Here's a new one-shot dudes: - :D
Cammie's POV:
He savagely pulled a rough burlap sack over my head.
I closed my eyes, for what I hoped would be the last time.
But it wasn't that simple.
It wasn't that easy.
A torrent of freezing water cascaded over me.
It seemed to go on forever.
In my mouth. In my nose.
I gagged.
I couldn't breathe.
Blackness. Engulfing me. Consuming me.
Death won.
But again, it wasn't that simple.
The sack was torn off and his lips were on mine, forcing air into me. Bringing me back to life.
My lungs burned as I drew breath, chest heaving.
I struggled uselessly at my bonds.
Eyes open, I shed no tears as everything went black and I was waterboarded and brought back to life.
Again.
And again.
And again.
I knew that there was a way out - to tell them what they wanted to know. About him. Where he was.
But even though we were over now, he had left, I also knew that that was a route I could never take. Betrayal.
I couldn't betray him. The only man I ever had, and ever would love.
Not him.
It was the least I could do.
For living.
For loving.
For twenty three years.
I wasn't trying to be a martyr. To sacrifice myself for some noble cause.
I was just trying to give Zach the best chance of living. To save him when almost all hope was lost.
Saving him was all I had left now. All that gave my life worth. Meaning.
And if it increased his chances of survival, even by the slightest fraction, I would do it.
For him.
I smiled as I breathed in for the last time.
In a very obscure way, I had triumphed.
He'll live. I must be content with that.
And I was, because, although I would die, he would live.
Wouldn't he?
So, I dunno if you like, but I was in one of my more 'brooding' moods and wanted to write something drab & depressing, so yeah...
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-Tess.