I woke up to someone picking me up.
I jerk awake and look around, seeing that we're at Bowman and Braxton is carrying me inside the cabin.
He chuckles at me when I tell him, "I can walk you know."
"Yeah I know, but I like having you in my arms." He whispers the last part in my ear, causing shivers to wrack my spine.
I smack his chest when he puts me down to open the door.
I give him the keys and we walk inside.
Kalie gasps from behind us, but its not from the beauty of the cabin, no.
The house is trashed.
Someone has been living here.
I walk farther in, but Braxton grabs me back and signals for me to be quiet, telling me silently what I'd rather not face.
Someone could be in the house.
He walks into the kitchen with me following closely behind him and the rest of our friends wait outside.
The kitchen is an even biggger mess. The fridge has no food in it, dishes are stacked in the sink, the floor is covered in trash.
My breathing is getting heavier by the minute.
Braxton senses this and grabs my hand as we make our way to the bedrooms.
I see one door ajar, the one a couple of my old friends used to stay in, and I hear humming coming through it.
I share a look with Braxton and we tiptoe towards the door.
When we're about an inch away I hear a gasp from behind us, and I whip around just in time to hear Braxton scream something at me, but I'm not paying attention.
I'm lost in the eyes of the person who grew up in this house with me, and knows everything there is to know about me, the only person I've ever truly felt understood me.
"Rory!?"
"Dacey! Van's here!" He screams and that's the last thing I hear before he engulfs me in his arms.
Sorry for the short chapter, it's just a filler right now.
Who's Rory?
Who's Dacey?
Ex boyfriend?
Best friend?
Comment your thoughts!
Your songs remind me of swimming
Which I forgot when I started to sink
Dragged further away from the shore
And deeper into the drink
Sat on the bottom of the ocean,
A stern and stubborn rock
Cause your songs remind me of swimming,
But somehow I forgot
I was sinking, but now I'm sunk
And I was drinking, and now I'm drunk
Your songs remind me of swimming
But somehow I forgot
I tried to remember the chorus
I can't remember the verse
Cause that song that sent me swimming
Is now the life jacket that burst
Rotting like a wreck on the ocean floor
Sinking like a siren that can't swim anymore
Your songs remind me of swimming
But I can't swim any more
Pull me out the water, cold and blue
I open my eyes, see that it's you
So I dive straight back in the ocean
So I dive straight back in the ocean
Take a deep breath, suck the water in my chest
Take a deep breath, suck the water in my chest
And cross my fingers, and hope for the best
Then all of a sudden, I heard a note
It started in my chest and ended in my throat
Then I realized, then I realized, then I realized
I was swimming,
Yes, I was swimming
And now I'm swimming
Yes, I am swimming
Your songs remind me of swimming
Which I forgot when I started to sink
Your songs remind me of swimming
Which I forgot when I started to sink
Oh, your songs remind me of swimming
Which I forgot when I started . . .
Your songs remind me of swimming
Which I forgot when i started . . .
to sink.
I was obsessed with this song for months.
just thought I'd share it.
Florence And The Machine - Swimming
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Teen Fiction**ITS AN OKAY BOOK BUT ITS NOT PROFESSIONAL OR VERY WELL WRITTEN OR THOUGHT OUT, IT IS INDEED VERY CLICHÈ AND I WOULD PREFER IT IF YOU READ A DIFFERENT ONE OF MY BOOKS TO GET A FEEL FOR MY ACTUAL WRITING AS IT HAS IMPROVED GREATLY SINCE THIS BOOK ST...