🌺Callie's P.O.V🌺
As soon as Weston left my room someone picked up the phone while I was waiting for Rascal to pick up. I hear a few sniffles then Rascal's voice saying "Hey Callie... I love you and I hope you know that but-" his words stopped before a lady came on the phone and said "YOU CANT SEE MY SON ANYMORE YOU BONEHEAD!" I looked at my desk and saw the picture of me and Rascal and hung up the phone.
I walked over to my dresser still trying to process of everything that just happened and put on my black board shorts and my grey sweatshirt and putting my hair up in a messy bun before putting on my flip flops that my mom got me while she was still here.
I walked to the back corner of my room and started balling my eyes out. I ran down stairs my eyes filled with tears and ran down the beach. I ran a few miles down and saw my brothers looking through what used to be my favorite place to hang out, I ran passed them and laid under a hung piece of wood that was from the tree house. I laid down and started crying remembering all the things me and Rascal went through and now his drunk behind mom and Aunt are getting in the way of us.
As I was looking at the top of the piece of wood I see feet next to my side I quiet down then I see my cover being lifted my a somewhat strong boy... Then I figured out it was my brother Caden. He looked down at me and said "Callie what's wrong?" And out of my four brothers Caden and Weston are my favorite. I looked at him then turned around and heard Weston say "Caden did you find anything?" Caden looked at me then to Weston and said "I found a crying Callie." I stood up and walked toward Weston. He called my name as soon as I bolted down the beach with no tears in my eyes it was rage.
I ran down the beach flicking my flip flops off every few feet and I found myself at Rascal's back door. I looked inside and saw Mrs.Surf yelling at Rascal. I looked at Rascal and saw the fear and brokenness that he had inside of him with tears running down his face. I turned around and walked down the stairs that was leading to the beach and ran over to the front door and rang the door bell, I ran over to the back door again and watched as the yelling stopped and Mrs.Surf went to check the front door.
As soon as she got to the door I ran inside and pushed out the house while closing the door and locking it as well as the back door. I walked over to Rascal who was lying on the floor with deep bags under his eyes which meant that he hasn't slept in days. Before I could say something the front door was knocked down and Mrs.Surf came in the room. Before I could say anything I saw her fist come barreling at my face then hearing Rascal scream. Then I was out.
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To the Beach
Teen FictionThis is a story about three triplet sisters and their summer life, and they always have the same place in mind: To the beach.