False Hope

CHAPTER 8

Luke's POV;

I take a deep breath when I spot the beach and the cabin we are camping in. I look at the back seat where Brooklyn and Carla are, lying with Brooklyn's arm wrapped around Carla's shoulder. I know Brooklyn needs that journey as much as I do, he needs to figure out what will happen in his life after that summer. He also needs to know what he's doing with Carla and his future with her, if there's any.

I don't like Carla, I never did. And I think she doesn't like me too. I always have the feeling that she's cheating on Brooklyn even though, I've never caught her. Not yet at least.

When we reached the cabin, I had to wake them up. Both of them were amazed by my father's cabin, and how big it was. If they only knew how I convinced my father to give me the keys

When we entered the cabin Carla and Brooklyn announced that they will need to get some sleep because of my order to make that drive on the early morning, and I showed them their room upstairs (which is my father's in reality) and they went in.
When I went downstairs I had the feeling that I need to run to the beach. Although we have a pool in our cabin, and I'm sure that the beach will be full as fuck, but I really want the salty water around my skin. So, I headed to the closest beach to the cabin.

The streets didn't change so much. And the beach is the same too. Except the early morning emptiness which makes me glad.

I took the shirt off my head and jumped in the warm water, and all my muscles relaxed. I stayed at my place laying on the water for so much time, closing my eyes with my thoughts going from college to my mother to my goddamn father.

But then my heart betrayed me and sent a picture of her beautiful face to my brain. She is there wearing a beautiful pink bikini with a piece of cloth wrapped around her waist. And right next to her was a girl that I haven't seen before. With 2 guys I remember behind her, and that's when I realize that I'm not closing my eyes. It's really her, Becca with a friend of hers coming closer to the water with James and the blond Peter back from the party right behind them.
I splash some water on my face to make sure that I'm not dreaming, and I really wasn't.

I jumped off the water and ran to her. I'm not exactly sure why is she here, with James, when I'm sure as fuck that she doesn't love him.

"Hai". I catch myself standing right in front of her, that's when I realized how short she was. But happiness hits me when she smiled. In relief.

"Hey". She says and James glares at her but she ignores him. "What are you doing here?" She asks me.

"That's what I was just going to ask you". I say smiling. "All of you I mean" I say when I realize that it was clear that I was only talking to her.

"We're here to relax before college". Becca says.

"So do us". I say. "Carla and Brooklyn are here too". I say after Peter's confused look when I said "Us".

"Cool". Peter says. I'm not sure if he meant to say it out loud because all the group looked at him.

"Well, where are they then?" Becca asks me.

"They are asleep. They've been awake since 3:00 am". I say. "I like driving in the early morning".

"You're James opposite. He likes driving at night". She says.

"Yeah". James finally speaks.

"Won't you introduce me to that hot guy? It seems like I'm the only one who doesn't know him". The girl next to Becca says.

"Yeah, well this is Luke". Becca says in annoyance.

"Hey, I'm Sofia". The girl says and hands me her hand. I gaze at it for a few minuets and then shake it with mine. She tangles her black smooth hair behind her ear and stares at me with her big brown eyes. My eyes turn to Becca who was staring at Sofia carefully. But her eyes showed something odd, odd for being done by Becca. It showed a mixture between hate and jealousy.

I shake my head to sweep those thoughts from my head. Becca doesn't like me. Of course she won't, Plus, she has a boyfriend. He could be an asshole but he's still handsome. His body is how all girls like, I can see it through his white, tight shirt.

And I'm not in love with her either. She's just like all the girls, maybe a little attractive but she's still a girl. Just like all the girls I've ever met.

"I don't like Becca". I keep reminding myself.

"I don't like her". I repeat in my brain.

"You there?" Sofia asks me.

"W....what?" I ask.

"I've just asked you if you want to come over at night. There's a party thrown tonight at our chalet. Just at the end of this street". Sofia says and Becca nods in excitement. Or just a simple nod.

"O....kaaay". I say. "But, can Brooklyn and Carla come too".

"Sure". Peter says and James pats his shoulders. "Man!" Peter says and James glares at him.

"You're staying here?" James asks casually. "On the beach I mean".

"No. I was just going to leave". I say. CASUALLY.

"That's good". James says and Becca glares at him.

"So, you could rest before today's party". James corrects himself. For her. And this makes me upset even more.

"See you then". I say and move to our cabin without waiting for an answer.

I'm not falling for her.

I won't fall for her.

I haven't fallen for her.

Goddammit she's fucking beautiful.

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