a bit after we have arrived and everyone has gone to their own cabin, Denise can suddenly be heard shouting something from the boat.
I go out of the cabin, as does Emma at the same moment. She then looks me up and down once and then walks past me.
I take a deep breath in and out. How am I supposed to put up with her every day for two weeks?
When I get to the deck, I see that the other two have arrived.
Emma has just hugged Jobe and tells him what a great brother he has.
Jobe just rolls his eyes and I have to laugh a little at the sight.
"Hey. I'm Mark, nice to meet you," a voice suddenly says next to me.
When I turn around, he holds out his hand and I take it with a friendly smile. "I'm Leya." Just as he was about to say something else, Emma comes running towards Mark with a shrill scream and open arms.
I just roll my eyes and turn away from them. I really can't understand why everyone likes her.
She is so fake.
I look around a bit, having hardly looked at the boat yet.
After getting lost 5 times and asking the captain where I can get to the front, I'm now sitting here alone, letting the wind blow around my nose and looking down at the glittering water.
It's really beautiful here, at least the landscape and the towns I've seen so far. You can argue about the people.
Just then, someone sits down next to me. I quickly look up, only to see Jobe's face.
"You don't like her, do you?" he asks as we both look out over the water. "No. How do you know?", I ask him. I don't want everyone to think I have no reason not to like her, because I do. "I don't think it's that hard not to like her," he says. "Why is that?" I ask him back. "She's with Jude. Everyone knows he loves someone else. So does she. She's only with him because she wants followers and so she can tell her friends that she used to date a famous football player."
"I don't know. I don't want to talk bad about her. I don't even know how she is in private.If Jude is with her, I'm sure it will be for a good reason. And as long as they're happy, it's all good," I say, a little sadder than before.
For a few minutes we just sit there in silence and listen to the sound of the sea. Every now and then we hear a squeak from Emma.
"You know he only ever talked about you?", Jobe suddenly breaks the silence. I don't believe him. "No," I answer him.
"Well, now you know," he says as he slowly gets up and walks away. i think he has noticed that i would rather be alone now.
i don't know how long i actually sit there, just staring at the water, because when i come back to reality, it's already a bit dusky and Jude is coming towards me.
I must be dreaming. Why else would he come to me?
"I'm supposed to tell you from your mother that we're going to visit the town here in 20 minutes and get something to eat. If you're coming, I want you to get ready."
Without saying anything, I get up and walk past him to quickly change once.
After we have eaten, I walk back. I really don't feel like sitting at the table with them all.
Back at the boat, I put on something long, as it's a bit nippy and a bit windy. Then I lie down in front again and this time I don't look at the sea because it's already completely dark, I look up at the starry sky.
My eyelids get heavier and heavier until they finally close.
When I wake up the next morning to a rocking sound, I am no longer where I fell asleep, but in my cabin. How did I get in here, please?
I quickly go upstairs to the living room where the parents are sitting. They all wish me a good morning and say that the others are just outside.
So I go outside too and the three of them are sitting there looking at me when I come out.
"Do you always sleep this late?", Jobe asks me in a mocking tone. "Yes she does," Jude answers for me and Emma gives him a dirty look.
He didn't really mean to say that, you can see it on his face now.
"Do you know how I got into my room tonight?", I ask her. Emma shakes her head, Jude looks down and Jobe looks at Jude.
Wait. Does that mean... Oh no. He can't be serious now. Why?
Luckily, Emma doesn't understand what's going on. She gets up and says she's going to paint her nails.
When she leaves the three of us alone, I sit down on a chair opposite the two of them.
Jobe now also slides a few centimetres further away from us until he is finally completely gone.
"So, why did that have to be?" I ask him.
"I don't know what you mean," he replies.
"Come on Jude. You know exactly what I mean. Don't play dumb now." "I just wanted to catch fresh air and then I saw you lying there. I didn't want to leave you there alone, who knows what could happen," he says, looking me in the eye.
I nod understandably and look down at the floor.
"But it's really none of your business," he adds. "I should have just left you there."
Sometimes he has more mood swings than a pregnant woman.
"You don't have to be so dismissive of me. I haven't done anything to you. I thought we were friends," I say, my voice growing quieter.
"I told you how I felt about this friendship and you just fucking left. What am I supposed to think?" he asks me as he throws his arms in the air.
I don't understand what he means. He didn't want to be friends anymore, after all. Not me.
"Huh? I don't understand you. You wanted me to leave," I say.
He gets up and walks a few steps away from me. But just before he disappears around the corner, he turns around again.
"I never wanted you to leave."