"What's so bad about me? Why do you hate me so much!"
I yell at him through my tears and his body stiffens. He slowly turns around and walks towards me. The pain in his eyes run as deep as mine and for some reason I pity him.
"You have no right to b...
When I finish my cereal it's only 7am so I decide to take a walk on the beach.
It's empty for the most part, there's a couple sitting along the shore line.
I walk down to the water and let the waves crash on my toes as I stare out at the sunrise.
It's so peaceful. I could listen to the waves crashing until the day I die. It calms me.
As I walk further away from the couple and the beach house I start to feel uneasy. Like someone's watching me.
But me being the person I am I'm probably just paranoid. That message earlier doesn't do much help with my paranoia.
But still this unnerving feeling claws in my chest. I look behind me and I thought I seen someone dart between some stairs that lead to the beach but like I said, I'm paranoid.
I shake my head and go to grab my phone but stop when I remember I left it on the kitchen table.
I decide it's best to just head back to the beach house so I hurriedly start walking back to the house as close to the water as I can.
When I pass the stairs I see a man sitting there staring at me. I can't make out his features under his hood which only causes more suspicion to rise.
Why the fuck is he wearing a hoodie at the beach. Maybe that's what he wore to bed and he just came out to smoke a cigarette or something.
Once I get past the stairs I see him get up and start walking in the same direction as me. Now my heart is pounding and all I want so bad is for someone to be standing here with me.
I can see our beach house in the distance and I want to start running but I can't. My feet are stuck in slow motion.
I see the man catching up to me and I try not to look so nervous. He's just a normal guy Baylor. Calm down. Your fine.
"Good morning." His voice sends chills down my spine and when I look over he's standing right beside me.
He lowers his hood and I see his untamed wavy blonde hair. His dark eyebrows make his striking blue eyes stand out even more than what they already do. His teeth are straight for the most part and shine brighter than I expected. If he wasn't so damn creepy he would be attractive, I would guess he's in his early thirties.
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"Uh good morning." I force a smile.
"What's your name?" He asks with a low rumble of his voice.
"Uh it's Baylor." I gulp down the paranoia and look towards the beach house. I'm almost there.
"Wow. You look different than the photos I looked at of you." I freeze in my tracks and look up into his icy blue eyes. Fear builds inside me and I want to run but I can't move. He takes a step towards me and I take a step back into the water. No I should probably get away from the water, what if he tries to kill me or something. The sun hasn't came all the way up yet so if he wanted to he could do it and nobody would be able to see him.
