The beach

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"Mom, can I please go, there is a party at my friends house" I lied, I don't really have friends but I've noticed my mom boyfriend, frank is getting drank again, never ending up well.

But when he gets like this I like to just spending time on the beach, the beach makes me feel safe, feeling that nobody or anything ever gave me but the beach, if it was up to me, I'd stay like this forever.

"you can't ran away from your problems Olivia."

"Mom, please" I begged. Hoping she'll understand, but she never does.

"You have school tomorrow, you can't"

I've nodded while I was walking to my room, I saw Frank had passed out on the coach, So I decided I'll just snick out, no one would notice and I'll be safe and happy.

"going somewhere?" I heard a male voice, I turned back and saw Frank standing right behind me while half of legs is out of the window

I quickly got in "I-I just-"

"JUST WHAT?" He said before he slapped me

I started shaking, "I am sorry" I said.

"Stop shaking like a little child, it's phatetic" he said and I stayed quite, not wanting to make things worse.

He got back to his coach, I knew if I was going to stay for another few minutes it's going to be worse.
I got out of my window and walked to the beach, the walking to the bitch was peaceful, quite, it was pretty late so there was no people, just me, my headphones and the beautiful sea

I just sat there, crying, listening to music.
Listening to music was my escape, escape from reality and my shitty home.

I didn't checked the weather and there was a hurricane, still better then home tho, so I stayed.

After a few minutes I saw two boys, I've seen them around sometimes because we goes to the same school and we all were from the cut side of the island.

I saw them noticed me and going to my way. I didn't knew what to do, and I saw they were walking towards me

"what are you doing here? It's 1 am and there's a hurricane." His friend asked

"I can ask you the same question" I said

"surfing" he answered

"There's a hurricane" I said confused

"John b, jj are you coming?" I heard someone shouting from a car

"Jj we gotta go" the brunette one said

"You want us to give you a ride to your house? It's getting colder" he asked me

"No I am fine, thank you"

"Come on you can't stay here"

I shrugged as an answer

"You wanna maybe come with us? You can stay at mine until you'd want to come back home" the brunette one offered

"It's really nice of you to offer but I really don't want to bother you, I am fine here and I'll be back home soon" I answered

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