Before we left for Puerto Rico, I told him how badly I wanted to surf again. It's been almost five years, and I'm fucking stoked. We pick our boards,... strap them to the Jeep, and cruise until we find Navio beach. We definitely needed the four wheel drive. There's not a cloud in the sky, the temperature a perfect 72, and the water is lapping at the powder white sand. The wind is hitting the coves just right, the waves picture perfect, ready to be ridden. Now I know why Ethan wanted us to work. Tanned and thin and healthy and chilled-out and beautiful. “I’m a swimming teacher,” she clarified. “That’s – nice,” I smiled.Fuck. Weren’t swimmers meant to be fat? Or at least have bad hair?“You never said you were bringing anyone,” I said to Scott. “Not that it matters. The more the merrier, right?”“Right,” Scott said, frowning at me.“That’s probably my fault,” Amber cut in. She looked vaguely worried. “I only came over here to visit a relative and I wasn’t doing anything tonight so Scott. I even have a couple on your crush Luke. Don't think I won't know what will happen." I nod once again my eyes close, thinking about everything Chandler has just told me. I wouldn't be able to live a normal life with him out of jail. I couldn't put him back in jail without him hurting me. I couldn't risk any harm to my brother and friends. It was hopeless, as much as I wanted to have some sense of hope for my future. "One last thing," he says softly and I feel his breath hover over my lips and I. When this finally stopped, they untied her ankles. Jackie stood Angie up on her knees, holding her by the hair. Then she SMASHED her right fist against her lips which sliced across her own teeth, cutting them badly. Jackie picked her up by the hair again,gave her to Alisha who slammed a fist directly at Angie's nose. A crack was heard as blood flowed from a new wound. Jackie then sat on Angie's bloody chest and threw rights and lefts all over her face...SMASHING her cheekbones, her eyes, her.