"I always thought Adam was my true love - that he was the only person that could make me feel alive. So when he broke up with me, my world fell apart and my heart shattered into a thousand pieces. I was lost without him.
He was the one that had...
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His eyes were the kind of eyes you could drown in. Dark brown, with a cute sparkle in it that made you hold your breath. And when his fingertips touched my smooth skin, trailing along my body and drawing unknown symbols, I would quiver in excitement, fully controlled by his spell. Something enlightened in me when he was around, as if he filled my soul with stars, making me shine in the darkness so I could scare away the shadows inside. With him I was the person I wanted to be, the person I was in my dreams and thoughts. And without him? well... I guess I lost myself. There was a hollow feeling in my heart and I didn't know how to replace the love there once was.
*buzz* The annoying sound of my beeping phone is the first thing in minutes that breaks through the deadly silence in my brothers car. 'Shouldn't you answer it?' He asks me, his eyes still focusing on the road. I muttered something he couldn't hear and threw a glance at my phone: one missed call. I ignored it, but couldn't stop thinking about it. What if he'd made up his mind? What if it was just a misunderstanding, we could figure this out... I inhaled deeply and tried to focus on something else. I listened to the tender hum of the engine and the sound of soft music that played on the radio. Moving to California – even when it's for a few weeks – sounds like a dream right? Well, I guess not for everyone on this planet, at least not for me. Not in the first place. But I promised my best friend that I would make the best out of it, so maybe I could get over my ex-boyfriend.
I shuddered; I hated that word, especially because I wasn't the one who wanted a breakup. I wanted to ask my brother so many questions, but decided against it. The couple of years that we had been living apart, made our relationship almost non-existing. He didn't even know what was going on in my life or what the real reason was behind my abrupt visit. My mother hoped this could be a new start for both of us, but that didn't mean this was the moment to "bond". Of course I couldn't blame him for the whole situation – in fact – if I where him I would've done the same thing. He got the opportunity to do the thing he loved most in this world: making music. He was the lucky "one in a million" bastard who became rich and famous in LA (well, sort of). But forgetting your only sister? That hurts. I flinched at the memory of the day he had left us and glanced over at Alec. I still couldn't believe I was here, in his expensive car, driving to his house where I would spend the summer with him. He felt my glare and took a glance towards my direction. The sunlight fell on his handsome face that looked so similar to my own and he gave me a sympathetic smile. Ugh, I knew that smile... He could win every girls heart with that smile and he knew it.
I almost laughed at the thought. There were a few seconds of silence in which I guessed he was expecting me to say something. I could ask how he is doing, or would that be to cliché to ask? I sighed, all things I came up with, sounded stupid in my mind. Better to keep my mouth shut than to make a fool of myself. When it became obvious that I wouldn't speak up, I looked outside of the window and stared to all the palm trees we passed by. From here I could see the high waves, desperately trying to find their way to the beach with force.
'We're almost there', Alec informed me. He pointed at the beach I was looking at, 'that's Santa Monica Beach, you will probably spend a lot of time there. Most people of your age do.' I nodded in response, knowing he would assume I hadn't listened to everything he had said to me. My eyes followed a group of teenagers in the distance, walking with surfboards under their arms, laughing about a joke or something funny. When we came closer, Alec had to stop so they could cross the street safely. I glanced at my brother again and made an impulsive decision.
I threw the door open as fast as I could and jumped out of the car, leaving him in perplex. 'Reighley!' I heard his voice call after me. But I continued to walk away with my head held high and adrenaline pumping through my veins. I knew he would park his car somewhere so he could come after me, not that it mattered to me. He probably would drag me back, angry because of my crazy action. I quickly followed the surfers to a food truck. They stashed their surfboard against a wall of deadwood painted in all colors of a rainbow. The boys ran to the ocean, but the two girls stayed to order a smoothie.
'Let me guess...' the barista started when it was my turn to order something, 'you are totally lost, walked for hours to find a trendy beach club and to your disappointment you're stranded here', he winked at me and then smiled because of the expression on my face. 'Wait a few minutes and you will see how cool this place is.' He pointed at a handmade poster, 'a few unknown artists will come over to play songs.' He looked at me with high hopes, 'we're even going to make a big campfire.' He stepped out of the truck and started cleaning the tables.
'Believe me, it's worth the shot.' He wasn't right when he said I probably was disappointed, this place was amazing. Everything matched, from the hippie food truck till the little lanterns that were hanging above us. I could imagine how beautiful it would be here in the evening, when they would turn on the lights. 'Here you're.' Alec took me by surprise, he wasn't angry at me and eyed even cheerful. 'I see you've met Noah', he gestured to the barista. 'You two know each other?' They both laughed as an answer to my question.
'Thanks to Noah my talent got discovered.' He explained to me with a voice full of pride and excitement, 'I owe him.' They shared a glance and I wondered what they both thought. It was clear the two of them were close friends. 'Tonight one of your favorite bands is playing Alec, why don't you stay here with your sister?' For the second time Noah winked at me, but now it wasn't flirty. We conspired together against my brother, which made me giggle. Maybe this first afternoon wouldn't be as awful as I thought. Alec doubted first but eventually agreed with Noah's plan.
We sat down on a bench and both ordered a different smoothie. Maybe it was the place, the relaxed atmosphere or a combination, but something changed inside of me. I caught myself smiling more than once, looking around in awe and bewilderment. Was this what had made my brother fled across the country? Because if it were so, I could understand why. More people gathered around the small stage, sitting on the tables, chairs and benches. We all waited, ready to discover the unknown artists Noah spoke about. 'The first time I performed here, I was so nervous', Alec said, confiscated by his old memories, 'I remember every detail, the vintage spotlights they use here, the crazy crowd that was singing along with my number..." And while he told me about it, Noah turned on the little lanterns and the spotlights on the stage. The world lighted up on an enchanted way, making me forget everything else. This was the only thing that mattered right now. The people, the sound of the waves crashing on the shore, and the new feeling that made my heart flutter.
I'm so excited about writing this story and sharing it online! I never wrote in English before so this is really a challenge for me, if you see any grammatical mistakes, please report it (so I can learn from it and rewrite all the bad stuff), XOXO
