{Riley's P. O. V}
"No!" I say crossing my arms.
"Riley for me, please!" He whined.
"No!"
"How about-"
"No!"
"You didn't even-"
"No!"
"Riley please!" He sighed.
"Okay fine."
"Really?"
"No!" I say smirking as he plopped on my bed in defeat.
"What if-" he started but I rudely cut him off.
"River, I'm not wearing a swim suit!" I tell him for the gazillionth time this morning.
"Plus I don't like to swim." I say shrugging my shoulders. Now you may be wondering what's going on. Well as you have already caught on, River is getting me well more like forcing me, to put on a bikini to go to the beach. Now secondly you may be asking why I'm not having my ridiculous word vomit in front of River. Well after we finished breakfast 2 hours ago, I sort of warmed up to him and didn't feel totally scared of him. I'm mean come on, River will still always be scary at times but he's actually quite, ummm, what's the word, oh right, friendly, sort of. Usually when he wants to be.
Anyways back to what was happening right now. River was trying to get me to put on a swim suit to go swimming at the beach. Which I wasn't to fond of, first being because I don't like people seeing me in my swim suit, let alone a bikini but secondly I sort of have a fear of the water. It's a long story which I don't really like to get into.
"You don't like swimming?" He asked in disbelief. I shook my head my cheeks turning a light shade of pink. He smirked at this. "Ohhh I get it now!" He exclaimed.
"You my little friend, can't swim." His smirk widened. I look at him and my cheeks turned another shade darker. "No it's not that, I can swim. I just choose not to, that's all." I say nonchalantly.
"Okay then if you can swim prove it." He said getting up and crossing his arms. I gulped. I take it back he's still terrifying. I couldn't mentally process anything to say back to him so I shook my head and he threw me the bikini. I turned around and walk to the bathroom to get dressed.
~*~
We were currently sitting at the beach. Correction I was sitting on my towel in the hot sun while River was in the water enjoying life, well more like playing and splashing around like a child. I laughed a few times when the waves crashed into him making him fall into the water and coming up sputtering out all the water he swallowed. It was a good day, not only did I get to see River without his shirt on again, but I also got to have another relaxing day off. Even if it meant spending it with River.
I got up from my spot on the beach towel and decided to take a walk along the shoreline. The events from last night were still replaying over and over in my mind and so many questions were building up for me to ask. He couldn't just randomly show up at my house, completely destroyed and not tell me what happened. It's not fair. I should have the right to know what happened.
I feel just so useless, not being able to help with a serious problem like this. Last night was scary. I was surprised to find River there at the side of the house. My mind couldn't process at first what was going on but I knew that something wasn't right. I just didn't know what had happened to him because stupid River won't tell me anything.
I shook those thoughts from my head and continued on walking. I was surprised when a pair of arms circles around my waist and picked me up off the sand. Not being able to process what was going on, I screamed as I saw we were getting closer to the water. Oh no no no no no no!!! My screaming only grew louder. Before I could scream even more I was thrown into the water. The water surrounded me, I didn't know what to do. I was having a panic attack, I couldn't find my way back up, I was swallowing way to much water and I felt like there was a huge weight ball thing attached to my leg weighing me down.
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Working for Mr.Bad Boy (Very Slow Updates)
Teen FictionWorking for someone isn't always easy. But working for Mr. BadBoy now that's a whole different story! Riley Mackenzie is quiet, shy and mysterious girl who is scared of anything and everything especially Mr. BadBoy. River Gold is the arrogant bad b...