I roll over in my bed. I look at the clock. 5:30 Am. I could never get enough sleep on this day. Groaning I look up at the ceiling and close my eyes suppressing the memory. I stay in bed for another five minutes before getting up, giving up on getting anymore sleep. I take a quick shower before heading for the front door. Mom and Danielle were still asleep, I don't blame them it wasn't even six yet. I step outside into the cool February air and take a deep breath. Turning I head towards the garage clicking the open button I had on my key ring, the door slides open and I head for the car. For the first time in a while I ignore my white $387'000 Lamborghini and head towards an old rusting beaten up beetle. Mom never had the heart to get rid of her, old Betsy, I laugh a little remembering the name. I get inside the car and pull up my hoodie, I didn't want people recognizing me today. I start the car and slowly pull out of the garage, out the drive way and off towards the beach. I open the glove compartment and pull out a cassette. I haven't seen or used one in a long time but the car didn't have any of the latest things so I slide in the cassette and turn the volume up. I pull out onto the highway and start driving. The place was an hour's drive away but totally worth it. I winded down the windows, put my foot down on the throttle and feel the car vibrate as I head off towards my destination.
I arrive at lost heaven beach, an hour later. My watch showed it was almost 7 now. Mom and Danielle would probably be waking up now. I check my phone to make sure it is one silent, I don't want to be disturbed but the last couple of years people have learnt not to call me today and that the will barely see me. I pull up in the car park and hope out. Still making sure my hoodie covers my head, I grab a pair of sunglass and head towards the isolated shop. I open the door and find an elderly lady inside most likely in her late sixties. She flashes me a smile. I wave at her before preceding to the fridge and grabbing me an ice tea. I walk back to the counter and place the drink on.
"$1.59, it was a wonderful day outside, tell me dearly why you are wearing such a large jersey?" she asks sweetly.
"Don't want people to recognize me, I'm just here for reminiscing and shit like that, nothing special," I reply back handing her a $5 note. She forces a smile and hands me back my change, obviously insulted by the fact I swore but I didn't really care. I grab the change and the ice tea before heading outside. I walk through the door and take in the surroundings, the place was mostly empty. I trek across the beach heading to a more secluded area. I eventually reach it, it is a small rocky pool. The large boulders surrounded the pool and cut it off from the rest of the beach. I squeeze in between the gaps and sit down. The water just inches away from me. I open my ice tea and take a sip of it. I came here every year. It helps to clear my mind. But today was different, I shut my eyes and remember….
"Tag you're it," she screams running away from me at break necking speeds. I turn on my heels and chase after her. She ducks and weaves between people avoiding my outstretched arm, when suddenly she trips over something and flies through the air and lands hard on her stomach. I stop chasing her concerned about what just happened. I reach out my hand to see if she is okay, she hadn't moved the whole time when suddenly she spins around grabs my arm and pulls me down next to her. I lie down next to her in shock while she just sits there laughing her ass off. I eventually let out a chuckle after about a minute before breaking out into my own laughter.
"You know tomorrow is Valentine's Day, and I have never had a real valentines yet," she says looking up into the sky.
"I will be your valentine," I reply.
"Promise."
"I promise, Sam," turning on my side, and looking into her purple eyes I raise my pinky finger and hold it to her. She does the same and we make a pinky promise.
I shake my head at that memory, I hadn't thought about it in a long time, something that happened almost 12 years ago. I brush off the memory and look at my watch, it showed almost lunch time, I had been here I while, I stand up stretching my stiff back and head towards the car. I get inside start the car and head off, yet again another hours drive but this time to the very outskirts of town.
I turn off the car and step outside, I left the sunglass in the car this time and I walk down the path, the sky was now cloud and looked like small drizzle will come, I walk down the path in silence for a good five minutes before turning right and heading down yet another path. I eventually reach an oak tree, I step out onto the soft grass and I kneeled in front of a tombstone, yes I was in a clemently, inscribed on the tombstone was, "JAMES DAVID FENTON, A LOVING HUSBAND AND AN AMAZING FATHER 1967-1994." I felt a tear roll down my checks. I couldn't believe it was 12 years today since the last time, I saw my dad. I hear soft footsteps behind me, I turn around slowly to see Sam standing there, wearing a brown raincoat and with an open black umbrella above her head.
"Danny."
Yeah I know, it has been a while since my last update but please forgive me, I didn't know what to write and yeah. So hope you like the chapter, yeah I know depressing a bit but couldn't help it. Did you see the Valentine's Day reference there of course you did. Seriously happy valentine's day, here is a red rose from me to you and please review, favorite or follow this story.