Jamie has it all - depression, anxiety, low self-esteem, and a hate for her endless acne. With no friends, a distant family, and a nonexistent love-life, Jamie has made it through her twenties by hanging onto her dream of becoming a professional si...
When I woke up, everything was dark. I stretched as I slowly sat up to see the light from outside peeking inside the beach house. I got out of bed and walked over to the rail to look downstairs. That's when I saw the sofa had been turned into a bed.
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I see why A.B. wanted me to sleep upstairs. The best bed is down there.
I walked down the stairs and turned on the main light. I rubbed my arms as I looked around for A.B.'s presence. The bathroom door was open, but the light was off. I walked over to the front door and twisted the knob. The door was locked. Just checking. I went to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. I grabbed a bottle of water instead of a bottle of juice. Still gotta watch those calories.
Finally, I walked over to the sliding door and pulled on the handle. It slid open. I poked my head out the door and that's when I saw someone standing on the beach, looking out at the dark ocean.
I took a sip of my water before putting it down and going outside. I closed the door and walked barefoot on the ground that soon turned into sand. I should've worn my sandals, but the sand did feel cool and soft under my feet. I hugged myself as I walked up behind A.B.
"Did you sleep well?"
I nearly stumbled. "How did you know it was me?" I asked him.
A.B. turned around. "I heard you coming."
"Well, I slept mighty good if I say so myself. I feel energized, too." I asked him, "Why are you out here?"
A.B. answered, "Just enjoying the view and how peaceful it is."
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He was right. The beach felt and looked peaceful at night. I walked passed him to get closer to the water. What a beautiful thing God made!
"Did we say everything that needed to be said?" He asked me.
I turned to face him. "Like what?"
"Our wants and needs for this relationship," he stated.
I thought to myself before responding, "I just want to be cared for, supported, and treated right. And I need your presence, communication, and unwavering faith in God. As long as you can do that, I'll be okay."
