LOGINBea POV
All I could think about is that I have to tell Zul all about the haunted beach.
"Well let's go to a haunted beach-" I could see her mouth opening up as I put my hand up to interrupt her.
" and before you say no just hear me out ok".
I could hear her groan before I could even start my story.
" So first, the story of this beach comes from the 1900s. When a young girl by the name of Beth stumbled upon this beach it was a secret hideaway for cults and demon worshipers but no one knew the dark history of this beach until it was too late and it claimed the lives of many. But beth had stumbled to this beach during a drunken night and she was walking dragging her feet as she sang a sad song for the woman she loved but lost that night she never came back and on full moons like tonight they say you can still hear her song and it's been pulling broken men and women to the ocean like a siren for years. But the next story is even worse a beautiful woman built a house on the cliff the overlooks the beach she loved to hold her son but one day she heard him talking to himself in the corner of the study she listened and what she heard was odd he kept repeating mother knows best mother knows best this went on for years and as the boy aged he grew more insane he began to draw things that made no sense and he wrote inconsistently his notebooks were filled with words of threats against himself and against others but after a while, he went missing and the mother grew lonely and started to hear voices it told her lies of where her son was it told her the bottom of the sea was where he would be the mother fought the voices but soon they consumed her but before she could end it all she heard one last voice it was her son he walked through the door his eyes black and dripping with blood as he held up a knife as if he was being controlled by something and he said a chilling thing before killing his mother that thing was beth is my mother now and you are the new spirit of the forbidden beach."
Azulia Pov
I sat down, staring in shock at Bea. Trying to calm myself down with each word that came out of her mouth to someone else only she could turn a campfire story into a whole movie with words. Only she, the little devil with the cute smile could turn something beautiful such as a beach and Mermaids into something sinister. I was slowly starting to regret coming on this trip as my heart fell to my stomach. I quickly became queazy as the red soup that had been placed in front of me started to resemble that of blood and guts. Disgust coated my face in a fright. The smile that Bea gave out only seemed like a challenge as I broke it down.
There was no way that she would be eating the soup if it was blood there's no way a creature that doesn't exist could do that to a person. Ghost, poltergeist, and the almighty Demon weren't real at least not in this time and world. I had slowly started to calm myself down as I continued on. Also, what is a mentally ill man and his mother doing living on the hill that doesn't mean anything? I mean who is mentally stable right now with the world going on the way it is. Plus, why does that make him crazy or BROKEN he could just be stressed or depressed?
I mean I work hard and have notebooks filled with words and( sum) thoughts that are a little too private to share. Maybe he was a sadist or it was just a way of relief. I mean it kinda likes the hit your boss song I mean is the creator of that game a mentally ill person. NO, he's a rich man. And BEth, Smeath I Mean who would be afraid of a person named Beth. The only thing, a woman named Beth would do is kill you with kindness. I chuckled a little before sighing and watching as Bea ate her soup and even ordered seconds. It was then that I finally took a bite, feeling confident as I smiled back at Bea who had obviously lost.
*Forth wall breaking zone* Setting the NarratorThe air was thick and damp. under the feet of our two female characters was a small covering of fog and as they looked out to the ocean they couldn't see the ocean as the fog covered the surface of the once blue sea. As Bea and Azulia got closer one became hyper and excited by the haunting stories she heard and the other walked with caution but still held a fake but convincing enough courage about her.Azulia PovI tried to shake off my nerves and play it off as just being cold as we continued or walked. It wasn't until a little while later when we finally got close enough to run into the water that
Bea POVAll I could think about is that I have to tell Zul all about the haunted beach."Well let's go to a haunted beach-" I could see her mouth opening up as I put my hand up to interrupt her." and before you say no just hear me out ok".I could hear her groan before I could even start my story." So first, the story of this beach comes from the 1900s. When a young girl by the name of Beth stumbled upon this beach it was a secret hideaway for cults and demon worshipers but no one knew the dark history of this beach until it was too late and it claimed the lives of many. But beth had stumbled to this beach during a drunken night and she was walking dragging her feet as she sang a sad song for the woman she loved but lost that night she never came back and on full moons like tonight they say you can still hear her song and it's been pulling broken men and women to the ocean like a siren for years. But the
Even without turning around, I could feel the stranger's eyes settling on me, I could feel the weight of sadness that settled in them so, I turned to smile at him and then I just blacked out as my eyes focused on the man that I felt I knew, something about him made me feel this undeniable pull like bees to pollen. Something about him made me want to know what he looked like. But as I was about to figure out who he was I heard Bea yelling for me "Azulia, AZULIAAAAAAA!!" I spun to face her as I saw her running at me with her huge lovable smile plastered on her face. Which never ceased to drop even as she held up a dress asking if she could buy it and I nodded. As the hours passed we saw the sky grow a golden color and we all said our goodbyes. The man went one way and Bea and I went to get dinner. "So Bea what should we do after dinner?" I asked her this expecting to go to the hotel after this but Bea had different plans.
Azulia POVBea and I started walking and she was giggling like a schoolgirl and I asked her why "Hey Bea why are you giggling." Bea stared at me then giggled more than she said: "Well Zul if you could have managed to remember your contacts when packing then maybe you could have seen why I was laughing." She continued on and even went ahead of me and the man to look at some dresses.it was then that I felt the heat of the sun on my neck and so I tied my hair up in a red string I had gotten after the long road of recovery after a past hardship.Suga POVI saw her friend Bea runoff and as she did so I couldn't take my eyes off her long flowing hair. Even at a distance, her sweet scent seemed to find me it was sweet and intoxicating, but suddenly she put up her hair and I saw something. To me, it looked like a ball and chain but the end that would connect to a foot is broken and particles are flying into t
The streets were as crowded as I expected and the different timezone didn't bother me or Bea as much as I expected. In fact, I felt livelier as we started walking down the street. Bea even got hit on by a stallman, and a photographer. I was starting to think they had a thing for tourists so of course I went into protective mode and started swatting guys away like flies. It wasn't until we walked into a marketplace that I bumped into someone, a man in a big baggy jacket. "Ow dude watch where you're going!" I yelled at him as he turned and looked at me with awe. I can't tell you why but I felt like I knew him and so I felt I needed to apologize to him on sight. "I am so sorry, I shouldn't have yelled at you like that. It wasn't polite of me and so I feel I must ask if there is anything that I can do to make it up to you."Suga POVI looked at her with my eyes wide as my thoughts got going and I instantly had an idea
Suga povI woke up and yawned as I saw everyone around me getting ready for practice but after last night I just can't go and practice. I needed a break. A break from Perfection. A break from my thoughts about the fiery-haired beauty that haunts my mind. I stared up at the ceiling contemplating my options."That's it, I've made my mind up."I get up and I make my way out of the room as I run down the halls and stairs I get on a jacket and then I leave the house and start to explore the streets of Jamaica. I walked around all day as if I had nowhere to go, but as it turns out I didn't have a plan and I wasn't gonna make one now. As I was walking I bumped into the girl I was trying to forget. I wish I knew her name but I have an idea that may give me the answers I'm looking for.