Rhea
Rhea traipsed around the hotel halls and lobby mindlessly. It was quiet, only the sounds of the AC breaking it.
It was empty and quiet. Occasionally a family or couple would come down with suitcases, going on an early flight she presumed.
She walked around the large hotel, not searching for anything in particular, maybe a piece of mind?
The sound of waves crashing against the shore was heard. She furrowed her eyebrows looking round every corner for the exit.
She was now on the top floor of the hotel, still traipsing past the different rooms. Around the corner was a door wide open, labelled "sun deck", this was the place Zion was supposed to take her. Supposed.
Her small body pushed past the door, unveiling a heavenly view.
The night sky was blanketed in stars, all city lights were off.
It was like the world was asleep, maybe not in a few hours but in this particular moment that's what it felt like.
Deck chairs were sprawled a long the ground along with a blanket on the side. Rhea shuffled onto the chair and throwing the blanket up onto her body.
The girl sat there for what felt like ages. Her eyes infatuated with what they met. Her breath the only thing that was heard. It was beautiful and content.
A distant plucking of a guitar was heard, for a moment she thought it was her imagination- like in movies.
It stopped.
And started again.
She looked side to side where the chairs lay. At the very edge of the row was somebody sat with a guitar. They were 4 chairs away from her and considering it was dark she was surprised she could see.
"That sounds beautiful" she complimented the anonymous person near to her.
They turned around, "thank you" he smiled whilst turning his head. Zion. "Ray?" He squinted his eyes, the girl becoming clear to him.
"I didn't know you were here" her face dropped innocently.
"Can we talk? I want to apologise. Please," he pleaded
She nodded her head helplessly.
"I'm sorry I handled this situation like an asshole. I tend to run away from my problems and, when I'm faced with them I shy away from the fact I messed up" he placed his guitar onto the floor and shuffled closer to the girl.
"I should have told you, I was scared you would treat me differently. Being young and having all this attention on you is so insanely stressful. I felt paranoid"
"it doesn't at all justify lying to you but if you could just be in my boots for a moment. I didn't want to loose what I had. My mind was full of 'what ifs' what if you don't want the attention? what if being in the public eye ruins what we have?" he said rhetorically.
"Kind of ironic though, since I'm trying to be an actress" she folded her arms and chuckled slightly.
"Yeah I guess," he smiled.
He fidgeted with his fingers like a kid at a nursery.
"I just didn't want to lose what was important to me. It's either the most important people leave me because of my situation or people pretend to be important to me because of my situation. So I guess I thought lying was okay. It wasn't. It turned out that maybe if I had told you the truth you wouldn't leave me at all. At least that's what I hope" he finally looked up at Rhea.
"I can almost understand." Rhea considered what it was like in Zions perspective. Maybe if people cut him some slack he wouldn't feel this way; like he had to lie.
However he knew exactly what he was doing. He still lied but Rhea figured it was out of innocence.
