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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6. Part 6

Jake:

“Hey dad, what’s up? Is everything okay?”

“Not exactly son…”

“Dad…what happened?!” I was getting worried. My parents always go away for a month on vacation and as soon as that month is over they’re back to work but they never come home. So when they call, you know something is wrong.

“You’re mother…”

“What happened to her?!” I heard my dad take a deep breath.

“She’s…she had a heart attack last night; she died.” I dropped my phone and fell to the floor. I know my parents weren’t home much, but they mean the world to Beth and I. They did everything they could for us, and tried their best to always be here for us. I hung up the phone, unable to talk anymore as tears pricked my eyes,

“Jake?” I looked up and saw Beth and her friends standing in the doorway. “We heard something fall…we came to check on it.”

“It was me…” I whispered.

“What’s wrong? Did you get fired or something?”

“Worse…”

“What could be worse? Are we broke?”

“Even worse…” I started to cry even more and Beth looked really worried.

“What is it, Jake…”

“Mom…mom died…”

 

Bethany:

I slowly sunk to the ground as everyone around us went quiet. Mom passed away; my biggest inspiration to surf…is gone.

“Can you guys please leave…” I whispered.

“Beth…” Mel started.

“I SAID LEAVE!” I screeched as the tears started to fall faster. I sobbed onto Jake as everyone slowly made their way out of our house. Jake was holding me tightly and crying into me also. “Does that mean dad is coming home?” I whispered.

“No…he can’t. He’s working this month.”

“What about the funeral?!”

“We’re flying to New York City in a couple days for the funeral.” I nodded and kept crying, not sure what to do anymore. My inspiration…gone.   

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