Yelling Through

“WAKE THE FUCK UP!” Letty screeched scaring the living shit out of me.

I shot up, cracking heads with her, before rolling off of the love seat onto the floor. I groaned, moving my hand to hold my head. “Fuck you.”

She was seemingly unfazed by our accidental head-butt. “Get up. Get dressed. We’re going to the beach. Then we’re gonna go shopping, and get your hair done and fix whatever the fuck has happened over the past three months,” she said, getting angry at the end.

“Fuck off.”

“Oh I’m not gonna change. I’m not gonna let them push me around,” she said in a mocking tone. “bull fucking shit. Did you really do a video like that?” she asked.

I rolled my eyes, but nodded.

“Dumb ass,” she said.

“I dyed my hair before I even got here, so what the fuck are you going on about?”

“You dyed it in preparation for coming here,” she said.

“You’re a dumb ass.”

“I’m sorry, but since you got the damn movie deal, you’ve gotten so much more reserved and it’s creeping me the fuck out,” she said.

“Let’s go,” I told her.

“Yay!” she squeaked. I already made you an appointment,” she said.

Within a half hour I was ready to go. It was only ten, so we got breakfast before going shipping. Holy shit. Letty made me buy any and everything that caught my eye.

“By the time we were done we’d filled my trunk and the back seat of my car.

“How the hell am I supposed to get all of this home?” I asked her.

“Ship it. Duh.”

I shook my head. Letty wouldn’t let me know what she had told the girl to do to my hair. All I knew is that it was gonna be something other than black. I didn’t like not knowing but I trusted Letty. The beach trip really wasn’t going to do any damage. I loved the ocean, hated swimming in it.

After a while I was finally done. I was turned around and smiled.

“Bitch is back!” Letty declared.

“I should’v known,” I signed.

“Yeah you should’ve.”

I signed my thanks to the stylist. Letty quickly translated. I paid and we were off to the beach.

I grabbed my bag with our towels, sun screen and shit in it and the umbrella. Letty had insisted on buying shit to make a sand castle, so I made sure to grab that too. Letyy instantly darted to the water. I started setting up.

“Jaxx!” I heard my name called. I looked up and saw Matty walking towards me.

I waved, but was confused.

“The bird staying with you texted Oli and invited us all,” he explained.

‘How did she get Oli’s number?’ I thought before it occurred to me. She must’ve gotten it, while I was trying shit on.

“Like the hair by the way.”

I smiled my appreciation seeing as I had yet to find my board in our mess of shit. I spotted it and pulled it up. “Where are the others?”

“Getting our shit.”

“You’re a lazy ass,” I wrote.

“Sure am,” he said.

The others came into sight. “OI! OVER HERE! I FOUND US A SPOT WITH A PRETTY BIRD!” he called.

I rolled my eyes and pushed him. He mumbled something under his breath. I raised an eye brow and he just responded with a way too innocent smile.

Just then Letty made her slopping wet return, tackling me.

“KORI!” she yelled in my face.

I freed my hand and signed, “What?” before pushing her face away from me.

“I invited the boys,” she informed me.

“Oh really now? I never would’ve guessed.”

“No need to be a bitch now.” She looked at Nichols. “Hi, I’m Colette.”

“You the crazy one?” he asked.

She looked past him towards, where Oli and the rest of them were. “SYKES! YOU TALKIN’ SHIT?!”

He flipped her off.

“I’ll fuck you up!”

“Pipe down, ya little sprite!”

“Sprite?” she asked.

I shrugged my ignorance.

“He thinks you look like a sprite,” Matty explained.

“Whatever.” She turned her attention back to me. “Are you done yet?”

I glared, before signing again. “As a matter a fact I am. Get your own shit laid out, bitch.”

“Fuck you.”

I stuck my tongue out.

“Whoa,” Matty said. “Your tongue’s split?” he asked.

I nodded and sticking it back out, pulling the sides apart.

“What the fuck for? You don’t talk.”

“Why not? All I do stick my tongue out. It’s not like in fucks up my ability to talk. Looks awesome.

“What are you two going on about?” Lee asked.

I stuck my tongue out and flexed the halves.

“Well that’s hot,” he said.

“Huh?” Nichols asked.

“Just think of the blow jobs.”

I rolled my eyes. Boys. “And here I thought I was with Bring Me the Horizon, not Asking Alexandria.”

“What about blow jobs?” Oli asked, he and Jona and Tom having been behind Lee and Vegan.

“Think about blow jobs with a split tongue,” Lee said.

“Why are you talking about split tongues?” he asked. Matty stepped aside so that Oli could see me. His eyes widened for a moment at my appearance.

“I just saw you yesterday,” he said.

I smirked and pointed towards, where Letty was already back in the water.

“Show him,” Matty demanded. I turned and gave him a look, setting my hands on my hips.

“Wanna say it again? But nicer.”

“Girls,” he muttered. “Will you please show him.”

“Better.” I turned and stuck my tongue out at Oli, pulling the halves apart.

“That’s why,” he said.

I nodded.

“I say the Sykes get the towels and shit laid out,” Matty said.

All of the boys agreed. Oli seemed apathetic and Tom groaned. They boys shed their shirts and ran to the water.

“I’m not setting up shit of theirs,” Oli said, laying out his towel.

“Yeah, fuck that,” Tom agreed. “Watch the shit,” he told his brother, before running to the water.

Oli didn’t say anything for a minute. I didn’t either. When I was all set, I flopped down on my towel and let out a sigh.

“Rough day?” Oli asked with a smirk.

“You try having her drag you everywhere. Especially since she called me out earlier.”

“On what?” he asked.

“Oh. I’ve sort of been playing it safe since I got here.”

“How so?”

“I took my piercings out, dyed my hair black, been wearing long sleeves and shit.”

“I’ve noticed the piercings and the hair obviously.”

I pulled my shirt up over my head, leaving me in my bikini topand shorts.

Oli’s Point of View

“Should’ve guessed,” I said, eyes trailing over the ink covering a majority of her torso and arms.

She pulled out her bottle of sun screen and began to put it on. “Oi, share with the ghostly white Englishman?” I asked.

“Help with my back and we have a deal,” she replied with an amused smile.

“The things I do to avoid sun burn,” I groaned dramatically, but scooting closer and reaching over to take the bottle. “So your friend is fucking insane,” I told her.

“She means well, but she’s mostly talk with very little actual bite. Now, Vinny… Vinny’s all bite, no bark.”

“Vinny?” I questioned.

“Yeah. He’s a friend of mine. He’s a barista now, but he was a soldier. Served up until a fucking bomb took out his hearing.”

“That’s terrible.”

“Yeah, but seriously if you met him and I didn’t tell you, you’d have no clue that he’s deaf. He’s that good at reading lips.”

I traced over the mermaid tattoo on her side. She jumped away.

My confusion faded after a moment and realization kicked in. “Koraline, are you ticklilsh?” I asked.

“No,” she said way too quickly.

I grinned wickedly.

“Fuck you,” she said getting up and running off. I got up and chased after her.

She ran to the water and waved at Letty, who didn’t get it. Matty took that time to dunk the Sprite. She ran along the water’s edge ducking and dodging people.

I stayed on her heels though, until finally I grabbed her by her waist and spun her around.

“Let’s be reasonable,” she said.

“Be reasonable?” I asked. “Why would I do that?” I asked before tickling her.

She started laughing. She sounded so care free. It was so much different from the timid girl I met on set or the reserved one that told that prick off at the book store.

“Say Oli you’re the greatest hottest most brilliant man ever.”

“No.”

“Say it!”

“I’m not your fan girl,” she said, elbowing me in the stomach.

I doubled over. “Bloody hell.”

“All is fair in love and war.”

“Are you saying you love me?”

“I’m saying you’ve started a war,” she said, before starting to head to the towels.

I shook my head. What had I gotten myself into?