Always and Forever
As Lips Move Closer
Chapter 7- As lips move closer
The world seems perfect with the sun shining on my skin, the ocean scent in the air, and the sound of waves crashing in the distance, but the world isn’t perfect, there is something missing. More like someone. I knew who I was thinking about but quickly made it disappear, knowing that the thought would never come true.
Time started passing and next thing I know, darkness was creeping up on me. The air was chilling and I got up and quickly made my way home, realizing just how long I’ve been here. When I face my door, I hesitate, knowing what’s behind it. I slowly turn the door knob, but then it’s yanked open. Right away, I’m pulled in, and thrown to the ground with a wave of pain in my right leg.
I look up and see my dad’s horrifyingly scary face leaning over me.
“Where the fuck have you been!?!” My dad spats at me.
“I, ummm, I was, AHHHHHHH” My dad steps on my right leg, crushing it even more.
“I WAS AT THE BEACH!!!!! AHHHH, please, please just get off my leg!” I scream at him. Instead of getting off of it, he kneels on it putting all his body weight on it. I scream out in pain. I think I hear a snap, but I’m not very sure.
“YOU LYING SON OF A BITCH! SOMEONE TOLD ME THEY SAW YOU AT THE CAFÉ WITH A BUNCH OF OTHER PEOPLE! MAYBE IF YOU START TELLING THE TRUTH MORE, I WOULDN’T HAVE TO DO THIS TO YOU!” Right after he said that, he punched me hard in the stomach.
He started beating me, avoiding my face and arms so people can’t notice the bruises and cuts. The pain though, the pain was just so over whelming. Tears started pouring down my face. I figured out that the more I scream, the harder he pounds on me, so after a while, I just shut up and took all the punches.
When he’s finally done, he gets up takes a look at me with a disappointed look on his face, then walks into the kitchen to get a beer. I get up and try to walk to my room, but fall instantly in pain as I step on my hurt leg. I painfully make my way up to my feet, and attempt to go to my room, when I finally do, I just plop onto my bed and drift off into light, painful slumber.
My eyes open to the bright sun. I squint and look around but see that no one is there. I get out of bed but immediately sit on my bed again because of my leg. My phone starts ringing. I quickly answer it, not wanting my dad to hear that I’m up. I didn’t have the chance to see who was calling, so it was a big surprise to me when I hear Vic’s voice on the other end.
“Hey man, you wanna hang at the beach?”
“Uhhh, sure why not. But I don’t have a ride, so I don’t know how I would get there.”
“Oh I’ll just pick you up, be there in ten.” And the line goes dead. Vic can’t come to my house, I don’t want him to meet my dad! Who knows what can happen.
I lean over my bed and peek out the window and sigh with relief when I see that my dad’s car isn’t there. I start making my way out to the living room so when Vic does come here I won’t be taking forever. Right as I sit on the couch, there’s a knock on the door. I get up, practically hopping on one leg to the door. I open it and can’t help but smile when I see Vic’s beautiful face in front of me.
“Hey man, ready to go?” I nod my head and hop to his car.
“Kellin, are you okay? What’s wrong with your leg?” I look up and see that Vic’s eyes are full of concern.
“Uhhh yea, I just tripped last night, but I’m fine, let’s go” I say, hoping he buys it. He nods his head, but I can tell he knows there’s more to the story.
When we get there, he pretty much jumps out of the car and runs to the ocean. He turns around with a smile that could light up the world. I open the door, forgetting about my leg, and attempt to run down with him, but fall to the hard cold ground with a high pitch cry.
I hear foots steps getting louder and closer by the second. Next thing I know, Vic is kneeling down next to me helping me up and back into the car.
“That’s it Kellin, I’m taking you to the hospital.” I shake my head but he ignores it and we head for the hospital.
When we get in there, it takes forever until I can go get x-rays. It turns out, my leg pretty much snapped in half. The doctor keeps asking me what I did, but I tell him I tripped, but he doesn’t buy it. He soon just gives up and walks out of the room, preparing to cast my leg.
“Kellin, how did you really break your leg?”
I look at him, and tears start falling down my cheeks. Vic picks up his hand and wipes them away. He starts to slowly lean in, almost like he’s about to kiss me. My heart stops. His lips are just so close to mine. But then he stops right in his tracks, sighing and backing away a little bit.
“So Kellin, are you gonna tell me?”
The world seems perfect with the sun shining on my skin, the ocean scent in the air, and the sound of waves crashing in the distance, but the world isn’t perfect, there is something missing. More like someone. I knew who I was thinking about but quickly made it disappear, knowing that the thought would never come true.
Time started passing and next thing I know, darkness was creeping up on me. The air was chilling and I got up and quickly made my way home, realizing just how long I’ve been here. When I face my door, I hesitate, knowing what’s behind it. I slowly turn the door knob, but then it’s yanked open. Right away, I’m pulled in, and thrown to the ground with a wave of pain in my right leg.
I look up and see my dad’s horrifyingly scary face leaning over me.
“Where the fuck have you been!?!” My dad spats at me.
“I, ummm, I was, AHHHHHHH” My dad steps on my right leg, crushing it even more.
“I WAS AT THE BEACH!!!!! AHHHH, please, please just get off my leg!” I scream at him. Instead of getting off of it, he kneels on it putting all his body weight on it. I scream out in pain. I think I hear a snap, but I’m not very sure.
“YOU LYING SON OF A BITCH! SOMEONE TOLD ME THEY SAW YOU AT THE CAFÉ WITH A BUNCH OF OTHER PEOPLE! MAYBE IF YOU START TELLING THE TRUTH MORE, I WOULDN’T HAVE TO DO THIS TO YOU!” Right after he said that, he punched me hard in the stomach.
He started beating me, avoiding my face and arms so people can’t notice the bruises and cuts. The pain though, the pain was just so over whelming. Tears started pouring down my face. I figured out that the more I scream, the harder he pounds on me, so after a while, I just shut up and took all the punches.
When he’s finally done, he gets up takes a look at me with a disappointed look on his face, then walks into the kitchen to get a beer. I get up and try to walk to my room, but fall instantly in pain as I step on my hurt leg. I painfully make my way up to my feet, and attempt to go to my room, when I finally do, I just plop onto my bed and drift off into light, painful slumber.
My eyes open to the bright sun. I squint and look around but see that no one is there. I get out of bed but immediately sit on my bed again because of my leg. My phone starts ringing. I quickly answer it, not wanting my dad to hear that I’m up. I didn’t have the chance to see who was calling, so it was a big surprise to me when I hear Vic’s voice on the other end.
“Hey man, you wanna hang at the beach?”
“Uhhh, sure why not. But I don’t have a ride, so I don’t know how I would get there.”
“Oh I’ll just pick you up, be there in ten.” And the line goes dead. Vic can’t come to my house, I don’t want him to meet my dad! Who knows what can happen.
I lean over my bed and peek out the window and sigh with relief when I see that my dad’s car isn’t there. I start making my way out to the living room so when Vic does come here I won’t be taking forever. Right as I sit on the couch, there’s a knock on the door. I get up, practically hopping on one leg to the door. I open it and can’t help but smile when I see Vic’s beautiful face in front of me.
“Hey man, ready to go?” I nod my head and hop to his car.
“Kellin, are you okay? What’s wrong with your leg?” I look up and see that Vic’s eyes are full of concern.
“Uhhh yea, I just tripped last night, but I’m fine, let’s go” I say, hoping he buys it. He nods his head, but I can tell he knows there’s more to the story.
When we get there, he pretty much jumps out of the car and runs to the ocean. He turns around with a smile that could light up the world. I open the door, forgetting about my leg, and attempt to run down with him, but fall to the hard cold ground with a high pitch cry.
I hear foots steps getting louder and closer by the second. Next thing I know, Vic is kneeling down next to me helping me up and back into the car.
“That’s it Kellin, I’m taking you to the hospital.” I shake my head but he ignores it and we head for the hospital.
When we get in there, it takes forever until I can go get x-rays. It turns out, my leg pretty much snapped in half. The doctor keeps asking me what I did, but I tell him I tripped, but he doesn’t buy it. He soon just gives up and walks out of the room, preparing to cast my leg.
“Kellin, how did you really break your leg?”
I look at him, and tears start falling down my cheeks. Vic picks up his hand and wipes them away. He starts to slowly lean in, almost like he’s about to kiss me. My heart stops. His lips are just so close to mine. But then he stops right in his tracks, sighing and backing away a little bit.
“So Kellin, are you gonna tell me?”
Update soon ples
4/19/14