she turned around. Lola was gone. “Where did she go?”
Colby simply shrugged and walked away, spotting another girl to talk to. Jessica stayed in her spot, confused as to where her best friend could have gone. Surely she wouldn’t have left the party without telling her, right?
All she could do now was look.
Lola stood by the shore, carefully making sure her toes didn’t come near the water. She had an unnatural fear of water, especially the ocean. The fact that it seemed endless and large scared her. At five years old, she and her parents had gone to the beach for a rare “family day”. She had ended up nearly drowning with the lifeguard and other families being concerned about her well being while her parents faked their own concern. Ever since then, she hadn’t let a foot into the ocean.
She stared at the moon and sighed as the breeze blew through her curls. It was a beautiful night, but she felt uneasy. Something about this night brought a chill over her bones. She couldn’t really decipher what it was, though. She couldn’t tell if it was bad or good.
Her thoughts started to drift toward the boy in her mind when she felt a presence. She looked over to see Dale stumbling toward her. He was carrying a beer bottle and staring right at her. Was this the uneasy feeling she had?
“Lulu…” He slurred his words as he sloshed his beer on the sand.
“Dale, what do you want? I kind of want to be alone.” Lola backed up a few paces.
“Why would you want to be alone?” Dale got closer to her, tossing his beer bottle on the ground.
Lola started backing away more quickly. Dale was a pain in the butt, but she didn’t think he had it in him to be like this. “Dale, what are you doing?”
“Nothing,” he murmured, licking his lips as he touched her waist. “You know, you’re kinda cute.”
“Dale, stop it.” Lola attempted to remove his hands from her waist, but he held a firm grip.
“Why? I know you like me. That’s why you’re always talking to me, isn’t it? You want me.” His lips descended on to her neck, creating a slobbery kiss.
“Ew!” Lola pushed him away with as much strength as she could muster. “Dale, quit it! I don’t like you like that.”
“It’s okay. We don’t have to like each other to have fun,” he said.
Suddenly, Dale’s lips were on her own as he held her tightly against his body. She struggled against his hold. He was too drunk and stronger than he appeared. His hold was starting to hurt as they collapsed on the sand with a grunt. Lola tried to scream as his hands wandered up her dress and she suddenly regretted wearing the damn thing.
Without warning, the weight was pulled off her. She covered her eyes as she attempted to get her breath back. She trembled as she heard a few muffled grunts and thuds. Then all was silent except for the waves in the ocean. She heard a voice and time seemed to stop.
“Are you okay?”
It was him. She recognized that voice. She uncovered her eyes to meet a pair of deep, beautiful blue irises. Instead of thanking him, her entire body and mind seemed to be consumed by another force as they stared at each other. Bright colors like fireworks danced before her eyes. Between the explosions of light, voices trickled in—she swore she heard her own voice echoing in her ears along with his. But, what did it all mean? She could barely think as her heart beat faster.
Then, she saw