His eyes… Such a gorgeous, gorgeous green. I remember the first time I truly loved him… Wait, what?! Sh*t, now I don't remember anymore! I sink to my knees, wanting to curl up and leave this strange place. I'm silently cursing myself for having messed up the memory. I prop my head up on a fist, my head facing the swings. The swings! I jump up onto my feet and race toward them. I have no idea what came over me, but now I am soaring above the grass, feet pumping me higher and higher. Forward. Backward. Forward toward the pond, backward toward the fog. Forward, pond. Backward, fog. Forward, Jonathan. Backward. Forward, key. Backward…

I don't notice I've jumped until I collide with the ground. I fall to my rear end, but don't stay down long. I'm running- no, sprinting- toward the pond. Then I'm in. The water is icy cold, but I duck under anyway. I'm kicking wildly, heading toward the bottom. No, I'm swimming!

Throwing off our clothes. Jumping in. Laughing at the cold and splashing each other. Climbing out, then jumping in again. Swimming down. Muddy bottom. Slimy. Me, squealing as my toes touch it. Him pushing me down, shoving my stomach into the slime. Me, flipping him over and shoving him into it. Us laughing, our bubbles escaping to the surface. Coming up for air, then going back down. Him grabbing my hand. Me. Him. Us.

A flood of thoughts. I'm choking, drowning in them.

Making out under the water. Swallowing a gallon of gross pond water. Coughing it up together. Going back down.

It's Jonathan, that much I know for sure.

More laughter. Him pulling me down with him. Us, making a box. Us, kissing the key and each other. The key. The box.

Now I'm really drowning. The pond water is closing in on my head. I'm floundering. What am I thinking, I can't swim!

Us. Young. Me. Afraid. Him. Pushing me in. Me. Choking. Him. Pulling me up. Me. Yelling. Me chasing him. Him. Jumping in. Me. Frustrated. Me. Jumping. Him. Laughing. Him. Pulling me down.

He's pulling me down. He's dragging me.

The warm mud, squelching between my toes.

The mud is cold. Freezing. It's killing me. I'm dying. I'm freezing to death.

Him. Pinning me down under the water. Me. Terrified. Him. Laughing. Him. Kissing me. Me. Kissing back. Me. Drowning.

Me. Drowning.


Omg guys sorry for the cliffhanger! Actually, not sorry. I am literally trembling right now. This story. Aah. Me. Writing. Me. Freaking out. Me. We got 130 reads! Hehe. Love you guys infinitely!

-Niki