"You're a wave, Darcy. It comes towards you calmly and slowly, but soon you start to realize it's not calm at all. And it sends you underwater to drown.
You're like that wave. Calm at first, but as soon as you get too close to it, you start to drow...
Eventually, I stopped crying. I went into the house after who knows how long. I took a long walk along the beach to clear my mind, which I think worked a bit. Now, I am choosing what to wear when meeting with Andy.
I put on high wasted ripped jean shorts and a simple black Ramones crop top. Over it, I put a black and red flannel shirt, just in case it gets a bit chilly at night. If it doesn't, then I can just tie it around my waist. I go to the bathroom and step in front of the mirror after doing my business real quick. My eyes widen when they land on the redness covering them. I didn't know it was that bad. I guess I'm going to have to put a lot of concealer on for tonight. In the next 15 minutes, my usual makeup look is done, minus the eyeshadow and eyeliner.
I grab my fringe bag after putting on my Dr Martens and exit the house, locking it after. There is a small fare at the beach and Tina is already there with Bryce. I begin my walk to the main part of the beach, where the fair is. The ocean breeze is still present, just like before.
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After the walk, I stop at the dock and see Andy isn't here, yet. But after a minute, I see him walk towards me, smiling.
"Hey, you." He greets me with a friendly hug, like always.
"Hi." I say back to him and I even managed a smile this time. "I didn't know there was a fair." We begin to walk towards it.
"I didn't either." He shrugs his shoulders, showing me he too didn't know about it. "But let's have fun, eh?"
"Yeah, sure."
"Do you want to get a drink?" Andy offers and points to one of the drink stands. "The sign says they have shaved ice."
"Yeah, sure." I nod and we wait in line. "So, how are you?" I ask as the line moves forward.
"Great, how about you?"
"Fine." I am not really fine, but that is what everyone says when they don't want to talk about their problems. We order and pay for our shaved ice. We walk around with our cups in hand.
"I heard about you and Liam." Andy says all of a sudden. I freeze; sadness, and most of all guilt, indulge me. "How are you holding up after that?" I bite my lower lip.
I shrug. "I'm holding up." I lie to Andy. That is so far from the truth. "I'm over him." Boom, here's another lie.
"Then you're both healing quickly from this break up." My wide eyes snap up to Andy. Does that mean Liam isn't hurting like I am? I have to know more about how he is.
"He is okay?" I ask my voice doubting.
"Yeah, he is. He's been okay for days now. He's been a little down for the first day, but he's pretty fine now. That is what he told me, plus he did look great when I saw him." I can't believe Andy's words.
Even though I should be happy Liam is over me after such a short time, it bothers me. Shouldn't he be hurt from what I did? Part of me is glad he's not hurting and moving on; it's what he should do. But there is this thought at the back of my head, which is pretty stupid to think about; did Liam love me as much as he said he did if he's not even hurting? The possibility of Liam not loving me brings my mood down.
