3- Unwanted

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Kahiki's POV

As I left that place, I admired my old home. So much has changed. They said that it would be okay. That my family would forgive me. What bullshit that was. I was trying to repair my mistakes. Not make new ones. I couldn't believe that Keoki stood by Akalei like that. I thought he was supposed to be my best friend.

I slammed my truck door. I didn't know where I was going but I drove. Driving past everything brought back old memories. I angrily pushed them away. The little voice in the back of my head whispered to me.

"They said they don't want you." The words haunted me. How could my own family reject me? Why was it only Leila and Akalei left? What happened to our dad?

I sped up a bit. The beach past by in a blur. Maybe I should slow down a bit. I decreased my speed a tiny bit. Glancing over at the beach I saw a bunch of familiar faces. Those people used to be my friends too. Does anyone wonder where I am anymore?

I pulled into a park. The water was a fair walk away but I could use it. I needed to clear my head. This was getting to be too much for one day.

I didn't even notice that I had already reached the peaceful point where you can go surf. Surf. That used to be my passion. Now it's just a distant memory, fuzzy from age. I collapsed onto the pointy rocks. I ignored the pain soaring through my body. It numbed the overwhelming emotions.

I rubbed my hands over my face and through my hair. Where am I going to stay tonight? Millions of questions roamed through my head. I needed a drink. I got up from my spot and made my way back. I didn't really see where I was going. I felt myself run into somebody.

"God, watch it!" The angry female voice brought me to the present.

"Sorry." I mumbled.

"You better be." She spat out at me.

I continued my way back. Only a few more feet, I kept telling myself. I finally reached my truck and pulled open the door. The seats were burning hot and it was really stuffy inside. I pulled out of the park and drove to the nearest bar. Hopefully I look 21. It's only a year difference.

I screeched into the parking lot and made my way to the door without even looking at the name of the bar. 

It was a cool, dark place with spotlights everywhere. There were a few people around the bar, I didn't expect many since it's only four. I sat down on one of the stools.

"What can I get you?" A gruff voice asked.

"Beer." I put my head over my arms. I felt drained.

The bartender slid a glass of beer towards me. I downed that thing in a minute. I drank beer after beer until my vision was fuzzy and I forgot where I was. My worries were a vague memory by now. I tried to get up, I just fell back down.

I heard another glass sliding towards me, not caring what it was, I downed it. It definitely wasn't beer. I blacked out after that.


I woke up in a comfy bed. My vision was blurry from sleep. I struggled to get up but I fell back down because my head was pounding. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. Where the heck am I?!

"Take these." A gruff voice instructed. He put some Advil in my hand and a glass of water before walking out.

"There's no way that I'm letting that jerk come back!" I heard a voice scream. It sounded like she was right beside me.

"Well where else do you suggest leaving him?" The man replied.

"Somewhere that we're not!" A new voice yelled.

I swallowed the Advil and downed the glass of water. This place seems familiar. The voices are definitely familiar.

I groaned when the realization hit. I was at my old house. The place where no one wants me. There was a small part of me saying to stay and work it out with my family but the other part was saying to get the hell out of there before all hell brakes loose.

I made my way out of bed. I was a bit woozy and my head was still pounding. I didn't want to stay at this place. I got away from it once, I can do it again. I quietly made my way out of the bedroom. I saw that Leila, Akalei and what I think was my dad outside on the deck. I wandered out the door and into the darkness.

I saw that my truck was parked in the driveway. Deja-vu! I didn't want to waste any time. I jumped in and my engine roared to life. I pulled out of the driveway and drove.

Again, I didn't know where I was going. I just drove down the busy highway. I pulled into the familiar house. Before I could even knock on the door, a head popped out.

"Mack, I need a place to stay."



Okay, I guess this isn't exactly 1,000-2,000 words as I had said. I hope that this chapter had shown a little peak into Kahiki's point of view. What do you guys think of Kahiki? And of Mack? He's a bit mysterious! ;) I hope whoever is reading this likes it!!!


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