The vampires tutor

Lesson 25.

Watching all the students walk by, I lean on my car and stare at one in specific. Cursing under my breath, I get back in my car and drive as far away from the school as possible. The city signs passing me by and the roads all blurring into one. 

Parking in a small lot in the forest, I turn off the car and slam the door closed as I walk up a small, random path into the trees; my feet carrying me to the every end of the trail. I take deep breathes to calm myself and look around to see a sign that says I am in a national forest and something about cliff jumping. 

A devilish smile creeps onto my face and I take off my shoes, shirt and pants; leaving just my underwear on then running back before sprinting right to the edge and jumping off. I close my eyes and let the wind rush passed me, the feeling of falling making my stomach do loops. I can slightly feel the colder breeze with the waters mist before I am completely engulfed by it. 

My body floating further down as I don't do anything to get myself to the surface. Opening my eyes, I see nothing but murky blue and green. I stay down there for what seems like hours as I think of what just happened. 

Could this really be happening to me? 

Deciding I have been under longer enough, I swim to the surface and jut float for a while. Letting the memories of my past take over and play like a dream on my eyelids, the sound of the waves and distance sound of them crashing on the rocks take me back to a time in my past that I thought I had long forgotten. 

The three of us where connected at the hip ever since we came out of the womb, through the years that never changed, no matter what hardships we had gone through as individuals. I believe that we were more than just brothers; that word does not carry how much those two really meant to me. 

The pound down the hill from our homes was our ocean, it was our domain. We could be anything we wanted there. Pirates, Navy, monsters, and just kids. Our childhood memories will forever swim around in the pounds water, like our own fountain of youth. 

If only they were here now, we could take a trip and dive right in to forget the troubles of here and now. 

If only life where that simple. 

Opening my eyes I look at the sky, its simple blue is now painted in light pastel pinks, blues, purples, and a dash of violent red. The sun slowly going to kiss the waters surface before it disappears from sight. The violent red lingering the longest in the sky and it triggers a hungry that only a beast would know. 

Thinking back, how  I became this way is blurred. At times I think that it was one thing, but then that memory becomes tampered with and I am left with another mystery to figure out. 

From time to time, the nightmares give me answers; but they also bring back those memories which I have buried so deep within myself.

Those memories I think will release the beast which I keep tightly chained below the surface, the beast who wants more than anything to consume the real me. who I am. The me that was a child once, that had no fears and no worries when it came to the monsters lurking in the shadows. 

The child who believed that no matter what, nothing bad would happen to. 

Was I foolish to believe that? I question that myself daily, but when you are content in life; with what you have and who you have, the thought of that being crushed doesn't cross your mind until the pieces lay in your hands as you look around at what used to be your life. 

What breaks you though, is realizing you were the one to break all of that. Your life destruction was caused by your own hands.

Closing my eyes again, I see the damage that I caused. The damage that I made. The love that dissolved into sand when they saw what I had done. They were never my enemies until  the moment I saw how they looked at me changed. They no longer saw me as their childhood friend, no longer the brave one out of the three of us. 

I was the monster now. 

Thinking back to this morning, I open my eyes and my mind pictures that person. Why now? Of all times, why now fate? Why bring that person to me now.....

I curse fate.

 I curse destiny.

 I curse love. 

I curse life.

But what good will that do? I tell myself, because no matter what; fate, destiny, love, and most of all life. They enjoy messing with our life's, they get pleasure out of making us run in circles. 

"Love is a weapon of mass destruction or reconstruction?" I quote from one of my favorite quotes as I slowly back stroke back to shore. 

When I get back up to my things, I get dressed and I look down at my phone to see a million missed calls from the family, but one text from Ashley which was sent about 4 hours ago. She must have seen me rip out of the schools parking lot this morning. 

I open it and read. 

(Are you ok?)

I think of an answer to that and the best that I can come up with is...

(Love is a B*tch.) 

I put my phone back in my pocket and walk back down the path to my car and get when, starting it up, I feel my phone buzz. Pulling it back out, I see her reply. 

(Tell me about it!! FREAKING SUCKS)

I laugh a little, then stare at my screen. What do I even say to that. My chest tightening just thinking about what is going to happen from here on out.

(What to talk about it?) She sends another text. 

(When I get home.) 

(Where are you?)

I smile as I type, (The Ocean) 

(Are you kidding me?!?!) 

                                     ~~~~~~ Can any of you tell who's POV this is? :) ~~~~~~