Riptide

Chapter One, Runnin' down to the riptide

      Roseabella's point of view

I could tell when the world was perfect.
When all was peaceful. When all was held in the arms of sanctuary.
On the late July morning, is when I could tell.  I remember about a year ago I was looking out the window of the duplex I lived in with my adopted parents, i noticed how easy it would be to crawl outside. So, I did. Ever since then I snuck out often, just to get away.
My room was upstairs, with a window above the roof.
"Fuck it. It's one of those nights." I said quietly to myself.
I slipped on a slightly baggy Ramones shirt and some black ripped jeans with a jean chain hooked to them. 
I looked around my boring, poor looking room.
After I was sent to this family from the foster home, I was miserable.
With Lacy and Devin legally in charge of me, I couldn't do anything about how they treated me.
Mental and verbal abuse, the torment never stopped.
I used to be spoiled, getting everything I wanted, but yet being grateful.
My biological father loved me very much, although he didn't show it, he bought me many things and made me happy. Once I turned thirteen, he just..
Disappeared.
I remember that day he sent me to the foster home.
His face wet from the sobbing.
I couldn't do anything to stop him.
I packed my un earned items that he gifted to me.
And I treasured them ever since.
In the corner of my medium sized room was the ukulele he had bought me after me begging him for months.
I had learned to play guitar when I was twelve, and wanted to learn ukulele.
It was a small, mint green soprano Makala ukulele. I walked over to it, my feet making soft padding noises as I moved. I picked it up and traced my fingers around the fish that was carved into it.
I then placed it into my backpack, which contained my wallet, phone, charger, and my beloved Nirvana hoodie.
I zipped up the white and black floral bag and opened my window.
I pushed up my fake hipster glasses that were falling from my face and slid out the window, onto the roof.
In our small town, Oakland, there was this beach that was very close to where I lived. 
I wouldn't call it home,
I only sleep there.
I grasped onto the window, with the rest of my body on the roof. I looked up at the gray, beautiful sky with clouds painted across. "It's perfect" I quietly spoke to myself.
I climbed to the neighbors side of the duplex and got onto a lower roof part.
The fence was quite near to where I was I sitting. Although I'm no risk taker and hated doing this many times, I slowly slid onto the fence, and slid off of it fast.
The speed of the fall kicked in adrenaline and got my heart racing.
I shook it off quickly reassuring myself I wasn't hurt, as I hardly ever was while sliding off the fence.
Walking in front of the house, I spotted Dotty, the cat that stayed outside the house.
Since Devin hated animals, we couldn't have a pet. I've been secretly leaving meat scraps outside my window, and one day welcomed a cat.
God only knows how she got up there, but she's a cat. They're immortal magicians.
I petted her as she followed me along the road.
My backpack slouched as I walked slowly, my companion following me about.
"Well, dotty. I really need to get you a harness somehow. Don't I?"
I said to the kitty.
Somehow, I think she understood me.
She rubbed against my legs, leaving some hair near my ankles in the process. But at the moment, I didn't care.
Dotty was a white cat with a big black spot around one of her green eyes, and a black dotted tail. She had one big black circle on her right side, and she was quite small for her being about a year old.
I bent down and stroked her.
Soon getting up and walking more to my destination.
After I had gotten out of the neighborhood, I walked up the road, passed the gas station and up the small hill that lead to the beach.
Eventually, I arrived.
I felt my converse sink lightly into the sand as I stepped on the grayish yellow ground.
Looking around, I spotted my normal highrock. It was this giant stone, that went upward with one or two small patches of tall grass on it. The stone was normally warm from the sun, but times like these, it was cold.
At the top of the stone which was about seven to nine feet tall, it was kind of flat. It was an amazing spot to sit at.
I started slowly climbing to the top.
While dotty, on the other hand, swiftly padded up in a small gallop to the top. She sat down, curling her tail around her paws and looked back with joy in her stare. I rolled my pale blue eyes and groaned. "I'm coming, I'm coming. I'm not a swift as you are, ms. Kitty." 
I reached the top not long after her and hung my legs off the edge.
I slipped off my backpack and opened the big pocket, grabbing my ukulele and setting it on my lap. I looked to the smaller "secret" pocket inside where my wallet is and saw a small bag of dope.
I gasped happily and brought out my pipe.
As I was going to scrape it, I looked over at dotty and remembered smoking pot around animals is not good for them, although it benefits the human.
I put my pipe and my weed back into the pocket in my backpack and zipped it up, slipping it back onto my shoulders.
"The stuff I do for you, Dotty." I chuckled.
I placed my right hand on the top frets on my ukulele, and began strumming random chords and swinging my feet off the edge joyfully.
This is really the only time I find happiness.
My strumming patterns and chords lined up to a song that meant a lot to me.
My father requested I learn how to play it on my ukulele and, I did.
Not just because of its catchiness but, it had some sort of deeper meaning that I couldn't figure out back then.
I sung softly, and shook my voice to the tune.
"I was scared of dentists and the dark..
I was scared of pretty girls and starting conversations.."
I continued to sing, and move my fingers along the frets. Dotty's tail swished to the music as her ears twitched and she stared up at the moon.
"Oh..
And they come unstuck.."
I sung, about to get to the chorus.
When, I heard a rustling in the cat tails near the ocean.
Dotty looked concerned as her ears perked up.
I stopped playing and shoved my ukulele into my backpack as quick as I could, and then zipped it up.
A boy, with a stare like stone walked out of what it seems no where.
His hair was what seemed to be black.. Or some other color, as I couldn't see because of the only lighting being the moon.
With the poor lighting, what I could make out of him scared me to death.
He slowly turned his head up to look at the highrock where I was sitting, and his eyes, black like coal.
Of course it was because of the darkness of the early morning, but it scared me shitless.
That was it.
Dotty hissed and ran off, looking back as a symbol for me to come with her, but I was too afraid to move. And without the swiftness of a cat, I couldn't make it off the highrock that fast without falling.
"Who.. Who are you?,," I managed to say.
And then like that,
He vanished.
I blinked, and when I opened my eyes,
He was gone.
I stumbled off the highrock and walked up the steep sand and ran down the road.
The cold wind slapped my face and my breathless throat as I panted, trying to get away.
Dotty was probably home by now, either on the roof waiting for me, or in the small underground nook she had dug out near the house.
I stumbled slightly as it was downhill to get back home.
Lights flashed before my eyes as I looked at the gas station that I would normally go to when I got hunger from being stoned or just when I wanted a coffee with too much creamer.
It looked quite brighter  in the dark.
My jean chains rattled loudly as I ran with all I had.
Finally, I had gotten home.
I got out the foldable ladder I had stolen from a house party and kept in the bushes for when I sneak out. I put it up as quietly as I could.
I climbed while shaking with paranoia after what I had saw.
When I reached the roof, I pulled up the ladder, folded it small and shoved it in my closet.
Dotty was sitting on my bed, as she sometimes invited herself inside.
I plopped next to her, not even bothering to take off my jeans.
"What the hell was that?" I said.

~ Authors note ~
Really long first chapter wasn't it??
But, isn't it exciting?
This is my first fanfiction, and I'm so excited to share it with you guys.
Please enjoy, and all support helps.
<3 ~ Billie hoe hamstring
Jk
~ Jace