“I truly loved you, but now I'm walking away”
― Jonny Lang
A week passed and my throat was throbbing from being sad over Kai texting his breakup. I needed something to lift my spirits. The family I was staying with encouraged me to go to get an Uber ride to Palm Beach where they said it was impossible to be sad. I didn’t think it would work but Jennifer from Uber was already on her way to get me while my host mother pushed me towards the door.
I was convinced I would be the saddest person on the beach.
A black Mercedes pulled up to the front of the house and a sun-bleached blonde Australian girl named Jennifer was behind the wheel. It was a beautiful warm January day, the middle of summer in Austrialia, cold and chilly back in my hometown in the Midwest.
“Did you request a ride?” the girl asked.
“Yeah, I’m Alex,” I replied. “Can you take me to Palm Beach?”
The girl grinned at me and said, “Yeah, hop in.”
I did. It was a short ride to the beach but just enough time for Jennifer to detail all the happenings of celebrities in the area. “I bet I know why you’re going to Palm Beach,” she said. “It’s sad really, I can’t believe he broke up with his band.”
I frowned. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I replied.
“Seriously?” she asked.
I thought for a minute. “Is there something you know that I don’t?” As I said it I realized there was a lot she knew that I didn’t. It was a ridiculous question.
“Well, if you don’t know, I won’t tell you. I’m sure he wants to be alone anyways.”
I was lost. I had no idea what she was talking about.
A minute later she stopped next to a beautiful beach and let me out. “Thanks,” I said. I tried to tip her but she waved the money off.
“Can’t accept tips, sorry,” she said.
I walked towards the beach. There were all kinds of people there. Someone caught my eye though. He seemed familiar. He was walking right at me. I tried to deviate away from him so he could pass me but he kept changing course to purposely collide or something.
“You!” the guy shouted.
“You! You’re Alexandria. The girl from the coffee shop.”
Just then I realized it was the guy who was flirting with me. He was definitely cute but I didn’t think he was my type. “Oh, yeah… that’s me.”
He positioned himself in front of me and his hand shot out and grabbed my hair. He pushed my hair away from my eyes and said, “Have you been crying?”
My eyes welled. Kai. I didn’t want him to see the shame in my eyes, as if looking away would have helped.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
“I’m fine.” I tried to brush past him.
“No,” he said. “I’ve been searching for you all week. I’m not letting you get away without talking to me.”
“This was the worst idea” I said to myself about coming to the beach. I walked away from him as quickly as my feet would carry me.