Chapter 5
Amends
As he lies on top of me, not removing himself he smiles down at me. I scream slapping him and then push him off me.
I dust the sand off my shoulders and back up whispering below my breath towards Keith, "Now I'm truly filthy."
He gives me a nasty look and responds to my comment, "Excuse you, what did you say?"
I roll my eyes and turn my back to him, to hopefully avoid anything he says to me.
Hermione, Harry, Ron, and Lewis get up from the ground then walk over to us, forming a circle. They stare at us rather oddly.
Lewis steps out and looks at Keith saying, "Um who are you and what are you doing here? But also how?"
I turn around and mouth to Lewis "Keith!"
Lewis looks stunned and looks at Keith grotesquely, "Ohhhhh yourrrr Keith. I'm real 'honored' to meet you."
Keith grumbles then answers Lewis sarcastically, "Yes, I feel real appreciated."
Harry and Hermione then step in asking random questions, "How do you get here? Why are you here? How the hell did this all happen?"
Keith looks them up and down then responds not looking them in the eyes, "I don't know. I grabbed onto her shoulder holding on then she jumped and ta da I'm here!"
Hermione and Harry turn their glare on me. Hermione then speaks, "Great! Now we have someone we didn't expect and don't need certainly! What are we suppose to do?"
Ron talks from somewhere off in a distance, "We have to send him back and erase his memory."
Keith looks over in Ron's direction angry but then Harry buts in, "We can't send him back. Remember we were told to limit the windows we open and not open one twice in a row. We were not told why but we have to do what they say. He'll have to stay with us, unfortunately."
I grab my head and scream loudly shaking it back in forth. I then run to the water, dipping my head in the warm lush water, letting it take over my senses. As it starts to consume my head, I feel a tap upon my shoulder and remove my head from the water looking up.
I only look up to see Keith, so I turn back around but he grabs my shoulder stopping me.
He starts to speak to me angrily, "Are you going to ignore me this whole time? We might as well get along, were stuck together."
I think for a second of something to say then spit out at him, "Who says I just can't avoid you as much as possible?"
I get up from the sand and stomp away as he yells at me, "Come on Sarah! Stop being so god damn immature!"
I ignore him and walk over to Hermione who is lying under the tree.
She sits up from tanning herself and looks at me sort of strangely. She then tells me something I did not feel like hearing, "Why don't you give the guy a chance? He can't be that bad."
I groan and complain to her, "You have no clue what he's like and what he did to me. He doesn't deserve my respect."
Hermione rolls her eyes and assures me, "And let me guess? This happened many years ago and you still haven't gotten over it. Things change Sarah, learn to forgive and forget the boy."
I scowl surprised at her choice of words then just get up walking away to somewhere I can be by myself. I find a clearing of sand hidden in some trees and large pink purple like flowers line the insides of it. Tiny bugs hover over them tasting the sweet nectar. I take a sit, lying back into the sand and flowers, resting my body.
"Ahhhhhh" I let out from my throat and the worries seem to float away as I take in the landscape.
Meanwhile back at the camp. Harry, Hermione, Ron, Lewis, and Keith prepare a fire on the beach to give them warmth since they see the moon starting to come up along with the cloak of darkness.
Keith sits down on top of a log placing his head in his hands. Harry notices his disenchantment. He walks over and takes a sit near him.
Harry leans in a little closer whispering into Keith's ear, "So why does the girl despise you so much?"
Keith kind of shrugs his shoulder and says, "Ah, it's a long story. I'm just amazed she hasn't forgotten. Yeah, she has a reason to hate me. I broke her heart completely and did some nasty things but I just want to make a new."
Harry lies back and stares up into the starry night then responds, "Well maybe if you tell her that and not yell or accuse, she'll talk to you. Hell, maybe she'll even forgive you."
"Maybe your right", he stops for a moment to ponder, "but I don't see why she has to be so damn argumentative."
Harry pushes up out of the sand, brushing himself off, "Well if she truly didn't care she wouldn't fight back. You must have meant a lot to the girl back then. Just go find her, will need to anyways since it is starting to get dark."
Keith nods and Harry puts his attention back on Hermione. Keith looks around trying to remember which way Sarah went and remembers seeing her taking a left. Keith walks between the shoreline and tree line staring beyond the tress and down the length of the beach for Sarah.
I still sit within the brush hugging myself to my knees, singing old well- known songs in my head:
And where are you now?
Now that I need you
Tears on my pillow
Cry me a river
That leads to your ocean
You'll never see me fall apart
In the words of a broken heart
It's just emotions taking me over
Caught up in sorrow
Lost in the song
But if you don't come back
Don't come home to me darling
Nobody left in this world to hold me tight.......
Guess mine is not the first heart broken
My eyes are not the first to cry
Not the first to know there's just no getting over you
I know I'm just a fool who's willing
To sit around and wait for you
But baby can't you see
There's nothing less for me to do
Hopelessly devoted to you
But now there's no where to hide
Since you pushed my love aside
I'm out of my head
Hopelessly devoted to you
My head is saying fool forget him
My heart is saying don't let go....
I hear a voice approaching, throwing me out of my thoughts. I see Keith and turn away, since I know I cannot run cause he'll only chase right after me. I continue to pick at the tiny flowers when he gets closer and pretend his existence is not noticeable. I'd much rather be kind and tell him everything that isn't so harsh but I'm still angry for all he caused.
He sits a small distance away from me and tries to look at me, leaning back in an angle edging towards my face.
He finally beings to speak, "Look Sarah. Lets just talk this out like adults."
"Humph. You? Being an adult," I interrupt him full sentence.
"Errrrrr. I'm going to ignore that comment and finish what I want to say," He takes a light hold of my hand quickly and grips it looking into the cores of my eyes. I try to pull away.
"No Sarah. Do not pull away. Just let say this, then you can do whatever you want." You can hear the begging nature within his voice.
"Fine" I whisper looking down at the flower in my hand.
He takes a deep breath as if this takes much courage, "Ok, I'm sorry. Sorry for how much of an immature asshole I was back then. And you have the right to be mad at me. I never said sorry or made amends I was just a big jerk. I was just angry, ok? I was just hitting adolescence and didn't know how to handle my feelings. I loved you Sarah, I really did. You did not deserve what I did, no one did. I just wish I could turn back time and give you the proper respect but since I can't, can we at least be friends. Make up for everything that went wrong. Please?"
He looks at me, afraid I might bite but the only thing biting is the tears biting to get out of my eyes. Those words, I did not expect to hear from him and I want to hug him telling him the same.
I grin and respond whole heart filled,"Yeah. I'd really like that."
He smiles from ear to ear and places his hand on my knee saying, "Thank god. I was afraid you were going to bite my head of. We better get back to the camp."
I stand up and walk ahead of him; he jogs catching up walking beside me, "So tell me everything that has happened in your life."
"A lot" I say sighing within. I look into his eyes, seeing the sparkle again but I hold off from saying more remembering all he did before and still feeling aware. Even though I may seem forgiving, inside I still feel regret and I do not know how he'll ever make up for it.
Amends
As he lies on top of me, not removing himself he smiles down at me. I scream slapping him and then push him off me.
I dust the sand off my shoulders and back up whispering below my breath towards Keith, "Now I'm truly filthy."
He gives me a nasty look and responds to my comment, "Excuse you, what did you say?"
I roll my eyes and turn my back to him, to hopefully avoid anything he says to me.
Hermione, Harry, Ron, and Lewis get up from the ground then walk over to us, forming a circle. They stare at us rather oddly.
Lewis steps out and looks at Keith saying, "Um who are you and what are you doing here? But also how?"
I turn around and mouth to Lewis "Keith!"
Lewis looks stunned and looks at Keith grotesquely, "Ohhhhh yourrrr Keith. I'm real 'honored' to meet you."
Keith grumbles then answers Lewis sarcastically, "Yes, I feel real appreciated."
Harry and Hermione then step in asking random questions, "How do you get here? Why are you here? How the hell did this all happen?"
Keith looks them up and down then responds not looking them in the eyes, "I don't know. I grabbed onto her shoulder holding on then she jumped and ta da I'm here!"
Hermione and Harry turn their glare on me. Hermione then speaks, "Great! Now we have someone we didn't expect and don't need certainly! What are we suppose to do?"
Ron talks from somewhere off in a distance, "We have to send him back and erase his memory."
Keith looks over in Ron's direction angry but then Harry buts in, "We can't send him back. Remember we were told to limit the windows we open and not open one twice in a row. We were not told why but we have to do what they say. He'll have to stay with us, unfortunately."
I grab my head and scream loudly shaking it back in forth. I then run to the water, dipping my head in the warm lush water, letting it take over my senses. As it starts to consume my head, I feel a tap upon my shoulder and remove my head from the water looking up.
I only look up to see Keith, so I turn back around but he grabs my shoulder stopping me.
He starts to speak to me angrily, "Are you going to ignore me this whole time? We might as well get along, were stuck together."
I think for a second of something to say then spit out at him, "Who says I just can't avoid you as much as possible?"
I get up from the sand and stomp away as he yells at me, "Come on Sarah! Stop being so god damn immature!"
I ignore him and walk over to Hermione who is lying under the tree.
She sits up from tanning herself and looks at me sort of strangely. She then tells me something I did not feel like hearing, "Why don't you give the guy a chance? He can't be that bad."
I groan and complain to her, "You have no clue what he's like and what he did to me. He doesn't deserve my respect."
Hermione rolls her eyes and assures me, "And let me guess? This happened many years ago and you still haven't gotten over it. Things change Sarah, learn to forgive and forget the boy."
I scowl surprised at her choice of words then just get up walking away to somewhere I can be by myself. I find a clearing of sand hidden in some trees and large pink purple like flowers line the insides of it. Tiny bugs hover over them tasting the sweet nectar. I take a sit, lying back into the sand and flowers, resting my body.
"Ahhhhhh" I let out from my throat and the worries seem to float away as I take in the landscape.
Meanwhile back at the camp. Harry, Hermione, Ron, Lewis, and Keith prepare a fire on the beach to give them warmth since they see the moon starting to come up along with the cloak of darkness.
Keith sits down on top of a log placing his head in his hands. Harry notices his disenchantment. He walks over and takes a sit near him.
Harry leans in a little closer whispering into Keith's ear, "So why does the girl despise you so much?"
Keith kind of shrugs his shoulder and says, "Ah, it's a long story. I'm just amazed she hasn't forgotten. Yeah, she has a reason to hate me. I broke her heart completely and did some nasty things but I just want to make a new."
Harry lies back and stares up into the starry night then responds, "Well maybe if you tell her that and not yell or accuse, she'll talk to you. Hell, maybe she'll even forgive you."
"Maybe your right", he stops for a moment to ponder, "but I don't see why she has to be so damn argumentative."
Harry pushes up out of the sand, brushing himself off, "Well if she truly didn't care she wouldn't fight back. You must have meant a lot to the girl back then. Just go find her, will need to anyways since it is starting to get dark."
Keith nods and Harry puts his attention back on Hermione. Keith looks around trying to remember which way Sarah went and remembers seeing her taking a left. Keith walks between the shoreline and tree line staring beyond the tress and down the length of the beach for Sarah.
I still sit within the brush hugging myself to my knees, singing old well- known songs in my head:
And where are you now?
Now that I need you
Tears on my pillow
Cry me a river
That leads to your ocean
You'll never see me fall apart
In the words of a broken heart
It's just emotions taking me over
Caught up in sorrow
Lost in the song
But if you don't come back
Don't come home to me darling
Nobody left in this world to hold me tight.......
Guess mine is not the first heart broken
My eyes are not the first to cry
Not the first to know there's just no getting over you
I know I'm just a fool who's willing
To sit around and wait for you
But baby can't you see
There's nothing less for me to do
Hopelessly devoted to you
But now there's no where to hide
Since you pushed my love aside
I'm out of my head
Hopelessly devoted to you
My head is saying fool forget him
My heart is saying don't let go....
I hear a voice approaching, throwing me out of my thoughts. I see Keith and turn away, since I know I cannot run cause he'll only chase right after me. I continue to pick at the tiny flowers when he gets closer and pretend his existence is not noticeable. I'd much rather be kind and tell him everything that isn't so harsh but I'm still angry for all he caused.
He sits a small distance away from me and tries to look at me, leaning back in an angle edging towards my face.
He finally beings to speak, "Look Sarah. Lets just talk this out like adults."
"Humph. You? Being an adult," I interrupt him full sentence.
"Errrrrr. I'm going to ignore that comment and finish what I want to say," He takes a light hold of my hand quickly and grips it looking into the cores of my eyes. I try to pull away.
"No Sarah. Do not pull away. Just let say this, then you can do whatever you want." You can hear the begging nature within his voice.
"Fine" I whisper looking down at the flower in my hand.
He takes a deep breath as if this takes much courage, "Ok, I'm sorry. Sorry for how much of an immature asshole I was back then. And you have the right to be mad at me. I never said sorry or made amends I was just a big jerk. I was just angry, ok? I was just hitting adolescence and didn't know how to handle my feelings. I loved you Sarah, I really did. You did not deserve what I did, no one did. I just wish I could turn back time and give you the proper respect but since I can't, can we at least be friends. Make up for everything that went wrong. Please?"
He looks at me, afraid I might bite but the only thing biting is the tears biting to get out of my eyes. Those words, I did not expect to hear from him and I want to hug him telling him the same.
I grin and respond whole heart filled,"Yeah. I'd really like that."
He smiles from ear to ear and places his hand on my knee saying, "Thank god. I was afraid you were going to bite my head of. We better get back to the camp."
I stand up and walk ahead of him; he jogs catching up walking beside me, "So tell me everything that has happened in your life."
"A lot" I say sighing within. I look into his eyes, seeing the sparkle again but I hold off from saying more remembering all he did before and still feeling aware. Even though I may seem forgiving, inside I still feel regret and I do not know how he'll ever make up for it.
