[disclaimed]
do you want to go to the s e a s i d e?
(do you want to go to the seaside?
i'm not trying to say that everybody wants to go,
i fell in love at the seaside.)
massie block had never felt so l o s t.
taking yet another hesitant step towards the glittering water that was oh so blueblueblue, she felt her feet sinking even deeper into the soft smooth and silky sand.
the a g o n i z i n g sounds resonated throughout her mind over and over again, piercing her already fragile emotions like a soundtrack set on repeat.
the sound of a hard slap. the awkward silence that rang throughout the room. a scream of pain and the sound of bone being crushed. an angry yell of protest. a high pitched shriek of fear. the weird crackling of a growing flame as it caught on to everything and everyone. the chaos that ensued as people pushed past each other in an attempt to escape. the wails of the police cars and ambulances. the inevitable diagnosis of the doctor.
(over and over, again and a g a i n.)
tears sprung to amber orbs; she felt so d a m n guilty. though there was nothing she could've done, there were still so many what if's and if only's.
the guilt coursed through her veins and made her feel ever so weak. she collapsed into a fetus position on the fine sand as she pulled at her hair in desperation for an answer, one that she would n e v e r get.
why, why, why? why did it have to be him? they had had such a bright future with so many endless possibilities but it had to end.
(perfection would a l w a y s be imperfect.)
suddenly the i r o n y of where she was hit her, and she let out a humorless laugh at where her subconscious had led her to.
she tilted her head upwards toward the darkening sky;
do you want to go to the seaside, todd? it's where we first fell in love.
(and somehow, she knew he had heard her.)
a/n: no idea what this is about, but you can make it whatever you want to be. lyrics and title from 'seaside' by the kooks. review?