Whirlwind

Prologue

                  

I can hear the tension. He's staring at me like I'm china about to break. I can feel the anger bubble up inside me.

"Lucas! Just tell me what your problem is why can't I go with him to the beach?" I hate awkward silences so much.

"You don't understand Silvia. You just don't." Lucas said pushing back his gorgeous brown hair.

"Then explain it to me. I didn't think you were like my mother! Forbidding me from doing anything and everything in life!"

"Don't compare me to her! I just..." He took a long breath of air in. "It dangerous he won't be able to protect you."

"From what?!"

"From the." He stopped himself, "From anything I won't let you go!" He yelled

I scoffed and turned. I started to walk then was forced to stop by a strong hand around my arm.

"Let go." I spat.

"No. You'll understand one day." He sounded confident like he already knew what would happen.

"Nothing is going to happen! You're not my boyfriend so you have no say in what I do with other guys. Let my arm go!" I screamed.

Lucas laughed. Not like his usual charming laugh. It was condescending, hurt, broken even.

"No I'm not. But Ryan is will he like you going out with Joshua? No he won't. What a great girlfriend you are."

I was hurt at the last comment. I didn't think this would hurt Ryan. I'm only going to the beach. I don't understand why they're all freaking out about it.

"I-I've got to go. You've always been jealous of my relationship with Ryan." I knew it would hurt him but I couldn't stop myself it slipped out. He hated Ryan with vengeance which I never quite got. I pulled my arm away from his grip.

He scoffed. You'd be surprised but that's the first time I've ever heard him scoff. "Why would I be jealous of that idiot?"

"Because I trust ad love him! Unlike you!" I know I lied to him. I turned slammed the door shut and walked towards the beach.

The sound of the waves hit me before the smell of the salt. He would never know, the person I really love is him. The sea came into view. The dark waves reminded me of his deep blue eyes. I loved him more than anything else. But he loved another. So I tried to forget him.

"Hey, Brown eyes you thinking of me?" Joshua chuckled behind me. One thing Ryan and Joshua could do was make me forget about Lucas.

"Hey Joshua." I smiled hiding my horrible mood.

"Come on we're going for a dip." He laughed pulling me. Letting go he started stripping leaving only his underwear. I did the same. Leaving only my light blue bra and matching undies. 

He laughed when I screamed at how cold the water was. I was now in shoulder deep water. We both burst out into laughter when I started shivering.

"Come on icicle we don't want you to freeze." He started slowly moving towards the shore. I tried to follow but found myself getting pulled deeper into the water. I screamed and screamed most of my screams getting muffled by the rising water. Joshua was screaming my name splashing around to get me.

It was like a force was holding me down. Not letting go to allow me to breathe. It was getting harder to hold in my breath. I let go of my breath. I struggled but ended up sucking in a tone of water. Everything was black.

I felt warm hands carry me out of the water like a guardian angel or some cheesy after wedding scene where the groom carries the bride through the door. I would of laugh if I was fully conscious.

"Silvia." His voice was hoarse, "I'm sorry I should have tried harder to stop you or I should have just left you alone." He might have left me alone? That makes no sense. I wish I could speak.

Lucas sighed. "I wish I could have told you this sooner. I lo..." I didn't hear the rest I felt myself slip away.

Before I slipped away I regretted not making up with him. Lucas I'm sorry.

The end how cruel it really is when you there. My heart stopped the blood stopped flowing. Air didn't enter my lungs. I never opened my eyes.

I saw something different than a bright white light to heaven. It was more like a dark empty area I was being held. My mind was blurry like all my memories were fading away with each passing second.

A bright light. A loud screaming. My screaming. I don't know who I am or what I am. Just that I'm being handed to my mother. That's the only thing I understand and know.

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