Riding The Wave

I'm your typical Malibu Barbie as some people call me. I live my life travelling around, and basically surfing. However, after my mom passes away surfing becomes difficult for me, the typical summer drama comes up, and I begin to feel lost within myself. I feel like I won't be able to live through this summer, until I finally let Harry get to me...

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21. Part 21

Bethany:

I watched the blood run down my wrists. It was the first time I’ve ever done something like this but ever since my mom, all I’ve felt is sad and depressed; I didn’t want to feel that way anymore and this surprisingly helped.

“Squirt, you okay?” I heard Jake call through the door as there was a slight knock on the door.

“Shit…” I mumbled under my breath. I quickly pulled on a dark sweater and opened my door after stashing the razor under my pillow.

“Isn’t it a little hot for a sweater?” Jake asked, raising an eyebrow. I shrugged and wiped the tears away.

“I was cold.”

“Are you okay? Are you coming down with a fever?” Jake took a step closer to me and I backed up a step. Jake raised his eyebrow even further and gave me an odd look.

“I’m fine.”

“Maybe you should get some sleep; I’ll go make you some tea and soup.”

“Okay…thanks.” Jake stepped out of my room, closing the door behind him. I pulled off my shorts and fell over onto my bed, holding the pillow close to my body. I let the tears fall silently as I waited for Jake to bring up my tea and soup.

After he did, he put Sleeping With Sirens on in my room quietly as I ate. After he left my room for the last time, I pulled out my notebook that has all my doodles, thoughts, and everything else in there that is of any importance to me.

As I ate, I drew my mom surfing. It’s one of my closet talents- drawing and sketching. It’s always been my way of getting things out. I sort of closed my mind off to everything but what I was doing and thinking about. My mom was on my mind; therefore I was going to get it all out this way.

“Hey love…” I looked up and saw Mel standing in my doorway with Crystal.

“What?” I asked before looking back down at my drawing. They were the only two who knew about them and I planned on keeping it that way.

“How are you holding up?” Crystal asked.

“Just fine without you guys.”

“Beth…”

“You can leave now.”

“We don’t want to.” Mel pushed.

“I want you to. You haven’t been here for me at all throughout this so why would I want you here now?”

“Because we’re your friends.” Crystal whispered.

“You don’t act like them.”

“You’ve been pushing us away!” Mel said, her voice beginning to rise.

“Sucks, doesn’t it? Now you can get out. If I’m pushing you away, I’ll force you away.”

“Bethany, you can’t do that.” Mel said sadly.

“I just did.” They both stood there in silence for a few minutes before I shot them eye daggers, causing them to slowly turn around and walk out.

“I miss you, Bethany.” Mel said as she walked out. I rolled my eyes and looked back down at my food, tea, and drawing. I had no intention of dealing with them right now. They haven’t been here for me, so why should I let them be when they feel the need to be? What about when I need them?

 

Harry:

“You suck.” Mel said, walking into my house when I was eating with the guys.

“What…?” I asked slowly.

“We went to see Bethany and she totally kicked us out and bitched at us.” Crystal said.

“What do you want me to say? You tried; good job? I mean…you obviously didn’t try hard enough if you gave up and left.”

“You fucking suck; you didn’t deserve someone like Bethany.” Mel grumbled.

“At least I’ve been there for her, unlike you guys.”

“What about now, huh?!” Crystal fought back.

“I know she needs her time to cool down since we just fought. I’m not going to make things worse by just butting into her life and forcing her to listen to me; I’m not stupid.” This made Mel and Crystal shut up. They looked at each other, back at me, then turned to walk out of the house without saying goodbye, not that I minded. I really only cared for Bethany here, even though her friends were great and all.

“What was that about?” Zayn asked.

“Bethany’s still hurting and upset over her mom. We got in a small fight over it this afternoon.”

“Aren’t you going to fix it?” Liam asked slowly.

“Well yeah, I planned on it. Just not at this moment because she’s clearly still angry. I planned on going back to her later this evening when she wasn’t as angry.”

“When did you get so good at understanding girls?” Niall asked in shock. I shrugged and went to go bring my bowl into the kitchen.

“I just…I really like her and don’t want to lose her over her mom. If anything, I want to help her overcome all of this.”

“How are you going to do that?” Louis asked me. Again, I shrugged unsure of my answer.

“I guess I’ll figure it out…” Everyone in the room looked back and forth from each other and I just walked outside. I sat down on the sand and looked up and watched the clouds in the sky. There was something calming about them; something about them that helped me understand Bethany and why she was losing herself. 

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