seashells - l.h

eleven

I threw sand, I picked up the broken seashells and threw them into the depths of the sea. I had multiple cuts on my hands and fingers from the sharpness of the shells cutting into me. I kicked the bench, pulled out the grass and the weeds, screamed and yelled and splashed the water, I've never been so frustrated, no, that doesn't explain how I feel..too little a word, I was fucking livid, angry, furious, infuriated, outraged. I wanted to fucking hurt my dad, I hated him so fucking bad.

I settled down, took a deep breath and fell to the sand and just held my eyes tightly shut. I let the water devour me and pull me in slowly. I just needed peace and quiet for a little bit...

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(Lukes POV)

I ran down to the beach considering I had heard screaming..and it sounded a bit familiar to Lily's voice..I had been going there anyway but I figured as if it had to be her considering she had stayed home from school today. I ran down the path and saw it was, indeed her. She had been laying lifelessly on the sand, and I heard some whimpers coming from her. I shook off my flip flops and ran to her side immediately.

(Lily's POV)

I felt someone come to my side and shake me a little. "Lily, what happened, are you okay?" I turned my head upwards and saw Luke had been at my side with a disturbed look on his face. "All I want is for some peace and quiet." I said. "Sit up, Lil.." He helped me up and brought me into a warm embrace. I hugged him tightly, that's all I needed really. All I needed was a hug. I released from his embrace and got up and walked over to the bench and sat down. "Are your hands okay? They're so red.." He said flipping over the palms of my hands. "Why did you do this?" He asked, face soft. "I got really mad and started throwing broken seashells." I said with a small grin on my face. "Oh you're laughing, yea?" He laughed along. "You're lucky I have those baby band-aids in my wallet." He pulled out his wallet from his back pocket and took out some small band-aids. "Put your hands out." He said opening them up one by one and sticking them on the arm of the bench. He unwrapped about seven..

"Here's one." He said putting a bandage on my pinky. "Here's...two." He put it on my palm, and he put the rest on my fingers and palms. "You also have really small hands." He said putting his wallet away and grinning. "What part of Australia are you from?" I asked because this whole time he was talking I was concentrating on how thick his fucking accent is. He laughed and kept his smile, "Sydney. Are you from America..like originally?" Originally..what an idiot. "Yes." I laughed. "Okay well, care to explain why you got so mad and started throwing seashells?" He said resting next to me. I gave him an uncertain look..this wasn't really something you shared with a stranger. "I don't really wanna talk about it." I said looking down at the sand.

"That's fine. Do you want me to leave you alone?" He asked. "I don't want you to take this the wrong way or anything but..I'm not really looking for a friend. People are nice at first and then everyone turns into an asshole and turns their back on you. I come to the beach to be alone..I just don't think I want a friend.." I feel like I was being a bit too harsh on him. "You don't know me..how could you just assume I would become an asshole?" He looked a bit taken back and hurt beyond my words. "..Everyone becomes like that.." I sighed. "You're assuming everyone becomes like that because the people you know are like that. You can't assume that I'm like that only after three or four days of talking, Lily. It isn't fair. But if you wanna throw away a friendship with me that is able to last, then I'll be on my way." He said getting up and sighing. I didn't know what to say..maybe it was just the mood I was in.

"Stay." I said looking down.

"I don't have a lot of friends..I only have two and they're guys. Point is, some times a guy needs a girl as a friend and when I met you, I figured you were my chance. But I can't help you if you're not on the same page as I am." He said sitting beside me. "I come here to be with you and to get to know you..and it'll be really awkward if I see you here every night when we don't talk, Lily." He chuckled awkwardly.

"I'm sorry..guess it's the mood I'm in..I just don't want you to kick me to the curb when you're done with me." I said looking at him. "Do you not understand? I'm not like that.." He said getting a little annoyed.

"I'm sorry." I sighed.

"Don't be. I just wanna be friends."

"So do I."

"Then let me."

"I will."

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trust issues, yea?

fuck lol

-anna