Pentatonix - Summer at the Beach

Chapter 6

(A/N:  Wow, thank you for the reads!! : ) Hope you enjoy and also, introducing some more characters into the story in this chapter.  I dedicate this chapter to the Avi/Kirstie fans out there!! I tried to make this chapter extra long! Over 2900 words!)

(Kirstie’s POV)

I wake up and see that it’s dark outside and hear that it’s quiet in the house.  I look at my phone and it’s about 2:15 in the morning.  I get up and walk over to the window and look out at the moonlight on the beach.  I can see the waves crashing.  I am so upset and hurt by what Jeremy said to me.  I know it is all lies, but he has always known exactly what to say to me to hurt me.  I grab my oversized hoodie and put it on and step quietly outside into the hallway.  I tiptoe past Mitch’s room and Scott’s room.  I head into the living room and realize how quiet the house is when everyone is sleeping.  I go to the kitchen and grab a glass of water and head down to the basement; I never did get to check it out.  I am instantly surprised at the size of the basement and realize that it’s almost as large as the upstairs.  I walk down the stairs and notice that the walls are very thick and have foam on them, must be soundproof.  I go down and see a large sectional sofa, big screen TV, board games, movies, and books.  I look over to the over side of the room there was a giant studio equipped with the latest and greatest technology.  I run my fingers along the board and now know why Kevin was down here for hours.  I see our music out on the table along with some new songs.  I look at them and see my parts and frown.  I put them back down and think to myself, am I even good enough for this group?  I head over to the movie selection and scan through the hundreds of titles.  I grab an old musical that I love to watch, The Sound of Music.  I put it in the DVD player and relax on the oversized sectional that is probably big enough for ten people.  I am getting to the part where Maria is singing about her favorite things and I am humming along to myself, when I hear someone coming down the stairs. 

“Hello,” Scott calls from the stairs.

“Hi Scott,” I say as I lower the volume on the TV.

“I saw the light on and wondered who was down here. Wow, this room is amazing! I would never have expected it,” Scott says looking around.

“I know, right,” I say.

Scott comes over to me and sits down right beside me and leans over, “How are you doing, K?”

“I could be better,” I say leaning onto his shoulder.

He looks at the TV and we watch for a little bit.  He grabs the remote and hits Pause and turns towards me.  “Kirstie, you are so talented.  You are amazing.  Don’t believe a word of what that dumbass said to you.  You are one of the best singers that I know.”

I shrug. 

“Don’t shrug, know it.  You are.  Can I kick his ass the next time I see him, please?” Scott says with leaning back onto the couch.

“No, he’s not worth it,” I say.

“You don’t believe him, do you?” Scott asks.

“No.  It is just that words hurt sometimes, I hate that saying, words never hurt me, however it goes, but, for me, they do hurt,” I say.

“I know,” Scott puts his arm around me and comforts me.

“Then let our words raise you back up.  I know three other members of this group who think that you are amazing!” Scott says.

“Thanks, you guys are amazing too,” I say. 

We sit and watch the movie and I fall asleep to Maria singing again.