The Troubled Ones

Chapter 6

Bobbi's pov.

It was exactly 4:49 in the morning and I just couldn't go to sleep. I just kept picturing Josh's bloodshot red eyes glaring at me. He looked stressed, but not only stressed but depressed sort of like me.

Ha!

No he's defintly not like me. He has friends, has a beautiful girlfriend, and probably the most popular other than the jocks at my school. So why should he hate his life.

I wondered why he was crying though.

I looked at the time on my phone to see 5:00.

"Time to get up." I said to myself. I got up and slipped on some sweats, my blue oversized sweatshirt, and my white converse.

I walk over to my window and opened it. I swiftly jumped out, landing perfectly on my feet. I looked through the bushes to get my black and blue longboard. My mom would probably freak out if I had this, she would probably thinks its to dangerous or maybe too boyish.

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"Finally."

The beach. My favorite place in the world. This was my comfort zone, the place I went to if I wanted to scream or cry or think sometimes. Obviously my parents don't know that I went here nor my brothers. This was the place for the voice inside my head to let it all out.

I began walking up the rocky cliff I usually go to , to clear my mind or just scream at the top of my lungs. As I make it up top I just admire the deep blue waves crashing into the sand.

Fat,ugly, stupid bitch just fucking disappear already!!

Out of nowhere I hear movement behind me. I quickly turned around to see a tall guy that's about my age. He had dark brown eyes, his hair was a little messy, and he had no shirt on wait wait wait he had no shirt on! I soon realized that I was staring at him way too long because a smirk grew upon his face. That's when I realized who it was.

Ashley Storm's brother, Dylan.

Dylan hanged out with Josh and the other bad boys of course. He was very mysterious and had a big hatred for Alex. I heard that he and Ashely were adopted by a very rich couple and they never knew their parents. The thing about Ashley and Dylan that I liked very much about them is that Dylan always had Ashley's back and Ashley always had Dylan's back. Sometimes I wish it was like that for Derek and I.

But wait...What the fudge is he doing here.

Is he going to hurt me? Did he bring his sister? Oh God please help me!!!

I look at him with fear. He starts walking towards me and just stands next to me.

I try to ignore his presence and just look at the beach.

"Do you ever have this feeling where you just want to I don't know be there in the deep blue sea just to escape this fucked up society?" He asked looking at me.

I looked at him for a second puzzled.

"Y-yeah, all the time." I stuttered.

We both just looked at each other, almost having like a stare down.

"You're very pretty you know that." He said pulling out what seemed like a cigarette from out of his pocket.

Lie.

"Umm thanks." I stuttered probably blushing like crazy.

"You look familiar." He said huskily.

I just shrug and looked back at the beach.