23 Makai - Ocean On The Beach

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Kai

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I was still getting used to being in this new environment. This smallish city of Waterton was nothing compared with Tampa. The only thing they had in common really was that they both had a beach right in town and I didn't have to go far to see the water.

I was still learning where to go for fun stuff to do, where to eat good food, and where to avoid if I didn't want to see certain people. That bitch Brittney being one of those that I didn't want to see.

For some reason, after I told her that I wasn't interested she started chasing me even more. It was like she thought I was just playing hard to get and that maybe if she tried harder I would say yes to her.

Wasn't it enough that I told her she was trash? Should that have been enough to make her understand that I really don't want her? What am I gonna have to do to make her leave me alone?

I was at the beach. I liked being near the water. Especially near ocean water. The salty air and the way the water felt on my skin, I just loved it so much.

I was used to different beaches though and didn't know who went where. There were still tourists here but not as much as back home. And being that it was the beginning of October there weren't many locals here either.

I was lost in thought right now, thinking about many different things. I had just taken a slight dip in the water. Actually I had only really dipped my head but that was enough for now.

Since I had been in the water for a minute I had taken off my shoes so I didn't get them wet. Right now I was walking with them in my hand with my shirt slung over my shoulder. I could feel the rivlets of water running down my chest and back and the joy that even that brought me.

I don't know when or why I started thinking about Ocean. OK, I know why. I was at the ocean for now so his name was on my mind. And for two, I was still worried about him. He was getting better but I hadn't been able to see if he was fully better since his accident. I saw him in class but I never got the chance to talk to him.

I watched him a lot. The interest I felt for him was way stronger than it had ever been for anyone else, ever. I couldn't stop myself from just staring at him. I knew he could probably tell that I like him. I just didn't know how that made him feel. Considering that he had a girlfriend until recently I am going to guess that he wouldn't be very receptive.

I know that from now on I will need to love him from afar. I know that he will never feel the same for me that I feel for him. That was heartbreaking.

While I was thinking about all of this I heard something that surprised me. I heard Ocean's voice.

"Why are you here?" I could tell immediately that he had been drinking. Not just drinking, he was drunk out of his mind. "Did I bring you here because I was thinking about you?"

Wait? Did I just hear what I thought I did? He was thinking about me? In what way? Was he mad at me about something and stewing or was he thinking about me like I was thinking about him?

Still, if he was drunk and thought that I was an illusion from his imagination then maybe I could talk to him for the first real conversation we've ever had. I know that it was dishonest of me but it was the only chance I really had. I was desperate here.

"Ocean? What are you doing here?" I kept my voice calm and asked a question that I thought was basic.

"What are you talking about, this is my spot. It's where I always come." That was news to me but in a good way. I found out something more about him.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know that. What are you doing? You don't look too good." I know that my voice was probably sounding too worried but I couldn't help it.

"You're just like the coach. You think that just because I had a bad day I am ruined for life."

"What? The coach is kicking you off the team?" That can't happen. I need to see him at practice when he comes back.

"No, thank god. He says I can come back on Monday but not before. Even though my doctor gave me the go ahead." I could see that it was affecting him a lot, being away from the water for so long. Maybe he really was like me after all. I guess I would have to find out later.

"That's good. So you're all better?" I needed to hear it.

"You're from inside my head so don't you already know? They did scans and I am fine. There's nothing wrong with my head."

"Oh thank god." I sighed in relief.

"Too bad the real you isn't like this." I heard him sigh and the words made no sense to me at all.

"What are you talking about? This is the real me."

"Nah, you're not really here." He laughed. "Besides, the real Makai hates me. He keeps glaring at me in class. He can't stop himself. If he didn't hate me, why else would he give me such angry looks all the time?"

Did he really think that I hated him? How in the world could he think that? I had never once done anything to make him think that. Why did he have to be so against me? This was definitely like an intense torture to me.