Izzie and Alex are my new favorite couple, so it figures that I'd write about Izzie. Seriously, I don't knowwhy, but I love her. Even if she did go a little bit psycho crazy. I forgive her.
I don't own Grey's Anatomy.
This is a slightly pointless drabble, but please tell me what you think about it. Thanks :)
She never thought drowning would feel this way.
She imagined water, ice cold water that burned her nose and filled her lungs. She imagined desperately gasping for breath until finally, blissfully, darkness shrouded her.
She imagined panicking underwater, eyes shut tight, trying in vain to come up for air.
When she was younger, she had nightmares of this.
Ghoulish hands grasping at her, pulling her down into the water's depths as she clawed at nothing, trying to find her way back up.
The horrifying realization that she was going to die.
The terror that permeated every inch of her body, until the fear took control completely.
Those last seconds, when all she could do was give up and try to breathe the water.
But as ghastly as those dreams were, she always woke up. Always.
But this, this is a nightmare that she can't shake.
Because it isn't a product of her imagination, conjured in sleep that vanished when she opened her eyes.
This, this is real.
She's drowning, and no one's diving in to save her.