Adelaide Dove Hindley is a young woman with too many problems to bear. After an abusive episode with her boyfriend, she runs to the pier. She just wanted to escape her life and have some peace but when she finds herself about to jump she doesn't kno...
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"Hey, Albert!" I yelled through the bookstore knowing I was about to get yelled at for opening the door too fast. Albert tells me I need to stop doing it because it "scares people" but what I think he really means is he wants me to keep doing it because now he knows every time I walk through the door.
I also have to keep the tradition going. I've been coming here almost every day for three years and all of those three years I've gotten scolded every time I open the door. The first time I got scolded was when he tried to stop me from opening the door like that so he put a flower pot in the way of where the door hit. So when I made my grand entrance it got knocked over and dirt, leaves, and water went everywhere.
At that point, he just stopped caring.
I felt bad so I tried to glue the pot back together but it didn't work. I also tried to not be as loud when walking in, it was hard not to be loud because at my foster home, I was always walking on eggshells and I felt comfortable at the bookstore.
Albert was just grateful I was trying.
"Adelaide, please be quiet people are trying to get books!" He quietly scolds me. "Oh yeah sorry," I whisper.
I go into the back searching for a book. As I find a book a bee lands on my hand. I screech in fear, knocking the book I was grabbing off the shelf and scaring the bee.
"Albert!" I yell throughout the shop running to the front. I see Albert turn a corner looking for me thinking I'm in danger. I run up to him wrapping my arms around his waist.
"It's going to kill me!" I yell into his stomach. "What Adelaide? What's trying to kill you?" He asks softly patting my back. "The bee! Albert, it was so scary. It had a big stinger and its eyes were filled with rage!" I yell.
I can feel his chuckles booming into my face. "Where did you see this bee? Hum?" He asks. "Over by the romance."
He takes my hand pulling me over to the section where I saw the bee. I was hesitant but I knew Albert would protect me. He began to look around and eventually found the bee on top of a shelf. The bee looked tired and sad.
This is what I was afraid of?
Albert lets go of my hand and gently picks up the bee. He looks down at me and smiles. I just look at him with curiosity swimming in my eyes.
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I'm unable to open my eyes and everything is so slow. I don't know where I am and I can't remember how I got here. I can hear muffled voices, soft footsteps, and beeping. I can feel strong hands holding onto mine. I don't have enough energy to squeeze them back but it's reassuring to know someone is holding me.
It hurts to think about anything, but I can't stop thinking about my boy. Zane is probably so worried about me, and Albert just as much. I'm trying to recall what happened but when I do it's like I hear a soft buzz in my ears and a pinch in my eyes.
I just hope I'm not dead. That would suck.
I would have to leave everyone. I would never get to see the ocean again. My first love has always been the ocean. It provided me a solace no human or living being can. The ocean doesn't judge and it thinks of everything as an opportunity.
If or when I'm dead, I hope to become the ocean. I've always wanted to be beautiful. I want to be every crashing wave and every grain of sand. I want to be the orange in the sunset looking over the vast sea. I want to be everything, something that I'll never be in this life.
