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LEXI P.O.V
I was walking towards my car when a black SUV stopped in front of me. The tinted window rolled down and Mr. Morrison looked at me with curious eyes.
“Meet me by the beach at exactly 5 minutes” He said and then sped off.
I did as told and arrived at the beach 30 seconds earlier. Gabriel was already there. He looked at me when he heard me and my heart swelled with happiness one more time. I calmly walked up to him and he smiled.
”Gabe?” I whispered and he nodded and wrapped me in a bear hug. A brotherly embrace. We spend the next hour on talking when it was almost 15 minutes to 6. I said I had a curfew had to run.
I stopped to buy beer and then zoomed to my house and thank god I had one minute left and in that minute, I had changed my clothes and was ready to head out of the house again.
But my way was blocked by my step-father.
“Father, can I go to the party at the beach” I said. Pleading him to let me go but he was already so wasted.
“Yep” he said popping the p. I ran upstairs and slipped on a faded pair of jeans and a grey tank-top and my blue leather jacket. I needed to be dressed for a party otherwise; it would seem like a lie. There wasn’t really a party at the beach but I really needed the fresh air.
I took off my sandals and dug my feet in the soft sand. I dropped down to sit at the edge tide end. Every tide that brushed against my leg reminded me of freedom, something I would never have. Something hit my leg; I looked down to see a pearl in an oyster shell. The pearl was natural and beautiful admired its beauty in my palm. My peace and calmness slipped away from me as I heard footsteps approaching. I craned my neck to see who it was and to my complete annoyance it was Rafe and Bree and to my surprise they were fighting.
“You perverted freak, you used me!!!” Shouted Bree, I could see tear stains down her face. Well I guess Rafe decided to dump her.
“Big deal bimbo, get over it “Rafe said back to her. Bimbo, wow that must’ve hurt. I heard a slap echo through the water and as if on cue the tide again washed over my toes. The last thing I heard was running footsteps and then complete silence. The cold breeze washed over me again and I shivered. The feeling of peace returned but only to be disturbed again. “Well, well if it isn’t clumsy “
Mama Mia. I groaned in annoyance and decided not to pay attention but knowing Rafe, he would annoy me even if I was dead.
He dropped down on the sand beside me. I could feel the heat radiating off him and entering my cold body and that’s when a really obvious thought hit me. I wasn’t wearing my glasses. Shit. And I was not in normal outfit of a pair of jeans and a hoodie. Double shit. I let my hair fall onto my face and it hid my eyes. Oh why can’t I just die right now?
Unable to keep his trap shut and ruining the peaceful silence, Rafe spoke. “What are you doing here?”
“It’s a beach Rafe and the last time I remember, I think it is still a free country” I retorted. My anger rising like the temperature of my body. Another minute of silence stretched when finally he decided that I was no fun and started to get up. He stared at me for a minute. I was not looking at him but I could feel his eyes looking me over. I got pretty annoyed and glared at him. Big mistake, and in process, I managed to show him my face. He froze and stared at me. I frowned at him.
“What?” I spat out.
“Just looking at how ugly you are” He smirked. I could think a lot of ways to wipe it off so I chose one and that was to walk away. I brushed the sand off my butt and started to walk down the tide line. Another gentle breeze hit then I felt myself falling back into the water, getting my hair and shirt wet. My pants stayed dry so I guess he just had to push me in more to get them soaked.
The salty water blurred my vision and I glared at Rafe who was smiling at me.
“Amused? “I ask sweetly. He smirked and extended his hand to help me up. Wait, something was so wrong about this but I him up in the offer when I wicked thought occurred to me and I tugged him hard. He fell face down smack into the frigid water. I laughed out loud when I saw him emerge back through.
“You’re going to pay for that” He growled before his hand wrapped around my waist like a band of steel and pulled me back into the waves. I gulped in a large amount of sea water. I thought that I was going to drown when Rafe pulled me back up. He stared right into my eyes. His dark and misty compared to my bright and hollow ones. His hand was still around my waist. I blushed and he smirked again. Oh that’s it. I lunged on to him and plunged him under the waves and then as fast as lightning, I ran out from the water, smiling at the look of surprise he gave me when I pushed him under.
“You watch out Merrise!” He called out from behind. I turned to him and poked my tongue out and then ran home in soaked wet clothes. The only thing I prayed for was that my father was long gone and that I would be safe. But who had that sort of luck?
RAFE P.O.V
My breath had caught in my throat when I stared right into her eyes. First time, I noticed its brightness but lifeless orbs of grey. She looked much more beautiful without her glasses which made me wonder, why she needed them anyway. And what is wrong with me saying she looks beautiful. Ugh, I hate her, don’t know why but I do and she hates me back which I have no problem with.
Breaking up with the bimbo felt well, as if it had just released the choke hold around my neck. I still don’t understand why girls cry every time I break up with them. I mean come on, get over it. The waves washed over my feet again making them frigid cold but I didn’t mind, I loved the feeling it left behind. The numbness.
Wishing that I could forever stay here, away from the pressure of my father, free from the responsibility of being the son of the one of the richest people in Maine, away from the look of disappointment on my father’s face every time he saw me. But that made me wonder on why the hell was he disappointed? Because my grades were the best out of the boys in school. I was practically one of the smartest people in school, the only thing bring it down was freaking history. I only got low grade in history because I wanted to see the look one my dad’s face. And I still refuse to study and get back to an A. Silently; I went to my black Mustang and back into the life that was real, not a fantasy.
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