I dont know whether i like this story or not, im leaning towards not liking it... but i have to be persistent and finish beacause i have so many stories i havent finished and im putting my foot down! *foot being put down* sorry i havent updated taken in a while but i wll get around to it at some point soon... Anyway, read and reveiw pleeeaase because reveiws are like virtual rainbows which make he world go around :)
When she awoke she was in someone's arms. She looked up hopefully only to find the van man carrying her. She struggled but he just grunted and kept a tight grip on her. They came to a set of doors, and once through them they were in a room with a tiled floor, and light dancing across the walls, a feint scent of chlorine in the air. She knew where she was, and she felt the fear tearing at the pit of her stomach. He had his back to the swimming pool, thank god. He saw Skulduggery being shoved in, and her eyes connected with his, as she tried to convey the extreme terror which was now over powering her body. He looked back with worry etched onto his features. It's okay, I'll get us out of this, he mouthed as Beau came through the door behind him. Charade tried to breathe, tried to calm down, but she couldn't.
"Well, miss beam, a pretty little birdie told me about a certain little fear of yours, involving a large mass of water, and I thought how can I use this information? Well now I know! And since we got you all hot and flustered before, were going to let you cool off and go for a dip. Does that sound good?" Beau was patronising her, mocking her as she fought the fear inside of her. The van man started to turn and walk towards the pool, she started thrashing in his arms, screaming and trying to break free, trying to get away from that water. She heard Skulduggery shouting, and people being punched. Beau was laughing at her terror. She screamed again as she left van mans arms and was flung into the pool. She caught a glimpse of Skulduggery running up behind the van man, but by then the blue had enveloped her, like a watery tomb surrounding her on all sides. Never letting go of her. She panicked and thrashed, and tried to make it to the surface but it was like there was an invisible barrier stopping her from breaking free.
She pounded at the barrier, each punch more frantic and scared. She couldn't break free. The water was consuming her; her lungs were burning from the lack of oxygen. Her punches getting weaker. She knew she would be crying but the water surrounded everything. Her hands pressed against the invisible barrier, as she fought to keep her eyes open. Her hand broke the surface of the water, the barrier had been lifted but it was too late. The darkness enclosed around her. Removing the worry from her brain. She was lost.
