chapter 5 - The Beach

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 The wind was a great cold force against my body as the motorbike went at full speed. The sky was getting lighter as the sun was rising, as we made our way to a destination that to me, was still unknown.

Finally, at last we came to a stop.

Climbing off the bike I took a look around. As the sound of waves crashing against the shore and the smell of fresh salty air flying around and tingeing my nose buds.

When I turned back to Jonny he was looking at me with a curious expression on his face. Before I could ask He turned around and started heading to the front of the beach.

He didn't say a word! Didn't ask if I wanted to walk with him. Was I meant to follow him? I didn't know but I was guessing yes. But I definitely knew that this guy was not romantic at all!

I sat down next to him, rubbing my feet over the soft sand. Words weren't being spoken and I of all people would have thought that it would be uncomfortable but it wasn't. Words didn't need to be said as the sun was not yet in view but the sky was lit up. The waves hit the shore hard but created a magical sound.

It’s hard to believe that living only 30 minutes away, I haven’t been to the beach in over 4 years! People think that us Americans go to the beach every weekend but at the end of the day everyone has a life and sooner or later it’s gonna catch up with them.

Meaning no time to spend hours on end soaking up the sun while lying on tiny particles that gets EVERYWHERE!

Getting back to reality I made my eyes travel up to Jonny's face. Where they met mine back.

"Is it too soon if I tell you... that I like you... a lot?" Standing up and taking my hands.

This was the last thing I expected from Jonny. This is why I was shocked for words so silence filled the air. Until Jonny laughed this was probably suppose to cut the tension but really just caused more.

"Look I’m sorry maybe that was too... forward?"

"No, not at all it just caught me off guard." I shock my head as in disbelief. "Its just I hardly know you, and you hardly know me." I was ranting on and on, which trust me is not attractive.

"What makes you think I hardly know you? I bet I know a lot more than you think." What the heck is that suppose to mean. It could sound really romantic and sweet, but another way to look at it is creepy and intense.

I didn't know what to do but I wanted to get the heck out of there as discomfort washed over me.

"Well from your expression I can tell that was too fast, let’s start again. You want a cig?" reaching down into his pocket he pulled out a fresh new pack of cigarettes. Maybe that’s what he stole.

To be honest I didn't care if they were stolen I needed one right there and then.

He lit mine then his, before taking the biggest breath in and exhaling the rest. The light of the water reflected back up and gave Jonny this magnificent glow.

The convocation had got off to a rocky start but as we sat back down Jonny admitted to wanting to know more (than apparently he already does) about me.

The usual about my family and friends came out of my mouth, but before I knew it I rambled on about past boyfriends and Jack, fights and arguments. While Jonny sat there and listened intently.

His arm went around my shoulder as my weight lead against his. He practically knew my whole life story before I realised I still didn't know about his. He wasn't for telling much as privacy was a big thing for who he was.

"Well, I don't talk about my past much as it’s been hard but... “(Long pause) "My dad died a few years back and after that my mum fled and left us."

"Us? Oh you mean your brother?" Shock washed over his face as if he had just told a huge secret that he wasn't meant to.

"Yeah.... urmmh my brother."

"You mentioned before that you didn't get on.... why exactly is that?" I could tell I was making him uncomfortable, but I was curious and I have a big mouth put them together and I’m going to ask questions.

He took time thinking about how to answer my question before coming up with this straight forward answer that was in a tone to make you not want to ask any more. "It all happened around when my dad died I guess... and when my mum left us...”

A hard and stern expression was slapped onto his face without sign of leaving anytime soon. I pushed him and I shouldn't have.

"Sorry, too far?"

It was earlier morning now, and not being asleep was really catching me up. My eyes kept closing and with Jonny not responding I had forgotten where I was.....

No idea, that was my only answer. As questions swarmed my brain, where was I, Who was I with, and what the heck had I been doing last night. But I was interrupted by a smell that I knew only too well. Smoke which means cigarettes. (Unless I’m in a fire.)

All of a sudden it all came flooding back to me, Jonny, cigs, beach, motorbike, party, Jack and the nearly rape attack I had. (Maybe I should go to the police about that)

I opened my eyes slowly and softly, the sky was much lighter than what it had been but still not much.

"Well, if it isn't sleeping beauty."

I looked up to see Jonny in pretty much the exact same position that he was in before my eyes got the better of me.

"Hey" I got up to my feet realising that my arm hurt!? Strange, maybe it was when I was flung down by Jacks stupid friends.

My body seemed to be covered with sand, Jonny seeing where my eyes were said "Oh yeah the sand, lets just say your a rough sleeper." the smile creped onto Jonny's mouth "I could help you get that off... if you want." He asked in complete comfort but that wasn't the emotion that I had left him in.

"How long was I asleep?"

"Not long" Quickly getting to his feet and wiping the sand off his own body, he put out his cigarette before locking eyes with me.

Seriousness crossed his face as if he wanted to do or say something important. "I think. You had better go home."

I didn't know if I had heard the words correctly, go home. That’s all he has to say to me. Jonny turned around to pick up his jacket off the sand, and let me tell you that from behind Jonny is way less scary, so I went for it. "That’s it!?"

Turning around in shock, I didn't think he fully understood what I was asking. "Wh... What do you mean?"

"That's it? For everything that’s happened last night or even this morning!"

"What did you expect?" Not sure how but from my simple question a full on argument was brewing.

"Oh I don't know a handshake, a hug or is it too much to ask for a." Cut off. But I didn't mind as the action I was going to say was displayed by Jonny right there and then.

A kiss. A passionate and very exciting simple kiss.

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