The Iron Lighthouse

The Storm Begins

I watched as Caleb redirected his gaze from me to Bailey. It seemed like he was talking to her, and after several minutes of me standing there, the wind whipping against me and freezing me to my core, they finally started to walk back up.

I waited five more minutes until they reached the top of the rocks, facing the internal battle of whether or not I should leave. I decided to wait, and make sure that they actually left so that they weren't put in danger. I may hate them both, but I don't want to wake up tomorrow morning to find that one of them had been fried to the core by lightning and the other was found in the middle of the sea after being blown into it.

"So, you live up here?" Caleb asked me when they reached the top.

"Why do you care?" I questioned him, staring at his arm that was draped over Bailey's shoulder. It seemed to me like it was always there.

"I don't know. I guess I thought only that old lighthouse man lived up here. Is that your dad or something?"

I narrowed my eyes. "It's my grandpa, not my dad. My dad's dead. Also, how do you know about that? Have you been up here before?"

"Ya, Bailey and I sometimes hang out in that old lighthouse there. I mean, it's named after my great-great-"

"I get it. It's just named that because your great-great-great-grandpa won a bet against mine and two other of there friends and so he got to name it whatever he wanted. Obviously he named it the 'Salvin Lighthouse' after himself because he's selfish and obnoxious just like you," I told Caleb.

I could see that he wasn't really paying attention to my history lesson because he was looking at the sky above. 

"Are you done your lecture?" He asked when I finished.

"Ya," I huffed. 

"Well, we should all get out of here. It's starting to rain, and I don't want my baby to get cold," Caleb said, waving his hand towards the sky.

"That's a good idea. Well...nice seeing you?" I offered. Caleb snickered and Bailey shot me a glare.

"Nerd, it's never nice seeing you," Bailey told me. "Let's go, babe."

"Nerd's are smart, unlike you!" I shouted back at her. "So that's a compliment! 

Bailey and Caleb started walking away from me, and his arm that was around her shoulder changed to his hand in hers. I wish that could've been me, holding Caleb's hand. But that would never happen. Cause Caleb's a jerk. A really cute, adorable, kissable jerk. 

As I watched them walk away, I saw that they were going to the lighthouse. I ran, trying to catch up with them.

"Hey! Where do you think you're going?" I yelled at them, finally slowing down as I reached them.

"Um, the lighthouse, isn't it obvious?" Bailey snickered.

"Uh, shouldn't you be going home?" I asked her.

"The storms here, and there's no way that we will even be able to walk down to my car before the storm starts," Caleb informed me.

"Then you shouldn't have been here in the first place if you knew the storm was coming! I mean if I hadn't come here you'd probably still be down on the rocks, about to be caught in this storm!" I yelled.

"Whatever. We're here now, and it's not like it's the first storm Bailey and I have spent in this lighthouse. I mean, we usually come here during storms."

"What?"

Now we were inside the lighthouse, I saw that Caleb had brought a flashlight with him. He turned it on, shining it around.