how it would look like, although it's right in front of me. A teardrop rolls down my cheeks without me realising that I was probably crying. I wipe it almost immediately but couldn't stop another drop from falling again.

"Tough times?"

I slowly gained my senses when I heard an unfamiliar voice. I open eyes to find a fine looking man sit next to me, about 3 feet away. He looks at me with his brown eyes gleaming as if he had a secret to keep. He gave a sad smile and looks back at the see, giving me more time to stare at his unique features. His weirdly silver hair, which looked a bit orange in the sunlight, swayed in the breeze and his perfectly shaped pink lips, slightly parted as he stared deeply at the ocean. He sighed several times, or maybe he was just enjoying the breeze. He looks back at me, making me realise I stared at him for too long.

"What are you doing here alone anyways?"

"I....Just...."

"wanted to escape reality?"

"yes...yes...exactly" I didn't want it to sound like I was not sure but maybe, it came out like that. He smiled and as he did, his eyes became small and the sight in front of me was probably the prettiest in the entire world.

"Most of the people who come here, alone, say the same"

"Do you live here?"

"Yes... I do. With my six brothers... Not that you asked but yeah."

"That's cool, I guess. Do you get along with your brothers?" I low-key wished he said 'no' because that was how my relationship with my siblings and parents was but he smiled and looked back at the ocean.

"They...are not my actual brothers. We are just friends. But...we have lived with each other for about 10 years now. It feels like we are a family, you know..." I couldn't stop myself from being envious. I never really had friends who stayed with me for a long time. Most of my friendship usually broke off as soon as I shifted schools or colleges. " We've known each other for like 12-13 years now..."

"Wow...That's a really long time..."

"I know right!" he sighs again looking at the sea, a small smile on his face. Maybe he was thinking about his friends. "We never realised how fast the night passes by do we?"

That's all he said. And that's all it took me to remind myself of my shitty life and my shitty circumstances. All my life, as the night passed by, I always found myself alone, in a dark room, hearing laughter from outside the door but never being able to join with them. In the school, although everybody knew me, they never looked at me as a friend. At work, people treat me just like a robot- don't feel anything, don't say anything. And finally in this big mess, when I found a boyfriend, when I finally thought there was something good in my life, he turned out the biggest jerk of all times. In between all of this, I was told of my sickness and that I won't live for long.

Suddenly, it all rushed at me. All my problems and all of my pain. It hurt. It hurt so bad that I could think straight. The next moment, I was crying my eyes out, head buried in my arms and legs, as the boy stayed quite beside me. Maybe he was weirded out by my sudden outburst or maybe he left. Is he disgusteda? Does he think I'm weird?

"It's better to just cry out when you're sad you know. And when you're done, I take you back home"

"I don't have a 'home' to go to" I manage to say in one go.

"Not you're home silly... To mine... To ours... TO MAGIC SHOP"