Answering the Waves - boyxboy

Chapter Two

"Surf to me, whatever you want . . . and whenever you're breezing through, keep tearing my world apart. . ." – Pierce the Veil

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Sunlight leaked through the opaque window curtains of the hotel room. I woke up disoriented, not knowing where I was, but soon enough the memories of the past couple days came back to the forefront of my mind, and I sat up in the bed, sweating and gasping for air.

As I slowly recovered, I thought about what had awoken me. It was a dream, but it wasn't just a dream. It was a memory, and it was one that I didn't want to relive.

I stood up from my bed, before sitting back down as I got a dizzy spell. I don't like feeling like this, I want to crawl up into a ball and cry, but that's not me, at least, I'm trying to convince myself that I'm not.

I laid back down on the bed, grabbed the pillow beside me, pressed it against my face and screamed. I don't know at what point the screaming turned into crying but it did, and it left me feeling crummy as hell.

I stayed on the bed, staring at the ceiling. I had no will power to stand up; I didn't want to do anything. My cell phone rang, somewhere on the floor, I didn't answer. Whoever it was called back and I let it rang. Once, twice, a couple of more times, until finally whomever it was gave up.

-- (Btw, these little guys' names are Fred and George. cArry on)

Time Skip: One Month

The tranquil, blue waters of the ocean became a sort of haven for me. I'd wake up, go on a jog on the sandy beach area, sit down on the little ledge, and try to get my mind off things.

On a good day I would people watch, smile when they would stop and smile at me, and watch as the raven haired boy would come everyday with the same person; he always sang the same song, he always smiled at the ocean in a sad little way, before leaving at sunset.

Today was different.

I woke up like normal. Ignored all the phone calls as usual, (they were slowly becoming less persistent) and left off to jog just like everyday for the past 2 weeks.

Today, for some reason, I was anxious to get the rock ledge. I just had a weird feeling about the date, but once I got there, the feeling didn't fade like I had expected it to, and I was left even more panicked.

My breathing was becoming shallow, my eyes were starting to water, and so I pinched myself to feel a bit of pain. It helped me a bit, so I continued to do it until I calmed down a bit.

There was nobody out, partly due (I'm guessing) to the fact that the sky was an ominous blue hue, and the waves were crashing down rather harshly compared to the last couple days.

I sat on the little rock ledge, overlooking the sea, taking deep sighs every once in a while.

Slow strumming began somewhere behind me, it didn't startle me. I knew what song it was, I knew who it would be that would be playing the guitar, I knew who would start singing it, and I smiled slowly.

Sure enough, as a few seconds passed by, I heard the boy's angelic voice break the silence, "I've lost my heart, my home is the ocean. The waves underneath will soon be my home. I will fall asleep. I'll close my eyes and dream of days when I wasn't all alone."

When he finished singing it, I opened my eyes, and with a feeling a shock realized what came after and I didn't want the raven haired boy to leave.

It was silly, I know. He was a stranger, but a stranger that I've seen everyday for the past month. I just didn't want him to leave. (Yeah, totally not creepy.) It was an internal conflict, but after a couple of seconds of arguing to myself I decided on something.

I turned around just in time to see the boy's retreating back. "Wait!" I cringed at the sound of my voice. You know those times you yell something out and your voice breaks off halfway through and you're left sounding like a pubescent teenager? Yeah. It happens to me way too much.

The raven haired boy stopped in his tracks and slowly turned around, he pointed to himself as if asking, "Me?" and I nodded, I mean, what else could I do?

He looked down at the ground, gave his head a little shake before staring back at me as he walked back. Great. Now what do I do?

He gave me a small little smile before sitting down on the rock. I kept on standing.

What do I do?

I cleared my throat before hesitantly raising my hand and whispering, "Hi."

The boy gave a little giggle and with a smile on his face, waved back at me and said in a loud clear voice, "Hi."

Heat rushed to my cheeks, as the boy continued to give me that small little smile.

"Er- my name is, yeah, my name is Vic." He smiled at me.

"My name is Kellin."

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897 words ayyeee.

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Otherwise next update will be on Sept. 29th

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--Dan :^)