Sophia sat on the beach, the wind blew the ocean as it tumbled.
Splash!
The tide rose up, splashing on the shore. The howling sound of wind and the splashing of water, the quietness of the beach except for the occasional sound of night creatures.
Sophia's hair danced with the wind and she coiled her legs as she placed her head on her knees. Bottles of beer were scattered around her; she held one in her hand as she took a long sip of it.
Tears flowed down her cheeks as she recalled the conversation she had with her mother and father.
"Dad?" she whispered, her voice filled with shock and grief.
Sophia scanned him, her mind flashed to how many times this man made her cry. He had destroyed her childhood completely. Tears gathered in her eyes.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Sophia asked as her memories tormented her.
"Sophia, I'm sorry," he said, walking closer to her, grief in his eyes.
"Sophia, I brought him, I think we should be back together—" Sophia's mother said.
"Was there ever a time we were together? How many times will you suffer? Don't you learn?" Sophia interrupted. She turned to her father. "Leave," she shouted, pointing at the door.
"Sophia," her mother begged. "I have always wanted a family. He has changed, let's make this change. I have sacrificed everything, please give me one wish—"
Sophia looked at her mother, the tears flowed down her cheeks.
"Mom," Sophia called out. She shook her head in disbelief. Did she never learn? She was already tired of this. It was the same cycle she had been going through since birth. She was tired.
"Mom, I'm sorry, but I can't—"
"Sophia, you don't understand. All my life I have been suffering, everything deprived from me. I know you don't understand but please don't take this from me," she knelt down, weeping.
"Mom, stop it… please," Sophia begged as she ran to her mother.
"Sophia please, I know you are angry but please. I know you are angry but I want my own family, women out there will understand," she begged. Sophia wiped her mother's tears.
"I understand, truly I do," she turned to her father.
"I'm sorry, very sorry," he begged.
Sophia wanted to do what her mother begged, the woman practically halted her life for her. She never got married, her family rejected her. She had no one, it was only her. But when Sophia remembered what she had gone through, she couldn't, she just couldn't.
Shaking her head, palming her hands. "Sorry, Mom, you do it but please leave me out of it—"
"Sophia," her mother muttered.
"I love you, but please leave me out of this. I can't go through another pain."
Sophia stood up, she glanced at her father, who was weeping.
"What the hell do you want from us? Are you not tired? Why do you keep doing it? And now you want forgiveness? You are mean and you're wicked," Sophia wiped her face with the back of her hands.
"Stay away from my life," Sophia knelt down, begging. Hot tears flowed down her father's cheeks. Sophia sighed as she stood up and ran out of the room.
Leaving behind her mother who was crying, she knew that Sophia was hurt, there was a hole in her heart that needed filling but she feared no one could fill it for Sophia.
Sophia wiped her face with the back of her hand as she took a long sip of her beer. She watched the sea, its tides rising and falling. She bit her lower lip. The night felt calm as if understanding her turmoil.
HELLO!
Moonlight washed over him, sharpening every line of his face. His hair stirred gently in the wind, framing his strong brow and the perfect symmetry of his features. His upper lip was slim, the lower slightly fuller, balanced in a way almost too flawless to be real. A straight, defined nose. A jawline carved like stone. Strands of hair fell over part of his face, only making him look more impossibly striking.
He looked like a god sculpted from moonlight, and those golden eyes seemed to pierce straight into her soul.
Looking down, he was wearing a black cloak, black pants, and shoes. He looked dangerous and mysterious.
"Atticus," she finally responded. Her voice was needy and hurt as her eyes grew watery; she looked so relieved to see him. It felt like half of the weight was lifted off her shoulders, the weight that had held her down for years began to crumble under his gaze.
The moment their eyes met, tension coiled between them, igniting the air like a live wire.