Like Nobody's Business

Rough Waves, Diamond Shore

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Nayeli Binns

I opened my eyes slowly and stretched the tired feeling from off my body. The first few mornings of being here I woke up confused as to where I am before my brain registered that I'm not in California anymore. It didn't take long for me to get use to Bali which is where Alexander and I have been for the past five weeks, on an island to ourselves.

Being here has been a breath of fresh air, we had privacy and most importantly peace and quiet. There weren't any roads to have vehicles, no angry drivers blowing their horns every five minutes. There are miles and miles of sea water and just outside the bedroom is a pool, a very wide pool that has a perfect view of greenery that surrounds us. The air is clean and the island is beyond beautiful, I never knew I needed something so much until now, the vacation that is.

I slipped off the bed and went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. The house is very open, with glass from floor to cealing serving as walls just at the front. We are surrounded by many different trees and plants, it gave an atheistic vibe. The design of this house is incredible and I'm half happy half sad about not living here, at first I didn't want to go back to California but as time passed and I slowly recovered from the traumatic events I realized I had a life back in California, a life I need to continue building. I have a job I need to get back to, goals to reach and memories to make with my now friends Adivia and Stormi.

During week one the whole mess of the situation weighed heavy on my mind, especially the half Alexander didn't know about. It was eating me from the inside out and made me feel like I didn't want to do anything, it was as if I fell into a state of depression. I didn't care to eat, nor do anything Alexander had planned for us. All I wanted was to stay in bed, or inside the house at least. I barely spoke, Alexander had to squeeze a full sentence of out me. I applaud him for not getting fed up with my behavior already.

Week two was when I began appreciating everything around me, the peace and quiet, the stressfree atmosphere and the scenery outside. Getting out of bed was easier, I started talking more and laughing every now and then. I ate without Alexander having to remind me, I spent less time sulking in my sorrows and overthinking.

Week three was way easier, It started with me going outside to interact with nature instead of just admiring it from the bedroom, I even went swimming in the pool and before you knew it I was taking walks on the beach, exploring the island, you name it.

Week four I felt alive again, I didn't feel like I did when we first arrived. I told myself I wouldn't let what happen ruin my life anymore than it already has. I tried to reconnect with Alexander, I haven't really been showing him much emotion. Gone are the days when I would push him to the back off my head as if he isn't important to me. Gone are the days I wouldn't give him much of my attention until he spoke to me directly then he's no longer hidden in my shadow. Nowadays I feel like my old self and I know this because I don't drag myself around the house, I didn't want to stay in bed all day, the dark cloud that once hung over my head has disappeared. I feel like me again.

Week five is coming to an end and surprisingly I'm not dreading the return to California.

As I made my way back to bed I suddenly heard the splashing of water coming from the pool, it didn't take long for Alexander's body to come in view. I watched him complete his lap across the pool before he climbed out and grabbed a towel rested on one of the chairs to dry his face. His muscles flexed as he walked inside the bedroom with water dripping down his body.

"Someone is finally awake."

"Don't act like you don't sleep in late too," I laid down and watched him continue to rid his body of water. "How were your laps this morning?"