I was walking along some beach. The warm air from the sea flew across my face, bringing scents of unknown places to me. I smiled. This was what life should be like. No worrying, night walks on the beach. No heart break, no mistakes, no drama. I took off my shoes, and let them dangle from my hands. The sand sunk in the gaps between my toes.
I felt like staying here forever. I had never walked across a beach before today, never felt sand on my feet. What a horrible shame. This was amazing, it made me feel at home. This was coming from a girl who lives in the country, in the midwest. The shore was actually empty, most of the people in this area were at night clubs, there was rare partying near the water. I was grateful for this.
As if on cue, I heard a group of girls giggling and talking loudly. I squinted and saw a circle of people sitting about 50 feet away, laughing and babbling. Just people. I kept walking. Then I heard it. The voice of the guy I had once loved. He was sitting there. Then the voice of the guy on tv who had bashed me. Then the familiar blonde hair shining in the dark, his head perked to the side, admiring the water. I hadn't even talked to Matthew for as long as I could remember.
Cam had told me he was crushed about me choosing... who I did. I cringed. I needed to get out before they saw me. I could not talk to them. I considered my best way to get out, when I saw the huddle rise up and begin to move. The boys waved to some horribly desperate, giggling girls who trotted away. The boys walked to a bench farther from the shore and sat down. This was even worse. No, no, no. I had to just walk by, and make it seem like I had no idea who they were. I took a deep breath and made myself move forward. I felt the distance between us close up painfully quick. I bent my head down and walked, walked, walked. I had gotten past. I slowed down my speed. I was clear.
"Dude, she's hot. Rocking those shorts. Shawn, go get that." Taylor laughed and I felt their eyes on me. Shit.
"I don't want a girl. You know that." Shawn's voice got deeper, I knew he was beginning to get angry. I was barely five foot past them.
"Wait. She seems familiar. Who is that? Hey! Pink tank! Come here!" Matthew shouted and I knew I had no choice but to give it up. I stopped in my tracks, and turned to them slowly, keeping my head down. I walked back to them.
"Do I know you?" Matthew stood up and walked the short distance to me. How did I ever think I could do this? Stupid. I gave it up, and raised my eyes to meet theirs.
"Well, holy shit. Look who came out of hiding. NIce shorts by the way." Taylor winked at me and hit Shawn's leg, making him look over. Our eyes met, and I felt the ice of his eyes hit my body. My head exploded, my heart raced. The first time in two months seeing him in person. He had changed. He looked more like Old Shawn, not Party Shawn. I couldn't blink, or even move my eyes away for a second. I was locked into place. I felt my arms drop to my sides. I couldn't breathe.
"Mykenna?" Matthew breathed towards me. He broke the trance, I looked over and did my best to smile. "How are you? Are you living here now? This is crazy! I've missed you!" Matthew walked over and brought me into a genuine hug. I wrapped my arms around his neck, his around my waist tightly.
"You're just as beautiful as I remember. We need to catch up. By the way, don't mind Taylor. Those shorts are nice though." He whispered shakily into my ear. I laughed. I actually laughed, for the longest time, I could barely smile. Here I was, in the arms of Matthew Espinosa, laughing. I couldn't believe what was happening. I pulled away after what felt like hours.
"Can you guys frickin believe it! How weird that we find her, after all this time! You should have told us you were in LA! We should've met up sooner!" He chuckled and laced his arm around my shoulders. I hadn't been shown affection since a while, and my spine tingled.
"I'm glad we haven't seen her until now. Bet she's been living the good life with Cam. Fuck him, get a place to stay for a while, right?" Taylor laughed and smirked at me, raising his eyebrows in question. What was he doing? I heard Shawn whisper something to him. "No, I'm not done. I bet you have been hiding from the media on purpose. Too ashamed to show your face, the face of a stupid little girl. Can't even keep a man longer than two months? What a shame. Get in and get out kind of girl?" He continued not missing a beat. I felt my jaw tighten.
"Taylor just stop man cmon-" Matthew was shushed by his loud voice speaking again. He stood up and was inches from my face, a good 4 inches above me.
"Lastly, I bet you have been really upset and depressed haven't you? Taking any meds? You haven't been eating as much, I can see that. You dyed your hair, because the darker color reminded you of the time with Shawn. Am I right?" He grinned and picked up a piece of my hair. I slapped his hand, making him drop it.
"Big mistake." He raised his hand and connected his fist to my left eye, sending me to the ground. It may not seem like much, but he was a strong guy, and he had just punched me square in the face.
"Dude! What's wrong with you!" Matthew screamed. I grasped at my face, and felt the tears cover my face like a blanket.
"How's that feel?" Taylor barely finished his sentence before I saw his face on the ground next to mine. I saw a large hand on his chest, holding him down, while the other punched him repeatedly in the mouth. Shawn. "Stop. No." I mouthed, crawling to him, before Taylor managed to hit me again, this time right on my forehead. I was still crawling, when I saw the world go black.
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