Underwater Arrow

by rachy559

Sarah Lance might be alive, but here is her view anyways. It's as if her meta-gene kicked in during the yacht accident, and she survived by breathing underwater

When I opened my eyes, they stung a little. Kind of like opening your eyes underwater for the first time.

I couldn't see anything, no objects or my own hands in front of me. There was no ground either, I was floating in a big pit of darkness.

I tried to remember what had happened, but only flashes came back.

I was on the yacht, I thought. With Ollie, and his dad.

I moved around a little, but it didn't feel like I was going anywhere. I was stuck in the one place, with no sight or sounds to comfort me.

Surely this is death, I pondered. Is this my punishment for sleeping with my sisters boyfriend?

Laurel can't kill me if I'm already dead, I mused.

I felt a slight tingling across my face as huge breath of air left my lungs. I reached up but there was nothing there.

The tingling caught in my nose, and as I opened my mouth to sneeze, salt water filled my mouth.

I was drowning again, just like when the yacht went down and I was sucked away from Ollie. I flailed and kicked out, desperate to find some sort of source of air. My brain told me to fight to the surface, to just keep holding my breath.

Hang on, I stopped. Wasn't I just breathing?

I relaxed a little, a slight pain in my chest from holding my breath.

I opened my mouth to breathe again, squashing down the fear when the salt water once again filled my mouth, and breathed it.

Sweet, sweet air filled my lungs, and although it seemed impossible, I believed I was alive.

I began to kick my legs in the hope of finding the surface. I told myself I would find Laurel, and Oliver is I could, and I would make things right. I had been given another chance, and I did not want to waste that.