I awoke feeling more refreshed the usual to the sound of pots and pan's in the kitchen, i lifted my hands to my face removing sleep from my eye's before sliding my right palm down the back if my neck and massaging it gently to encourage circulation, hoping it may awaken my further. Sighing, i took my phone in my other hand and was shocked as the digits read 10:30am! I tried to move fast, but my body still ached from what it had been through so i reluctantly gave in to my momentary disability and lay propped up in bed, listening to the noises around me. It was far too quiet for a place full of teenage boys i thought to my self, but some one was in. The salty sent of bacon sneaked in through the openings around the door making my mouth water, i heard the satisfying sizzle it made in the pan drawing me out of beds to sample it. Naked chef sprung to mined when i walked into the kitchen. Sam was standing at the oven, shirtless cooking breakfast. "hi" i greeted him shyly, not knowing if he would want to be desterbed. He turned around, looking at me as i stood again our bedroom door. He was clearly embarrassed and i felt guilty being the cause, but the flushed scarlet colour his cheeks changed brought a small smile to my face "oh, morning Miss" he said, his voice a little uneasy as he attempted to play with the tea towel in front of his bare chest in a poor subtle attempt to hide. I walked away to the room after giggling to myself at his appearance. I tried to squeeze past him in the narrow hall and our skin made contact for a brief second, uneasy hit me but i looked at his face and the abashed smile on his face tore it away...odd. I sat in the living space realising only then the limitations of my own dress code. The thick fabric fell in the curvature of my body and elements of flesh where not covered. In the order to prevent the exposure of my injuries to Sam i retrieved a discarded dressing robe and draped my body in it. The think material formed an instant protective layer around me and i felt a little less self concourse. By this time Sam had also placed a shirt, hiding his shame from me. "the boys have gone shopping" he spoke, his voice gentle and calming. "i said i would stay and cook breakfast for you" pointing to a mountain of food that lay on the small oak table at one end of the living room. "i said i would meet them when you woke, enjoy your breakfast Miss" Sam said before rushing out the door leaving me unable to thank him for his kind actions. I took another look at the pile of delicious looking goods he had professional prepared for me and for the first time in a while, hunger formed in my stomach as i greatly tucked in.
I dressed quickly before the boys returned home, not wanting to be seen. I careful selected some thin cotton trousers and i loose fitting top hoping to cover up as much as possible but not be uncomfortable in the unforgiving heat. I looked in the mirror satisfied that the parts of my body painted with marks wouldn't be seen and then left the bedroom. A few moments later the boy's noisily returned back home. " come get some bags" George cried from outside and i hurried out, sliding on some flimsy flip flops as i did and waited in line to take a bag out of the boot if the car. I took two, looping the plastic handles around my fingers for support so pressured was not directly given to my healing wounds and grunted slightly at the pain given when i hoisted the bad up to my waist. Strong arms formed around causing me to restrain my body. "let me help you Miss" i relaxed knowing it was a friend, not Luke! This gesture would usual annoy me as it was normal an act of pitty making me feel inferior and infantile. But Sam knew nothing of my situation, if offer was purely out of kindness and i did not objects, only smiling at his kindness...some think i had not experienced in a long time. I walked up the small wooden steps back into the caravan and most of the shopping was away except a large pile of alcohol that they carried to the coolness of the bathroom. "its hot outside summer, you may want to take a swim suit, we are off to the beach" Jason said helpful. I made an excuse and stayed in my clothes telling them i would pack a bikini should i get too warm. I initially tried to persuade them to let me stay back alone, but both George and Sam agreed (in his word's ) it was not appropriate for a young lady to be by there self in unfamiliar surrounding. I scoffed, thinking how i had faced much more with Luke but never the less was touched by there concern and agreed to go with them.
I stepped out side and the burden of the sun was quick to remind me about the struggle i face, i tried to emobalis it and enjoy my company but it was difficult with the constant reminder of Luke burning down on me. The walk to the beach was short but the boy's rushed to the water to cool off the heat having impacted in them, they danced in the swim shorts carefree not worrying about what they looked like to the rest of society. It made me think back to Larry and my old friends, the summer nights we spent together...i tried to image what they would be doing, but the noise made by the ocean distracted me from my thoughts and i continued to make my way to the sands. The gritty substance entered my shoe with it gravely feel, it was also warm and the heat produced caused pain in my body, a wanting to be free. Alas i could only watch as my new friends enjoyed the irritating weather conditions. I took a towel out of one of the bags that the lads had fetched and unravel it, placing it on the ground and retrieving a rock for each corner so it was fixed in my chosen position. I lay my body on down upon it and took my MP3 place from my pocket. The soothing music began to pour into my head and i hummed to the rhythm, sure that know one would hear. After a few moments, the heat became intolerable. I looked at the gang at the waters edge and removed my top, spying to make sure they where not yet coming to meet me. I put my blue bikini top on before rapidly covering the rest of me with a light weight silk material, forcing it to cover every inch of flesh possible. Quenched by my actions, i resumed my position and let the lyrics enchante my body.i stretched my arm placing it lightly on the sand that lay beneath it. I felt the microscopic grains on my finger tips as i let them slid freely out of my grip, falling back to the earth. Through the music i could hear the distant call of bird's and the laughter the trailed from the boy's game's. The pleasant crash of the ocean constant in the back ground, like the beat on a drum in the base line of a song. Natures melody. I relaxed my self and soon Jason joined me, silent for a moment before he spoke, some thing hidden in his voice that his words masked. " hot isn't he?" puzzled i looked at him wanting to understand "Sam, i mean just look at him sum!" i chose to ignore him, i didn't image i would ever see any one in that way again. "you could do worse" he said, mischief underline in him. I mentally laugh, it wasn't difficult to get better then Luke! Not that i was interested i didn't aspire to be with any one again. "you know it's true sum sum" Jason said before pretending like the whole conversation had never happening facing down to his copy of an over priced magazine. I disregarded his words, finding them almost humorous and placed the other ear phone into my ear blocking the world, and my thoughts out. I unwind, nearly giving in to the temptations if sleep but before i was met by that satisfaction i felt a hand grasp tightly around both if my ankles followed by the same constriction bounding my wrists. My eye's darted open in shock as i tried to identify the danger. I saw Craig smirking as he winked at me, when i noticed bobbie behind me, i saw no intentions of evil in them but there close proximity still made me feel a little uneasy as they lifted me off the ground "" the waters nice sum, join us why don't you?" i laughed at them and wiggled to break free, but i was not afraid, over the original shock i was pleased to join in their light hearted fun, making me forget all about my issue's. George and Sam waited deep in the water and Jason's word' came into my thoughts...he was a little attractive i suppose, but it changed nothing? The two of them chanted encouraging the others to dunk me in the cool water, which i was hoping would be a relief to my over heated body. "three, two, one" they yelled before releasing my into the icy pool. I ignored the pain in my wrists that i still kept covered by the material as i plunged deeper and deeper, humor fresh in my heart. I raised my arms up and the broke the rippling surface of the water, but when i was fully out i noticed that the laughter had seized and an pleasant silence fell, each in the boys looked at my body except Sam who's gaze remained in my eye's . I noticed that my body defensive blanket was now making it's journey to sea, leaving me standing bare in just a bikini. I automatically attempted to wrap my arms around my self for protection against their eye's , but they had already seen too much. I felt disgusted in my own skin and waded fraticly out of the water and hurried to collect my things before evacuation for home. "give her time" i hear Sam say to George stopping him from running after me.
But, could time ever heal me..?
*/* really short chapter i know...sorry :/ i will try and make the next one longer, promise :D i just think it was important to know that summer is still plagued by what has happened. Anyway, the song for this little chapter is scars by Elegeion. Thank you :) *\*
