Hayes POV
I got up early the next morning, packing a bag for the beach. For once I wanted to be alone.
Just me, my surfboard and the waves.
Once I got to the beach I dropped my bag with my things and ran straight down to the water.
The air was fresh and clean and it helped clear my mind.
My anxiety pills weren't working as well as they used to, I found myself panicking more frequently and I was getting more stressed.
They didn't get rid of it, but they could make it feel better.
Sometimes I felt like I was drowning in my own thoughts with no escape.
I lay steadily on my board, swimming out a bit deeper and waited patiently for a wave.
Getting up on my board at the perfect time and finding myself being dragged out closer to shore.
I found that this relaxed me, the rhythmic movement of the waves calmed me.
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I had completely lost track of time, I reckoned I was in the water for an hour, I could already see people starting to come down towards the beach.
I had planned on going out to the cave but Hazel had told me not to if the tide was coming in.
I began to make my way out of the water.
They're were little kids splashing around in the water and squealing at the waves, I could see one sitting down to pee smiling up at me.
Ew.
I started to run up the sand to get my towel.
I stood at the spot where I had left my bag.
Maybe I had I left it somewhere else?
I knew I hadn't.
I looked around me quickly and out of the corner of my eye towards the beach cafe I saw my blue towel thrown across the sand.
I walked up shaking with my fists clenched.
I picked up my towel and walked up a bit further and saw my ray bans on the decking outside the cafe a massive crack in the left lens.
Where was my bag?
I started to panic, I didn't even care about my ray bans.
I saw it over near the showers hanging over one of the showers heads.
I ran over picking it looking through it.
It was soaking wet, my wallet was missing.
My phone.
I looked around desperately and saw it on one of the benches across the way.
I gulped walking over and picked it up.
The screen of it was smashed into tiny pieces a jagged crack went through the back of it.
I turned it on and the apple logo flashed on the screen, at the very least it had been working.
I angrily shoved my towel into my bag and strung it over my back.
I was about to leave when I heard a voice behind me.
"Wow Hayes what happened to you?"
Dylan was looking at me smirking.
I wanted to cry looking at him with nothing but resentment in my eyes.
I don't think I had ever hated someone more.
"Your screen looks pretty bad" James said pretending to look concerned pointing down at my phone in my hand.
They all laughed at what he said, it wasn't even funny.
I couldn't believe they would do something so horrible.
"It'll teach you not to come here again you worthless shit, especially not with Hazel"
I didn't want to hear what Dylan had to say, his words seemed to seep into my head and stay there.
I walked out quickly, I was full of anger I could here them laughing behind me.
I went straight home and up to my room without talking to anyone.
I hated my life I thought angrily
I hated myself.
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