042GFDAUYTKJHFUYTTRERBK

“Sun, Sand and Revenge on the Beach”

The sun baked down on the sandy shoreline as bamboo umbrellas cast meager shadows over scantily clad beachgoers. Among them were a group of friends – a tight knot of bodies in bikinis and swim trunks, sipping colorfulcocktails and laughing uproariously at some inside joke. They looked picture perfect; a flawless snapshot of youth and carefree indulgence on one of life’s rare paradise days.

And yet, tension lurked beneath the pleasant facade, ripe and hotter than the tropical sun. Beneath the veneer of friendship, an ancient wrong blossomed into a burning need for retribution. Sammy watched from afar, her jet black hair covering one eye, her hawkish gaze fixed on the group of revelers. Her body thrummed with anticipation, the skimpy azure bikini leaves barely concealing her dangerous intentions…

You think by now, they would’ve learned their lesson. But no, it’s as if they got off on tempting fate, on pushing her buttons time and again. That hot headed dumb-ass Aiden, always flaunting his chiseled physique and Platinum smirk. That’s right, turn around baby, why don’t you give us all a nice long look at that over-inflated ego of yours. Missy… honey… the prim little slut who ‘accidentally’ flirted soooo hard with the bartender that night… did you really think she wouldn’t notice how you pressed your tits against his arm? And now that sniveling little bitch Stacey, giggling like a schoolgirl as she grabbed Aiden’s hand…

“Time’s up, little girl.” Sammy murmured to herself, her blood starting to bubble as she sauntered towards them, her hips swaying seductively as a cruel smile curled her lips. “Reality is coming for you and your little kingdom… and your crown is about to be crushed under Sammy’s heel.”

“Sammy!” Missy trilled as she approached, wrapping her in an embrace. “You made it! We were just saying how we desperately needed our Sammy time.”

“Duh” Aiden chimed in loud enough for the whole beach to hear, “We could’ve used your ‘touch’ last night when Stacey here was acting like a total cock tease.” Stacey tittered, clearly delighting in the attention despite Aiden’s insult. Sammy gritted her teeth, the insult hooking deep. Did he really think he was in control?

“Queen Sammy has arrived!” She declared with a lurid grin, pushing back the impulse to flash her chrome wrapped fist and give the circle a nice smack, ‘accidentally’ on purpose. “And she’s come to play!”

Hours later, the sun begun to set, casting a golden hue over the ocean. Back bedroom at Sammy’s flat, the shag carpet was littered with sandy clothes and empty booze bottles. The room reeked of sweat and perfume. It was a smoky haze of pot and life’s grayish regrets.

Sammy pressed her lips into a thin line, clicking the lighter as she took an aport from her cigarette, the exhaled smoke swirling up to the tacky pop culture poster on her bedroom wall. She stared at the bloated carcinoma of Aiden’s polyamorous ego, and Missy’s dumbass meek-meets-mean girl game face, and Stacey’s sad yuppie get money desperate slut gaze. Christ, she hoped they were all ruined for life.

All for Payback’s a bitch, and that bitch was finally getting even. The dollar bills burst out against her arm and chest as she collapsed on the bed. sunny. With each crumpled note, she felt the grudge easing, the heatukuon.

And yet, revenge had a funny way of feeling so satisfying in the moment and so hollow after. Sammy exhaled heavily, angrily snubbing the cigarette under her heel. She reached under the mattress and pulled out a shiny silver chrome fist. “Let’s see how the other members of the gang feel.” She growled and said “I should visit my doctor for pain relief and start the recovery phase immediately after.”

Sun, sand, fun… and the satisfying of a scorching grudge. Yeah, it was a beach days to remember, alright – for the rest of her life.