life in a picture

CHAPTER-6. FUN TIME

So, we drove past the town into the woods. The green capturing my eye. How i wished i brought my camera to take amazing pictures,but how could i when James refused to tell me where we were going. He was awfully quiet. His hands were on the wheel. He looked like those handsome racers just in a bigger car not a go cart. He didn't say anything and kept his eyes fixed on the road. I saw the sea coming up. I gasped. He heard my sound and chuckled. "Like the view"? Sincerely i was speechless. I couldn't bring myself to talk so i just nodded my head. I know it seems weird about my behaviour towards seeing the sea,but when you have a memory about your 3 year old brother almost dying at the beach and your mom banning you from going there,then you will understand my situation.

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We finally reached the shore. Yh sea was clear. No one was at the beach so I'm guessing its either a private beach or just a reserved beach. He saw the surprise on my face. "What's wrong"? "Nothing" i replied. "Errm whose beach is this". I asked in a polite tone. "Hmm, it belongs to my mom. It was a wedding gift a from my dad". Then the light in his eyes dimmed and it was filled with sadness. No matter how much he tried to block it, there were cracks showing. "She died last two years". He kept on saying. "This was our favourite beach". "We used to come here every summer and hung out but when she and my dad got divorced its like the light in her disappeared. She stoped coming to the beach and so did i". I felt his pain. I placed a sholder on his shoulder and rubbed the spot. He went back to the car and grabbed a blanket and some towels. I looked at him as he started taking of his jeans. I quickly turned around and he laughed. "Cupcake don't worry I'm only changing into a swimshort". "Try and avoid the perverted side of your mind when you turn and look at me". He managed saying through his laughs.
Argh. Who the hell did he think he was. When i turned to give him a piece of my mind i saw his body. I now understood why he said i should avoid the perverted side of my mind. He was very Hot. His hair messed up and falling into his eyes. Even though he looked slim,his arms were well built. He had a full eight pack glory and his shorts hung a little bit below his v-line. He was truly one of the Greek gods. He caught me starring. He smirked and said ,"told you to avoid the perverted side of your mind". He headed for the waves and went lower and lower. The water was now at his waist. He looked like a model taking a shot for the next playboy magazine. He called out "come in the water,its really cool". "Oh yh i can surely come when im in my cool bikini" i answered in a sarcastic tone. He came out of the water looking ever gorgeous,he had a wicked glare in his eyes that said i was going to regret that sarcastic comment.
"You know cupcake, you don't really need a bikini". "Are you kidding me? I can't swim in my clothes". "Yh i know". He replied in a cocky manner. "Oh no you aren't".
"Yes i am"he said before bending low and picking me by the tigh. He humped me over his back and headed for the waves. I begged him to stop. Just as he was about to throw me i hit his head. "Ow,that hurts". "Please put me down I'll do anything". "Anything"? he asked."Yes. Anything". He placed me down and said,"since you will do anything why don't you enter the water yourself fully dressed". "No"! I yelled at him. He pouted,"but you said you'll do anything". "Yh anything but that" i repled. "Hmm fyn suit yourself". He turned his back to face me and walked away from the sea. Just as i turned my back to pick my flats,he carried me from behind in a bridal style and dumped me into the water. For a second there everything felt slow like a movie in slow motion. Before i realised it my clothes were wet. The water wasn't that cold for spring. I felt the need of oxygen and swam back up. I saw him by the shore laughing his lungs out. His terrible unrealistic laugh. I swam to the shore and walked out of the water. I was really pissed. The cool breeze that just passed hit me and i shivered. He noticed my shivering and walked towards me. He placed his hands on my shoulders wrapping a towel around me. I felt a little warm. My lips didnt feel numb anymore. I was furious and wanted to pour my anger out on him since he was the main cause,but i decided a silent treatment will be better. "How you feeling"?he asked. I didn't reply and walked pass him.

"OH COME ON CUPCAKE",he yelled. "Don't call me that" i yelled back. I turned to face him and said, "Look i am not your girlfriend,so stop acting like we are dating. I have a boyfriend and i am sure you have a girlfriend too". There ,just then it looked like the light in his eyes had dimmed,but just as quick as it came so had it gone. He had blocked me out again. He held my hand and pulled me to the big glass house at the top. I guessed it belong to his mom. He didn't look angry. Infact he had no emotions on his face.

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The inside of the house was beautiful. The floor was made of dark wood and it was painted in a cool dark tone. We went inside. His hands were still on mine. He opened the glass door and motioned me up the stairs."Go to the first room on your left you will find some dry clothes. Put it on". "Thanks" i replied. His voice didn't sound stern. It sounded as if it had no humor in it.
I headed upstairs and obeyed his instructions. The turned the knob on the door and opened the room. The room was well lit. It had a queen size bed in the middle of the room. A personal bathroom and a walk in closet. I quickly headed for the bathroom. I slipped out of my wet clothes,took a shower and headed for the closet. There were soo many clothes which i wasn't surprised to see cause it looked like my closet back home just that whiles mine  had more dull and cool colours,this one had more pink and excess loud colours. It almost blinded me. I checked the clothes to find anything to wear but found nothing. Then i spotted some plain black jeans and a plain white shirt. My flats were still wet so i borrowed some sandals.
I left the clost and put my clothes in a bag. My hair was still wet. I sat on the bed and saw a picture on the nightstand. It looked like a picture of James,an older woman around her 30s and a young girl who looked a little bit younger than James. He looked really happy in the picture. As i placed it gently on the nightstand i heard a knock on the door. "Come in".
"Er......mmm,hey are you hungry". James asked.
Yh i....er..mm th..i...nk so. Why was i stammering so much.
He just smirked. "Well come down when you are ready". He looked better now but his emotions were still hidden
Hmmm.......how strange.

Yh yh i know its pretty boring but please read it at least and comment on my mistakes
Xoxo Felicia