My Lover's Doppleganger

Chapter 3

I ran, I ran as fast as I could. I ignored the tears that were forming in my eyes threatening to burst out any minute. I fought the urge to cry and break down right there, and I just kept running away.

Megan and Sky tried to stop me from leaving the party and I just had to lie that I was tired and that I'm going home to rest.

Once I was far away from the house and from the burning smell of alcohol and sweating bodies, I stopped to catch my breath.

I let my tears flow freely as I dropped down to my knees, I felt a heaviness on my chest, my heart breaking with every breath I take, my hands shaking as I brought them to my face to wipe the tears away.

I hated myself for being so stupid, for being too naive and falling so hard for someone who never even had any intention on liking me. The image of him and the other girl will be haunting me forever, even though I've seen him with multiple girls before, but this time it was different. This time I actually thought I had a chance with him. I had my hopes up only to have them come crushing down on me.

I tried to calm myself down as I slowly got back on my feet.

I kept walking, my head bent down and eyes gazing at the floor, my hands folded tightly against my chest, rubbing my arms with my hands as to create some kind of friction in order to keep myself warm, but in vain.

I didn't wanna go home just yet, it was too early, and since this was practically my first party, my parents wanted me to go out and have fun, and returning early will only result in many questions that I have no answers to.

After thinking for a while I decided to head to a place that felt like my second home, a place where I'd feel calm and at ease, a place to clear my thoughts.

The beach has always been a good idea.

It wasn't that far away, I only had to walk for 15 minutes or so before I felt the cool breeze brushing against my face, I suddenly felt chilly but smiled genuinly as the smell of the salty sea filled my nostriles, I took a deep breath, taking in the whole beauty of this sight before me. It felt like heaven.

This place has always been my second home, I still remember when Sky and I would come here as kids, we'd play in the sand and swim by the shore. Until later we discovered a place up by the cliff beneath the rocks that looked like a cave, it was our secret place, we'd go there frequently to play with our toys, or sometimes to hide from our parents after getting in trouble.

I smiled at the memory as a sudden feeling of nostalgia filled my insides.

I climbed the cliff in search of our childhood hidden cave.
I remember how hard it used to be when Sky and I tried to climb it as kids, our little legs struggling to get to the top, and always ending up with a bleeding knee or elbow.
But now, it only takes a few climbs since it was never really that high.

I smiled to my self as I saw the small dark hole that we used to call a cave.

I sat there as I contemplated the beautiful view, the sea was calm, I watched the gentle waves crawling their way to the shore, then crashing against the cliff. The moon pouring its light into the dark night, causing the water to sparkle, as the dim light of the stars shined from above, making the view even more beautiful.

I closed my eyes and smiled. Taking in a deep breath of the salty ocean air.

All that could be heard are the sounds of the waves splashing and pounding gently into the cliff.

I was at peace, I felt calm, I cleared my mind from everything that has happened earlier today and it felt good.

It felt good to run away from the real world. I refused to dive into my thoughts. So I just opened my eyes to admire the sight in front of me.

I turned my head to the side to marvel at the way the waves were creeping towards the sand, drenching it as it passes through.

I furrowed my eyebrows when I thought I saw a black figure laying on the sand along the shore, as the waves keep pounding into it, covering the figure for a second before revealing it again.

I felt my heart thumping through my chest as I stared intensivly at the black motionless figure. I immediately decided to go check it out.

I climbed down the cliff as fast as I could and hurried towards the beach.
The closer I got, the more certain I was that the figure is a human's body lying face down by the water, not moving.

The person was probably dead, I thought to myself but quickly felt terrified.

I shivered.

Death has always been my worst fear and I have never seen anyone dead with my own eye, except in the tv, that is.

I came closer, my heart suddenly feels as if it's about to burst out of my chest, I took a shaky breath as I fell down on my knees and placed my trembling hands on the man's shoulder.

I shaked him, trying to wake him up since I didn't know for sure if he was dead or unconscious but he didn't budge.

I checked his pulse and was relieved to find that he's alive.

Well, barely alive.

So I decided my best option was to give him CPR. I've never done it before but I've seen enough movies and videos to know how it's done.

I gently placed both my hands on his shoulder in order to turn him around.

Just as he was on his back, my heart stopped.

I froze, unable to breathe.

I stared wide eyed at the boy lying before me.

"Tyler?" I whispered in a voice I could barely hear.