|Gotta get her
Author: Diskyet PM
I loved her so much that I would die for her. I would never have hurt her on purpose. But my life has been messed up so now I have to get Caitlin backRated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Drama - Chapters: 3 - Words: 4,210 - Reviews: 5 - Favs: 3 - Follows: 3 - Updated: 09-07-09 - Published: 01-20-09 - id: 4806995
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Okay so I went down to the beach like I said I was going to, since I of course could not go to school. Sadly, when I got there was the only time when I realized that all of the babes that would have been hanging down here are in school. Ya I kinda got lost in the idea that if I wasn't going to school that meant no one else would. I am not being narcassistic about myself its just that there are only two reasons that I don't go to school. 1) I got the shit beat out of me by my dad and I have to many bruises to hide from the officials or 2) the school is having a holiday, in which case I couldn't go to school even if I wanted to. So ya you can kind of see that I try to have perfect attendence, even though I know that I will fail at it I still try. So now I'm just lying down by my beach house and listening to the sound of the waves crashing against the rocky shore.
They sounded so harmonious, (I think that's the right word, sorry not a musically inclined person.) Then, there they were, like the day Caitlin and I came down here, the dolphins. To me they were once lovely, or maybe they still are, but there beauty has been tainted by the sadness that it brings on. But you know now that I think about it why should I feel this sad at all. I am still in high school and I have my whole life still ahead of me so what makes me think that she was the love of my life. Most people don't even marry their sweethearts in highschool and if they do a few years later they get a divorce. Actually, having a girlfriend or boyfriend is just another way to satisfy your sex life. Plus, the reason that teenagers even think of sex comes from the pressure from T.V, peers, and parents. Technically I am a victim of pressure, of circumstance brought on to me because I am a teen. I have officially decided that instead of looking for a new girl or trying to get Caitlin back I am going to beat the system and just remain dateless. Yep, that is exactly what I am going to do. How long it will last, only time can tell.
After a few hours---
I opened my eyes slowly and noticed that it was dark outside. Not pitch black but close to it. Then I noticed that some hot chick was kneeling next to me. Her auburn hair fell over her perfect breasts that were barely being held up by her bikini. I started to freak out thinking how did I get here, why is she here and other things like that. Then I realized what must have happened.
"Oh shit I fell asleep. What time is it?"
"Oh well it's just about eight."
"What?! Who are you and what are you doing here?!!?
"My names Lisa. I found you just lying here rolling with the high tide. I was scared that you were going to get swept away, so I moved you."
"Well thanks a lot I guess. I'm sorry I'm being rude, my names Nick."
"Well nice to meet.....Oh my goodness what happened to you?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well I didn't get that good a look at you since you were lying in the shadows. But now I can see why you were lying on the beach unconscious, you've been beaten up."
She looked kind of worried about me, which was sweet but she definately did not need to be. "No I got into a fight with someone a while back. I was just lying here to relax this morning and fell asleep. I guess I deserve it for pulling an all nighter."
"Well I'm glad you aren't hurt. I have to get back to my boyfriend now or he'll be a little worried."
"Ya okay thinks."
I watched her jog back with her long hair whipping from side to side against the small of her back. It was a beautiful sight, but it reminded me how fickle a teenagers heart can be. Maybe, with this realization, I will be able to forget Caitlin. Wiping the drool off my face, I tried to ring out my clothes to absolutely no avail and that's when I saw her. By the way have I ever mentioned that I have never had any type of luck in my life. I say this because on the beach a few yards away from where I had been sleeping was Caitlin. She hadn't seen me until I started to move. Now she was staring at me with her beautiful blue eyes. She looked shocked to see me and started to get up when I did. I could tell that she was looking for an escape route.
"Don't bother!" I call out to her, not angrily though, "I am leaving right now."
"What are you doing here Nick? You said you would stay away from me. Why do you keep doing this?"
I walk over to her so that I can speak without yelling. She starts to back away but I hold up a hand to say stop and she freezes right there in an instant. I know that having my hand raised has made her more apprehensive, but its not like I'm gonna deck her or anything. I'm just tired of having her fear me and run away, of never being able to explain to her or show her how much I have changed.
"Look kitty Kat you don't have to worry about me I have changed and will not bother you anymore. Oh and just for your information I was sleeping out here since around eight so no I was not stalking you."
"What happened to you Nick?"
I thought that she was asking rhetorically but then I noticed that the whole time she had been searching the bandages on my face. I just ran away at that point. She knows how my dad is why should she ask. As if she even cares! She doesn't give a damn about me so why should she ask. I have no clue where I am going to go when I jump in the car. Jump. Yes jump. That would be perfect. Stick it to them. Make them regret all that they have done to me. But who would care? Dad,no. Caitlin, no. Tom, probably not. So what would be the point. The end. Yes the end to my pain. No hope for me anyway. But would it solve the problem. No, definately not. Bad idea to begin with.
I knew then that the only way to really stick it to the people that get me down is to live out my life. They would be glad to see me dead and that is not what I want to do, give them a reason to be happy. So I drove back home. When I entered I heard the ice clinking in the glass but I wasn't going to run, he loves it when I run. I stand still in the door way hoping to god that he doesn't notice me. Then he turns to me.
"Hey son how's it goin?"
"It's just goin Dad."
"Were you with a girl again, you dog?"
"Ya we were partying at the beach."
"That's good. Real good."
This guy has gone off of his rocker. That was all that went through my mind is my Dad had officially lost it. And isn't that a sad thought? Here he's been beating me and drinking for years on end, he finally says something nice and all of a sudden he's certifiably insane. I really need to check on my judge of character here. I mean, I think I have just a few things backwards. Anyway it was getting late and though I had slept the day away on a beach I still felt drowzy so I went to bed. Waiting for morning and the new day.