~𝒪𝓊𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒷𝒶𝓃𝓀𝓈~
I never knew it could feel so good to be somebody's Star
John b x OC
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It's been a month on the island. Thirty days of sunburnt shoulders and salt-stiff hair and nights where the fire crackles like it's trying to talk. I've loved almost all of it.... But the quiet leaves too much room for the wrong thoughts.
Every time the wind shifts, I think of my dad. Every time I blink too long, I see him coming back. The monster in my shadow.
Some mornings I wake up thinking I hear a boat engine. Some nights I swear I feel hands reaching for me in the dark.
Today isn't any different.
I'm staring out at the water, the sunlight glittering across it. For a second everything looks normal- peaceful even- until something shifts. A shape. Tiny. Almost nothing.
But I see it.
My pulse spikes.
"John B?" I say, barely loud enough.
"Yeah?" He answers, walking toward me, brushing sand off his hands. "What's up?" He asks
"Do you see that?" I point, breath catching in my throat.
"See what?" John B asks
"That boat" I take a step forward, squinting. My chest tightens like a fist is squeezing it.
"Boat where?" He asks
"Right there! Eleven o'clock. Just under the horizon." I said
He squints but I already know what he's going to say before he says it.
"I think it's just the whitecaps on the reef" he said
He doesn't see it. He never sees it. Only I do. Because I know him- I know my dad.
"You don't know that. It's right there. I see it." I whisper
"Stella Stella hey hey hey" his voice softens instantly. He steps closer.
"What if it's-" I start but the words choke off.
"No it's... it's not your dad" he wraps his around me from behind, trying to anchor me. "It's not your brother. Okay? I promise." He says
"No I'm sure" I whisper
Promises feel fragile- like brown glass- but I lean into him anyway.
"Trust me. It's okay." He whispers, pressing a kiss to the side of my head.
I breathe in shaky. I nod. But the ocean keeps staring back at me.
Later, we're sitting on the sand playing truth or dare, the sky shining above us. It feels....normal. Safe enough that my chest loosens a little.
