Unspoken Love

Chapter 3

~Dinah Jane~

The beach is by far the best place to be. I rather hang out there then with my dad. Its going to be a painful long time here. I already know that. The only person who made it less painful was Camila. She usually meets me here on the beach but today she had some cancer stuff and couldnt make it.

Our spot was in a rocky part. Away from the people. Camila always set her tank on a rock and sat with me on the one farthest in the ocean. I hung my feet over the edge and dipped my cold toes in. The water was warm with the hot sun betting down. Maybe I wouldve tanned but not in a new place. I was self aware of my body in a way all girls were so instead I just wore a red tank and jean shorts.

Camila could not get out of my head. I liked staying up late and talking to her over the phone. It felt like a romance movie. Almost like the Fault in Our Stars. She was adorable and beautiful in a way that not even Hazel Grace could top.

Love was something I was not in the mood for. Not now. Back home I learned I was bi when I had 2 crushes. A girl and a guy. And I ended up dating the girl. Of corse my first date was a guy but my parents did not approve of girls. At least my dad didnt.

A familiar whistle drifted through the air. The cold breeze hit my skin hard and made heart hit my chest faster when I saw the long legs. Normani Kordei was standing just to the left of me, looking out at the water, ankle deep in it.

She looked so beautiful it actually hurt. She wore a dress this time. Styled to looked cut at the ends. The back part longer than the front. A beautiful black bottom half and ocean blue top. Her eyes scanned over the water and she had a cigarette in her mouth. Unlit of corse. Id never actually seen her smoke but I assumed she did.

I caught a glimpse of red. Then tiny little drops fell into the ocean. The blue washing away the red within seconds but I had seen it. The glint of the knife was easy to see. She had quick fast movements and I dont even want to think of how she got her hands on that knife.

Normani was breathing slowly. I saw it now. The blood staining her wrist. Faded scars. Before I even thought about it I made my way behind her and grabbed her side.

She didnt jump but turned around and glared at me, the knife skillfully pulled out of view. I watched her closely but if she was feeling anything other than hate it was well concealed.

"What?" She snapped.

"I just saw you over here and came to say hi." I say innocently. "I saw you playing with your wrist."

Before she could move away I grabbed her left wrist. Blood stained my skin as I gripped it tightly enough so that she couldnt move away.

Nothing. Not even a wince of pain. "What do you want Dinah Jane?"

"I just want to know why..."

She yanks away from me and further into the ocean. "Just go away. I want to be alone."

"A lot of people are depressed-"

"Not me." Normani says deffiantly. "I hate people and I hate you. Go hang out with your dead friend."

I wince. She can attack me with any words she wants but she will not offend Camila. "Dont talk about her like that just because..."

"Because Im right? Because she has no chance of living. Not a life you could ever be a part of." Her eyes glitter. "I see the way you look at her. Your in love with a dead person. She'll die in about a year or two and you'll be heartbroken."

"What about you?" I ask with anger in my voice. "Im willing to bet someone broke your heart. Or maybe you just dont have one hmm? I'll bet your parents dont know you smoke and hang around with strippers."

Normani moves dangerously close to me and all I can remember is that she has a knife concealed somewhere. "My parents are divorced and my mom is dead. Not that youd care. Your too wrapped up in Camila to even think straight."

"So what?" I ask annoyed. Everything inside me screamed to apologize. I wass o angry about the comments I forgot she had problems. It made me feel sick with guilt but I couldnt think about it right now. "Why would you even care?"

"Your digging yourself and her a grave." Normani says harshly.

"And you hate me so why try and stop me?"

She rolls her eyes. "I hate everyone on this freaking Earth. It makes me sick to see people so happy. Sick like that little girlfriend of yours. I just hope you know she isnt bi or lesbian. Shes just friendly with everyone." Normani storms away, her dress fluttering behind her in the angry wind.

I dash up the rocks and pull on my shoes. Thats when I notice her notebook. I need to return it but when I look for Normani shes already gone. Her house isnt very far away so I walk. Regretting this already when I knock on the door.

A man opens it and when he sees the notebook he points up the stairs. I walk in akwardly and knock on Normanis bedroom door. Her house is dark and musty. The sad part was she was about 2 houses to the left of mine.

When the voice yelled come in I opened the door and let out a tiny gasp. Her room was painted with a dark purple. Pink bed and a desk were the only things I could make out clearly. She had a door that said closet and a door that said bathroom. The rest was books. Books lay scattered over her floor, stacked on chairs, bookshelf overflowing. The tiny nightstand had a stack as big as my head.

But that wasnt even the most surprising part. On her walls she had been scribling in sharpie. I realised she had been writing. Before I could read any of it Iw as shoved back into the hallway and Normani shut the door.

"What?"

"You left your notebook." I say.

She snatches it back and moves back into her room. Her sweet smell of cinnamon and pine tinging the air. My heart still beating impossibly fast. A rythem so out of control and only two girls in the world had the power to make it go that fast.

Her door slams shut as she turns away from me. Turning her back on everyone in the world.