Thousand Angels

I pushed myself up the water with full thrust. Some of my hair fell back into the water with several strands of them caught in my mouth. The current got stronger as the waves grew bigger. My legs felt as heavy as lead as the current pulled me down into the darkness of the sea. The waves made it even harder for me to swim freely as it kept slamming me back into the water. The salty water lunged into my lungs as it dragged me lower into the sea. I gave up fighting the waves, seeing it was close to impossible to do so without being hit back tenfold.

. I closed my eyes and let myself sink deep down into the dark cold water. A rush of calmness went through my body. After the raging waves from above the water, it felt so serene to stay there and just relax. My lungs burnt in pain for air. I broke above the surface and took hungry gulps of air. Just to get huge mouthful of salty water. I quickly duck under the raging waves again.
I then slowly swam to shore. The water was so dark that I couldn't see where I was swimming. I was still scared to resurface until I knew that I had passed the raging sea. After a hundred yards or so I think, I raised my head to up my neck to check the condition of the sea, to ensure that I'm heading the right way back to shore. The view of humans playing around the water caught my sight. The jet-skies' motors roared loudly. A part of me felt relieved and I continued my journey to shore, backstroking. I felt even heavier on land than I was in the water. Sigh~.My body shivered and my fingers were swelled. My eyes were caught by the sun which was starting to set.

It was one of the reasons I had chose to spend my last day of summer vacation at the beach. I couldn't imagine any better way than being right here, right now. As I gawked at the sun, I couldn’t help notice a voice calling out to me. My sight was converted to the sidewalk a few yards away from where I was standing. A black motorcycle with a yellow lining across it stood right there. It had thicker yellow lines towards the back. The motorcycle itself was a fine piece of art. I looked at the cyclist standing near the motorcycle with his hands folded in front of him. He was bare on the top. Showing off his fine golden tan and his well toned body. I couldn’t help but look a little while longer. (need a bit more to add). The guy seating on that beautiful piece of machinery was even more beautiful. He wore nothing but a three quarter slack.

“So how was it?” I asked with a huge grin on my face, already knowing what the answer would be.

“Hmmm… I’ll give you a 9 on the dive,” he pretended to hesitate before pulling me closer to him and gently pressing his lips onto mine. Drake has always been the guy that made me felt so intense and comfortable in the same time. I got on the bike and hugged him tightly. I could feel every inch of his spine through my soaking shirt. (add something).I laid my head on the back of his body. His body was a little bit rough, but warm with my ears gently pressed onto his back, I could hear the gently beating heart. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the wind beating on my face.

After a few minutes had passed by, I opened my eyes only to find myself in a forest. I could hear the crickets singing and the water lapping in low sounds by the shore. I then ponder the strange light beaming through the gap between the trees. It was neither bright nor was it dim. It shone beautifully onto the ground with its light shining as though it was a hope for the lost souls. (should I cut this part? Sounds kind of cheesy). I could smell the smoke coming from where we were heading. It wasn’t strong, but it did catch my nose. There were then voices of coughing and a few swearing. We arrived then at the scene only to get a cloud of smoke blown right toward us. I covered my mouth as he held my hand and lead me through the smoke.

“Sammy! Took you long enough to get back here;” (sounds kind of wrong. Why not rephrase it into something like…) a girl with browned coloured hair bunched up into a pony tail behind got up. As she walked towards me, the light from the fire shone on her tan skin reflecting a healthy glow.


“Tristan was just about to call the coroner and the coast guard,” she continued as she pointed at the guy standing in the back of the crowd yet noticeable by his tall figure. He wore a sunglass and had short and spiky black hair.

“Sorry Steph, wanted to lay back for awhile, and thanks Trist for being so overly excited on burying my body for me. I’m sure I’ll be able to do the same thing for you anytime soon,” I smirked towards him. He returned her smile insincerely. He turned back to the barbeque grill as he picked up a piece of burnt meat and scrunched his nose up in disgust. With a flick of his wrist, he threw the burnt meat off the edge of the cliff.
“What happened here? We could smell the smoke from a thousand miles away,” I asked, as I look curiously at the end where he threw the meat.

“Cave-boy here discovered how to make fire using gasoline,” said the girl with a bob hair cut but not quite short enough to be a page boy’s style while pointing her thumb at the guy beside her. He was taller than her but an inch or two shorter than me. He had (help me give me another description for him, anything that seem interesting yet not scary but look kind of cool) The fire of the grill cast an eerie glow onto his face, enhancing his deep and threatening features. He had a cool smile on his face( this can still be considered)

“Well, this wouldn’t happen if someone here forgot to bring oil and more charcoal before we came here,” he fought back while rolling his eyes towards her and folded his hand.

“Whatever!” she shouted in annoyance and turned her back against us, walking toward another girl. Her shorts emphasized her long legs. She had the looks of the model. She had a fair skin with long brunette hair and green jaded eyes.They both whispered something and then left into the forest. I turned my back towards the site looking at the flaming-red sky coming from the horizon. The intense red and orange hues of the sky surrounded by small but many portion of clouds colored with darkish-red made it a breathtaking scenery. The sun was already half way setting. A pair of hands caught me at my lower body and hugged me closer to the host of the hands. I then felt kiss after kiss trailing down my neck.
“This is what you wanted to see, isn’t it? It looks just as beautiful as you do,” said Drake in a low whisper. I ignored it as I gazed beyond the horizon. By the tone of his voice, I could pick up whether he was lying to me or just being honest. It wasn’t comfortable listening to him saying words like that, knowing that his mind was probably pondering on something else.“Anyone wants to call Steph and Jenny from the pool?” Tristan asked as he threw a big black bag into his jeep.Stephanie and Jenny returned from a small pool not far from the camp site. Jesse wore her bandana and put on a pair of sandals and threw the soaking wet tee directly towards Tristan. It slapped Tristan hard on the face even though he tried shielding himself with both his hands.“What was that for?” He asked as he held the shirt an arm’s length away from him as if in disgust.“Your turn to do laundry, and make sure that smoke smell is gone,” she said as she scrunched up her nose in disgust just to emphasize her point.The site was already cleaned out and with everything piled into the jeep and the 4-wheel drive. We exited the venue as soon as it was dusk. I stretched my legs across the back seat with my head resting on the window. I stretched my legs out onto Steph’s lap as she slowly applied pressure with both her thumb on the sole of my feet and slowly pushing it upwards. It was comforting. I then closed my eyes and calmly reposition my body to avoid hurting my back if I were to sleep. After a few attempts, I lay my head beside the door handle and settled down into peace and serenity.“Sammy…. Sammy, wake up Sammy…” I heard someone calling out to me.I felt a gentle nudge over on my left arm I got up with my eyes still shut tight. I slowly opened my eyes and let them adjust to the surrounding.“We’re home. Well, not exactly home…. But we’re back in good old San Francisco;” Stephanie’s voice was becoming clearer to me as my senses came flooding back to me.I looked around to see what she meant only to find myself in front of a 24 hour mini-market somewhere outside of town I didn’t know about. I stretched myself a bit while trying to catch a glimpse of the location. It was a mini-market by itself, with no stalls or shops around it. Behind it was dark, but I could make out a small forest, a park maybe. But what helped me the most was the sign-board located not far from the store, just close enough for my eyes to make it out. GOLDEN GATE BRIDGE 10 Mi. So we must’ve been in somewhere between the Golden Gate National Recreation Area a town called Sausalito. I then turned my head towards the direction of the other car behind the car I was in .It was as empty as the other cars.“Where’s everyone else?” I asked with a surprised look on my face.“They’re in there, eating I presume. Seeing how Riley stomach didn’t stop grumbling for the entire time.” Steph answered me casually as she laid her head back onto the seat.“How long was I asleep for?” I started to feel a little self conscious.“Let’s just say you didn’t have to put up with Riley’s stupid jokes and stomach,” Stephanie said as she frowned. We looked at each other for a second then burst into giggles. I understand what she meant. Riley’s jokes were always insulting in one way but hilarious in the other. Steph had always been a victim of his since primary school. She’d always been patient with him for as long as I remembered.A loud sound broke my thoughts; I glanced to the direction of the sound. We couldn’t catch his face but the bike already caught me eyes. It was a black super-bike with red spots covering it here and there. The spots didn’t look like it had been drawn on, more like splattered on with an artistic touch, I couldn’t help but think as I saw the redness of the colour reflected by the street light. The nozzle was big and coloured red. The person riding it was wearing a grey and white stripe hoody with slim fit jeans. It was torn at several places. Though it wasn’t big but it didn’t seem intentionally. Before I managed to catch a glimpse of his face, he was already half way towards the restroom beside the store.I then followed Stephanie out of the car, straight for the store. She then pressed a button on her car key that she wore around her neck to lock the car. As we entered the store, Stephanie quickly made her way through the drinks section. I saw where she was heading, a mini hot-dog stand surrounded by a few tables. The hot-dog machine was on but no one was near the counter. Seating at on the left of the counter were the guys munching on their hot dogs. Riley’s mouth was covered with smutches of mustard. Drake and Tristan were good with their poker face. Not exposing their laughter at Riley, watching him handle his foods like a barbarian. Jenny on the other hand, I believed was covering her face with a magazine.
Stephanie quickly reached into her Prada and brought out her camera. Her face was control, she was one that doesn’t find stupid jokes, funny.

“Smile cave boy, your on candid camera,” and quickly took two snap shots of Riley.
Riley seemed kind of confused. I didn’t smile, but just looked at Stephanie with a certain blur look.
“Hey,” Steph called him. She then, using her index finger, gently rubbing below her lips, indicating Riley to copy her. He did, and caught a tad of mustard over his finger. He got up, looking for something, a mirror I’m guessing.Riley headed to the rear-view mirror located above the counter and then turned back to stare at Steph. He knew Steph won’t give the camera to him even if he begged for it. I saw Stephanie smirking at him with her body half-way turn towards the entrance. Finally her chance of getting back. Yet she looked so uncaring about it and just turn back, heading towards the cookies aisle.
(add something on with riley)
Riley leaned back on his heels, sliding one hand into his pocket and took out his wallet. He took out twenty dollar and handed it to Tristan like how drug dealers handed drugs, smoothly and unseen.
“Double it and I’ll delete it myself,” Tristan said, as if he knew what Riley wanted him to do. Riley just took out another twenty and gave it to him, before leaving the table to the toilet. His half-finish hotdog just stood there on his plate, with excess mustard covering the top.
I noticed someone walking in. He wore the exact same jeans as the guy with the black bike, only this time, his face wasn’t covered by his hoody. His face was fairer than most people I’ve seen but not pale. He had jet black hair with a touch of blue dye on top of his hair. The thing that actually caught my eyes was his eyes, they sparkled under the soft light coming from the lights above. He didn’t seem to notice my stare. His eyes were more concentrated on the rack of tin drinks. I walked slowly towards him, avoiding meeting his gaze.
I tried to seem busy as I played around with a few cans on the rack. Suddenly, without a warning, I slipped on an unknown substance on the floor. I was expecting an embarrassing crashed onto the floor but that didn’t happened. I felt to a pair of hands supporting my body. His face was clear from down here. He was stared into my eyes. I couldn’t read his eyes as they seemed distant and far from this point. As I clumsily stood up again, his hand were by his side again. He reached out towards me as I felt my cheeks flushed. He took the can of drink from my hand. It was a can of ‘Rockstar’.
“Thank you,” he whispered softly. Before I managed to regain my coolness, he was already halfway towards the cashier. He didn’t glance back or he would have caught me staring at him. I turned back and walked back to the table. Seems that no one noticed the stunt I had pulled awhile ago. They seemed to be discussing about something in a low voice till I couldn’t make out what they were trying to say. I just reached for a seat and sat quietly beside Jenny.“Still tired?” Jenny whispered, as she turned to look at me. She put down the magazine she was reading and grab her drink, sipping it, making those sound you get to you keep on sipping the straw even though the drink was already finish.
“More or less,” I said as I laid my chin on the table.
“Yeah guys, me too…” Tristan continued, “Let’s call it a day.”
I nodded in agreement. I got off the chair and headed for the entrance. Drake pulled my hand softly, bringing me closer to him. I just lied down on his shoulder, trying to keep my eyes open as long as I could. I stopped by the rack filled with potato chips. I grabbed a pack and quickly walked towards the cashier. Drake quickly left the store and light a cigarette.
Stephanie was outside on her phone, giggling and nodded her head several times. Riley then walked behind Drake, yawning and stretching his hand. His face was clean and mustard-free.