"'Cause we are together, made for each other, we can stand alone, and now no one can touch us" ~ No One Can Touch Us by Sing It Loud
A black sea swirled around, the only thing I could see for miles. It felt like I was far underwater, somehow still going deeper and deeper. The familiar song of oceans crashing were heightened slightly, along with what seemed like a gentle currents above now pulling me down. My vision started to darken around the edges as I grasped for anything, anything at all.
"I can't do it!" was my mantra as I struggled to find the difference between up and down. With a sharp, upwards pull, I felt myself hurtle to the surface. I came up gasping, choking on the salt water I had already swallowed and on my thick hair. I clung tightly to the nearest being, unknowingly digging my nails into his skin and breathing heavily, I couldn't get enough air.
"Are you okay?" a warm voice asked softly, as I felt a hand gently pat my back. I nodded my head, still not letting go. Right now the ocean's sandy bottom was taunting me, daring me to test it again.
"Thank you," I whispered into this strangers shoulder. I carefully stepped back, letting him go and getting a good look at my savior. I nearly wanted to shove my head back into the water when I realized it was the new boy at my school; the one every girl was swooning about. Even me.
"You okay? Um, Rosabella right? We go to school together, I'm Oliver." he didn't miss a beat as a megawatt smile stunned me. With a deer caught in the headlights look, I nodded. With that, my first encounter with Oliver ended as Kylie and my older brother swept me away, asking a torrent of questions.
All I could think about though was Oliver's smile.
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I hastily picked up the phone the second I caught my breath. Why was he calling? Why now? It's almost been a year and he hasn't spoken a word to anyone! Well, except his family of course, not counting Alex. Not even a single letter.
"Hello? Sorry, I dropped the phone. Did you say this was Oliver?" I questioned, my voice rising an octave from the hysteria already building up.
"Yeah Rose, um, I was wonder if I could see Alex? In person?" Oliver's voice was some what strained, it sounded like he was close to begging. Good, he deserved it.
"O-Okay, when?" I mentally cursed as my childhood stutter decided to reappeared.
"I was wondering today? At Sunset Beach? Ya know, the old hang out?" He spoke after a slight hesitation. Obviously he wasn't expecting me to be so cooperative. "Would you expect yourself to?" I chided myself.
"Sure, meet you there at three p.m.!" I exclaimed with all little too much enthusiasm before slapping the phone back onto the receiver. I pressed my fingers against my temples, what did I just agree to? "A meeting with the devil" I groaned, even my thoughts were against this decision. I glanced at the clock, four hours till. Alex came up to me, and then proceeded to thump my leg. I glared down at her.
"Bad munchkin." I scolded, and she just gave me a flash of her pearly whites. Apparently the crash of the phone had woken a confused Sam. He was currently whipping make up off himself and giving me the other fifty percent of his attention.
"Who was that?" he asked in a groggy voice. I could assume since he came home at one in the morning last night him and his boyfriend Chuck had had a wonderful date. I pushed Alex away by her forehead as she kept swinging for my legs.
"Oliver." I answered in monotone, hopping he wouldn't realize-
"NO WAY! That bastard called you? I bet he asked for fucking money no doubt, that son of a bitch!" Sam swore rapidly, getting to his feet in the midst of his emotions. I sighed, hoping Alex wouldn't pick up all those words he threw around so carelessly.
"Shh, don't curse around Alex! And I'm going to meet him today at the beach so he can see Alex! Before you go whining about it, you have to remember he's her biological father, no matter who raises her!" I countered before he could start on me. We've had the argument one to many times and I didn't want to start another. Sam narrowed his stormy eyes at me.
"You know I just don't want anyone to get hurt!" he reasoned, flailing his arms in a sign of defeat.
"We both know it's too late for that. Now I gotta go get the kiddo ready for this meeting." I replied softly, and to myself added,"myself too."
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Broken Me
RomanceI loved him, I stayed by his side as his best friend. But then he knocked up my best friend and left for the army. Now I'm stuck raising a baby that's not mine while my best friend ruins her life. Oh, and that boy? He's back. Maybe I feel too much...
