Chapter 2
The water hit me like a thousand ice cold needles. It took me a long moment to catch my breath and start to move again. I was sinking. Fast. I knew it had to do something with the couture dress I was wearing. I regretfully slipped out of it. As soon as I did I felt one thousand pounds lighter. I rose to the surface almost instantly. As soon as I reached the surface I built up a scream. Nothing came out. I tried and tried but I was to cold. The salt water was burning my lungs and my eyes as I tried to stay afloat. Maybe I should give up. Who would miss me? Maybe Noelle would, but she'd get over it quickly. Upton obviously didn't care about me. He left me exposed and embarrassed it front of Mrs. Ryan and Paige. He ran after Poppy. He left me, the person he 'loved' for someone he supposedly had no feelings for. Then the only person I truly loved came across my mind. Josh. My Josh. Well not mine anymore. Will he care? Probably not. He has Ivy now. Ivy Slade, you are the luckiest girl on the planet. Josh left me after he caught me cheating on him with one of his best friends, Dash McCafferty. Dash is also Noelle's on and off boyfriend. The truth was I was drugged. We learned that during Sabine's confession at Kiran's pre-birthday party. When Sabine pulled a gun at me, Josh tried to save me jumping at Sabine to knock the gun out of her hand but it was to late. Sabine had already pulled the trigger. I didn't get shot though. Josh had succeeded at hitting the gun but all he did was move a little. Ivy ended up getting shot in the shoulder. Later on he decided Ivy needed him most and stayed with her. I tried convincing myself that Josh was right and Ivy did need him more, but it isn't true. She might have been hurt physically but I was hurt too. I was hurt beyond repair. I'm a emotional mess. I need him now more than ever. He was my rock. I need him.
Now it struck me I have to survive. I need to live. I need him to know I still love him. I can't leave this planet without him knowing. I started swimming. I found my voice. But just before I screamed I saw it, a figure at the spot where I was pushed off the Ryan's yacht. I looked closer. The figure moved and it's long hair moved with the wind. A girl. She was watching me. She must have been the one to push me. She's my stalker. I tried to see as much of I could with my weak eyes. Before I had a chance to recognize any features she turned and left. The last I saw was the pink of her glamorous gown and blonde hair that resembled none other than Ariana Osgood. Then everything went black.
