Authors note: I'm back! It's been a little longer then I hoped it would be, but I have a new story for everybody, a Seth/O.C one at that! I already have 17 chapters written so updates will be frequent until their all up and I can find time to write another chapter and hopefully I will, but I started my senior year of high school so it's been a little hectic. Any who, read on and enjoy!

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Chapter 1 Life's a Beach

Sitting on the sand and watching the waves crash into the shore has been my favorite thing to do since I was little. I'm fifteen now and it hasn't changed. The reasons have though, when I was young, I was just fascinated in how the waves would wash up onto the sand and take whatever it could back into the depths of the ocean with it. Now, it's how I get away from reality, a place to think and a place to share my deepest secrets, then watch as the waves take them away, never to be heard again. A log- close to the outline of the forests- is where I always sat, away from anyone else who might be on the beach. On hot summer days, snow and even in the rain, I would make my escape to this very place. Just to have those few short moments away from life.

"You're gonna get pneumonia one of these days." A voice said from behind. I didn't answer, just kept staring into the ocean, while I hastily wiped at my face to get rid of the trader tears before he saw them. He sighed and sat beside me, pushing his drenched hair out of his face.

"Brady and Colin are looking for you." He said quietly, starring out at the water also.

"Just Brady and Colin?" I asked, my voice cracking.

"Yeah." Seth nodded sadly, turning to look at me, pushing my wet hair behind my ear. Seth has been my best friend since we were in diapers, along with my twin cousins Colin and Brady. Seth was my first everything and he knew me well and that's why he knew I was here. After we slept together for the first time we decided to just stay friends so if things didn't work out, we wouldn't risk losing that friendship. It's a decision I regret everyday, but I'm too afraid to say or do anything about it. Another problem in my life.

"Go figure. My brother's the one I fight with and he doesn't even bother to come after me." I fumed, my eyes filling up once again with tears, but I kept them away not wanting Seth to see them.

Seth sighed and stood up, pulling me with him. "Let's get you home before you get sick."

I allowed him to pull me down the path to my house as my mind drifted back to the fight I had with my brother. It wasn't the first one, but it also wasn't ever this bad. My brother Jared along with my cousin Paul used be my heroes, the two people who I looked up to, the two people who practically raised me because my mother cared more about emptying her alcohol then taking care of me and I didn't know where my dad was. But that's another story all together. It was like it happened over night, both Jared and Paul grew more muscle and they both got taller and then they started to hang around Sam Uley. Completely ignoring me, Colin and Brady. The three of us always tried to get their attention, but soon we gave up, until this morning.

"Jesus Christ, Jessie! Where the hell have you been?" Colin yelled at me, pulling me into the house. He was pissed, but still concerned. He was more like Paul that way. Brady looked pissed also, but pulled me into a hug making sure I was okay.

"Just out." I shrugged, going to sit down on the couch.

Colin looked like he wanted to yell more, but with a glare from Brady his face softened as he kneeled in front of me.

"I'm sorry, but the rains really coming down out there and I wish you wouldn't have run off like that." He said, smoothing my wet hair away. My cousins were actually like my brothers, including Paul. We all went through a lot together and having each other, got us through them. Paul's and the twins mom -my aunt- died when the twins were born and no one knew where their father was either. So my mom took them in.

"Sorry." I mumbled.

"How 'bout you go up and take a hot shower, you look freezing." Brady sighed. I was too, but I didn't really feel it till now. I got up and headed to the bathroom, Seth squeezed my hand as I passed.

After discarding my wet long sleeved shirt and black skinny jeans, I stepped into the spray and let the scalding hot water wash away the days events.

The little piece of metal felt cold in my hand, as I slit it across my skin and watched the blood flow down my arm and wash down the drain. A new scar, indicating the beginning of a new nightmare.

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