~~Authors note: The chapter's finished. I regret writing that end scene at 2 am. It get kinda graphic, so watch out.~~
(At the beach, Stella's P.O.V.)
It's a perfect day for swimming. The gloriously shining sun, the glassy light turquoise waters, the hospitable tourists, and a coral reef not to far away from here are all part of the equation.
There's one problem: I'm the only one awake.
In a desperate struggle to try to open all of the blinds and curtains, I hear footsteps. The sound of curtains closing echoes as the room dims. Someone's closing everything I had just opened.
A mumble erupts from what sounds like Luna. A zombie-like voice follows. "Stop ... letting in ... all of this ... annoying ... sunshine..."
"Don't you wanna do something today?"
"Noooo...."
Luna throws herself back on the bed, hitting Estrella in the face in the process.
Estre screams in agony. "What'd I tell you about being so obnoxious?!"
"Myyy baaad....." Luna soon falls back to sleep.
The benefits of having siblings.
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After a bit of thought and consideration, I've decided to leave my sisters behind and take Gray for a nice stroll on the shoreline.
I'm all ready to go, sandals, sunscreen, and everything. Meanwhile, Grey still doesn't know what to put on.
"You're awfully fast," he comments. "It's like you have a lot of experience getting ready for the beach. It's like you've lived here."
"Not necessarily, I have no memory of living on the shoreline."
"You might have gone to the beach a lot when you were young."
"Again, I have no memory of doing that," I clear my throat for emphasis.
"Right, you don't."
Gray stops as a look of suspicion crosses his face.
"If that's true, how come you got ready so fast?"
"It's probably inst-" I pause to think about what I'm going to say. "N-never mind..."
His words really made me think. Was it really by instinct? Have I actually been here before?
Now's not the time for questions, I can worry about that later.
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(On the beach)
Holding hands, we walk across the warm, sugar-like sand, looking for some shops where we can eat a snack. There are many stands on the shore, each selling their own product.
A bit more inland, I spot a mango tree. How about I get us some mangoes from there, I think to myself, instead of spending money, we can get some for free!
I have no idea why it crossed my mind, but I borrowed Gray's pocket knife and scaled the mango tree. I was eating the fruit in no time.
"Gray, come on!," I yell to him. "It's good!"
He hesitates. "Alright," he agrees, trying but struggling to get up to my spot.
"How'd you get up here so fast and easily?!"
"I just... did." I respond. "I don't know why or how, but I did."
"I'm beginning to think you've been here before..."
"Probably. In the meantime, come have a nice snack with me!"
He sighs and reluctantly eats the mango I've been cutting pieces out of.
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/Gray/
After a nice day, we decide that Estre and Luna can go out and have a nice break from binge watching movies all day..
Stella and I wind down, each taking our own baths and changing into some comfortable clothes.
I sit on our bed and read a magazine. With nothing else to do, the room falls silent.
"What do we do now?" She asks, sprawled out on the couch.
"Whatever you find relaxing," I say, flipping a page.
"How about a nice massage," she offers. "Or, even better, a spaaa..."
"You already took a bath."
"True."
The room falls silent once more.
Suddenly, an idea enters my head.
"We haven't done anything romantic in a while." I suggest.
Stella jerks up from her spot and sits up. "Y-you're kidding, r-right?" She stutters. That was the same reaction she had last time.
"Nope." I sigh. "Not at all," I recite.
She fiddles around with her fingers.
"Well, a little something won't hurt, right?" She whispers quietly.
"I suppose so."
Finally.
She gets up from the white couch she was on and begins walking my direction. Laying down on my bed, she begins to inch closer and closer to me.
Now that she's here, what are we going to do? I ask myself. What are we supposed to do? What am I supposed to do?
The question begins to repeat itself in my head until a kiss on the cheek interrupts my thoughts.
"See? It didn't hurt." Stella smiles. I know that smile very well.
I laugh. "Of course it didn't." I pause to look around the room, as if there was someone else in the room.
"What are you looking for? All of the windows and doors are closed."
"Perfect," I say.
As expected, this scares the living soul out of Stella, as if im going to murder her.
"You're not gonna do anything bad, are you?" She panics.
"Oh shut up," i tease. "I would never hurt you."
She giggles and gives me a peck on the forehead. "I knew you would scare me like that."
Time had passed, and soon, the uninvited guests showed up at the door.
Estre pounds on the door. "Let us in!" She yells.
"Also," Luna adds, "We can hear moaning from outside."
Our stomachs drop.
"You guys are in big trouble!" They yell.
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