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Chapter 4: Swim Deep and Breathe

Sabrina's POV

Three days had passed and there was still no sign of Wendell, the Pied Piper, or Charming. Snow had temporarily moved into our house like Granny had asked her and slept on a blow up mattress in Red's additional room. It had been a bit of a burden to all of us. Snow had been in a weepy state and constantly needed to cling to someone. Unfortunately, she mostly chose me.

"W-why would someone take my Billy away?" she asked me one afternoon, mascara and eyeliner smeared onto hundreds of tissues and her cheeks. "I-I mean, who d-doesn't know the problems we've had? W-we're finally t-together and this happens!" She began to wail again while I fought the urge to bang my head on the table. Puck was sitting on the counter in the kitchen smirking. I glared daggers at him which only seemed to enlarge his amusement.

"We'll find him soon, Snow. I swear," I promised although I didn't sound too enthusiastic about it. It's not that I didn't want to because Snow's happiness was important to Daphne and I and we had been learning to deal with his giant ego.

"Thank you . . . waaaaah!" I sighed and patted Snow's back in a comforting way.

"Sabrina! Can you do us a favor?" Daphne asked pounding down the stairs with Red. "Please? Please? Please?"

"We'll never ask anything from you again," Red said.

"Can you tell me what it is first?" I asked as Snow blew her nose again. It was unlike her to do this. I hoped Charming really appreciated the woman he had.

"There's this party at the pool that Melanie's hosting and Red and I really want to go and Mom and Dad said we could but they couldn't take us and we need someone to come with us so would you please go because Melanie's the most popular girl in the sixth grade so please, oh, please it will really help my social status." I blinked trying to comprehend everything my sister just said.

"Um, repeat the question?" I asked.

"Daphne wants you to take us to a pool party," Red said, simplifying it. Red was good for Daphne translations.

"Yes," I said all too eagerly. Snow hadn't noticed at all and continued to blow her nose and cling to my arm.

"I guess I'll go too," Puck said hopping off the counter.

"No. Snow will need someone to cry on and since I won't be here, you can substitute." I slipped out of Snow's grip and then quickly pushed Puck over to her. She latched on to his arm and wiped her nose.

"Isn't it awful?" she asked him. "Billy's gone." Puck gave me a murderous glare while I smiled in triumph.

"Have fun."

I skipped up the stairs with Daphne and Red who were ecstatic to go get their bathing suits. I wasn't much in the mood for swimming but I dug through my clothes and found my one piece bathing suit with a sunset aurora pattern on it. I didn't own a bikini nor did I plan to own one. I changed into it and as soon as I did, Daphne came in with Red. They were both wearing . . . oh, what do you call them? They weren't exactly bikinis but they were two pieces. I remember! Takinis.

"Are you ready?" Daphne asked as I pulled a shirt over my swim suit.

"I still have to find the sunscreen, get some towels, and find us a ride there," I said. Red held up two beach bags.

"I already packed it. Daphne and I are sharing a bag. This is yours." Red handed me my bag and raised my eyebrows, surprised one of them thought of it through the excitement.

"Thanks. Let me just find some pants." I looked through my dresser really quick and found a pair of navy blue shorts and I threw them on before Daphne went ballistic.

"Do you think Snow could drive us?" Daphne asked. I raised an eyebrow as I pulled flip flops out from our closet.

"Are you serious? She would probably get us into an accident," I said.

"Couldn't we just ask Relda?" Red asked. Granny's driving was still . . . off and the local pool Swineheart and Boarman had built was not exactly in walking distance either.

"Sure! I don't have a problem with it." Daphne darted out calling for Granny while I hoisted my bag strap up on my shoulder. There were still a few scratches left from when Puck had dropped me and the back part of my hair was still slightly shaded darker, but you could barely even notice that.

"I guess Granny's driving us," I murmured to myself. Red and I declined down the stairs where Snow was still crying at the table and Puck was still fuming over the fact she hadn't let him go. Daphne was hopping from foot to foot talking to Granny.

". . . happy to drive," Granny was saying. Daphne pumped her fist into the air and jumped.

"I can't wait to hang with Melanie. She's so gravy. Seriously! I can't believe she invited us!" Daphne continued her rant in which I wasn't listening. Something about a box, water, and magic trick which didn't add up to me but I guess it's my own fault for not listening.

"Sabrina, since your chaperoning Red and Daphne, I think it would be best if Puck went with you. Just in case," Granny told me. I groaned and nearly rammed my head into the wall.

"Did you hear that, Grimm? I get to be your babysitter again," Puck teased.

"As far as I can see, Snow's not letting you go anytime soon so I don't how that's going to work out for you." Puck's grin fell and he looked down at Snow. "Bye-bye!"

I walked out the door and got into Granny's new car (the old one fell apart), sitting in the passenger seat. Ha ha, luck prevails for me. I checked through the bag Red packed for me. There was a towel, sunscreen SPF 50, my iPod, cell phone, and an extra change of clothes. Wow, she was good. I would have to thank her. I pulled my iPod out and started listening to 'Save the World' by Swedish House Mafia. I thought they were pretty cool. Of course, my happiness had to be ruin when Puck came out free of Snow with Daphne and Red chatting behind him.

"What are you doing here?" I snapped when he entered the car. Again, that stupid smirk appeared on his face.

"Relda took care of everything. Don't look so mad, Grimm. You're in the presence of royalty after all."

Yeah, I thought. King Jackass.

"Alright, lieblings. Now I'm ready to go," Granny said coming into the driver seat.

"Does he really have to come?" I asked jabbing my thumb in the direction of Puck, using a somewhat whiny voice.

"It would make all us adults feel better," Granny said, turning on the ignition. I groaned, crossed my arms, and looked out the window so I wouldn't see Puck's stupid, stupid smirk. I swear, he did all he could to piss me off in any way he could. Why me?

When we arrived at the pool, there were tons of cars and I could hear music coming from inside the gate. The vibration of what I assumed to be stereos was so hard I could feel it when I stepped out. I grabbed my bag and started towards the gate latch to enter.

"I'll be back in three hours!" Granny called to us before she drove away. Daphne waved and ran past me at top speed pulling Red along.

"Try not to drown, Grimm," Puck said coming up beside me.

"Drop dead," I growled through gritted teeth.

"I'm serious. You could be in the shallow end and accomplish it."

"And if that happens it'll be most likely because you're pushing my head underwater since you would do that kind of sick thing." I pushed the gate open and was surprised by the number of people there and their age ranger. I was mostly expecting the entire sixth grade class plus a few fifth and seventh graders but I saw people in my class, seniors, adults, and a few Everafters.

"Is the entire town here?" Puck said looking just as stunned as me.

"Almost looks like it."

"Sabrina!" Melanie came running up to me all wet and her dark glossy hair sticking to her cheeks. "Thanks for letting Daphne come. I really wanted her to."

"No problem. Hey, how many people are here?" I asked peering around. Melanie thought for a moment counting on her fingers and mumbling stuff.

"I think about eighty people."

"Eighty people?" I said surprised.

"I invited only ten people originally but my parents and Violet insisted more and then they ended up inviting their friends." I scrunched my nose at the name, 'Violet'. "That reminds me." Melanie poked a finger at Puck's chest. "Violet's looking for you. She heard you were coming. You may want to go see her." Puck shuttered.

"I'm good." Melanie shrugged and then was whisked away by three other girls her age, talking about chicken fights.

"How can someone so nice be related to Violet?" I wondered aloud.

"She's looking for me. That almost sounds creepy," Puck said.

Violet Aberdeen, Puck's stalker and the other reason I had anger issues. Violet (or 'Vi' as she tells everyone to call her) was the stereotypical popular, pretty, and vicious type of girl. I was guessing she was the entire eleventh grade and a few upperclassmen were here. In my opinion, the girl had quite a few obsessive issues with Puck but that was only me. She used to have night black hair like Melanie but because she heard a rumor Puck liked blonde hair, she dyed it a tacky Barbie blonde that looked beyond unnatural and wore blue and green contacts, trying to figure out which eye color he liked better. She had natural almond eyes but for whatever reason, she resented them.

Violet was also pure evil. She bullied everyone (except for Puck obviously) and would trash them on any social website she had an account on. Twitter, Facebook, even MySpace (but who goes there anymore?). She hated me for the fact that she knew Puck and I lived in the same house which was a stupid reason in my opinion. Puck was kind of scared of her for the fact she acted like a stalker and had her plastic smile on her face like freaking Chucky.

"Not necessarily but when it's Violet, yes, that is very creepy," I said, fanning myself from the heat. I was tempted to go swimming but I didn't really want to get wet.

"Why does she stalk me when there are literally twenty five other boys in our grade?"

"Because you're good looking," I said in a 'duh' voice. Puck went unusually quiet so I turned and looked at him. He had that stupid grin on his face. "What?"

"You just said I was good looking." I face palmed although I was slightly red. I did, didn't I?

"That's not from my perspective," I said rolling my eyes.

"You can't deny it, Grimm. You think that I am good looking."

"No, I don't! God, you're head is too big for your own good."

"But you admit to saying it. Right?"

"Yeah . . ."

"Then you think I'm good looking! Haha!" I huffed irritably and then spotted from across the pool, long fake blonde hair.

"Hey! Violet!" I called, waving my hands. Puck's laughing stopped instantly and he gripped my shoulder.

"What the hell are you doing?!" he hissed.

"You see, Puck, there's this thing called karma. I believe karma is getting you back for making fun of me."

"Robin! OMG!" Violet said excitedly running over to us. Puck's fake human name was Robin so that's what everyone called him outside of the Everafters and my family. "I thought you would never show!"

"I didn't know you were going to be here," he muttered under his breath. I was snickering the entire time.

"Did you bring your bathing suit?" Violet asked clinging to Puck's arm.

"I wasn't planning on getting in the water. I only came so I could keep a close eye on Grimm," he said pointing to me. Violet looked like she was about to drown me as opposed to the acquisition made against Puck earlier.

"She's a big girl. She can take care of herself," Violet snarled with a violent look on her face. She returned smiling brightly moments later at Puck.

"Her grandmother asked me if I could watch her. She's quite accident prone, you know."

"That's only because you cause half of those accidents!" I retorted.

"Well, if she has to come, I want to show you something." Violet completely linked arms with Puck and started dragging him along to behind the pool. I only followed because he had grabbed my wrist and made me come. Out back, there was a glass case, big enough for a person of a little over six feet to stand in and have the top of their heads touch.

"You, like, know how much my little sister is into magic tricks, right?" Violet asked Puck. He shrugged. "This guy is supposed to come, lock himself in, and get out in under a minute. It sounds stupid but that's the main event." Violet rolled her eyes like she couldn't believe Melanie. "You can climb in if you want."

"Grimm wants to," Puck said, pointing to me. I looked back at the case. There were locks at the top that were unlatched at the moment and a hose nozzle inside, waiting to fill it up with water.

"That doesn't look safe unless you're a professional," I said.

"Don't be a chicken," Violet taunted. "I did it a billion times before the party and so did Melanie." I crossed my arms and shook my head.

"That's okay," Puck told me. "Females can only do so much." He knew that would get me wound up.

A few months ago we had a fight over which sex was a dominant. At first, it was me explaining how they were both equal but over time, I was subjected to girl power. It was one of the many things Puck made me go insane over. I went over to the side where a ladder was and climbed up, opening the heavy top. Without hesitation I dropped down and landed on my feet. The lid shut and I flinched at the sound. It didn't lock though but I wouldn't be able to get out by myself without tipping the case over.

"I'll go get us some sodas," Violet said turning, not even noticing that I had climbed into the case. Her voice was muffled and hard to make out but I understood. I rapped against the glass with my knuckles.

"Can you get me out now?"

"I don't know. I think I like watching you stuck in there," Puck said.

"Puck, that's not funny. Get me out of here."

"Nope." He turned and ignored me. There was suddenly a trickling noise from the bottom of the case. A small stream of water started dripping down from the hose nozzle which made me worry a bit.

"The water's starting to turn on. Please be serious," I said. I don't know if Puck was ignoring me or if he couldn't hear me. The glass was pretty thick. "Puck! I'm being serious here!" The water rapidly changed and started filling up the tank to maximum speed. In only a few moments, my feet were underwater. I started banging on the glass.

"Puck! Help me! Please!" I started pounding on the glass.

"Don't act so desperate Grimm. I'll get you out of there as soon as I get some food. I'll be right back." He didn't even turn around to look at me.

"No! Don't!" It was too late. Puck had sprinted off and no else was there to see me. I started kicking the glass, possibly shattering it or making enough commotion that someone would notice. The water was almost to my knees, also filling the rest of the tank as it went. I started to panic and screamed for help.

"Someone! Anyone! Get me out! Please help me!" Over the music, there was no way anyone would hear me. I started jumping up to possibly push open the lid but it wouldn't budge as if it had magically locked when I wasn't looking.

I took off my shirt, thankful to have worn is and to have a bathing suit underneath it. I ripped off a strip from the hem and tried to stuff it up the nozzle. The water was coming too fast for me to do anything. I really tried jamming it in there but it was no use. When I stood again, the water was to my calves. This was bad. Was else could I do?

I started ramming into the front of the tank, trying to knock it over so the glass would shatter and I would be free. Unfortunately, the tank stood its ground and wouldn't move and inch. I screamed in frustration and tried making noise again. My bag and cell phone were sitting right in front of me which both could've been useful right then. The water was a little past my waist and I really started to panic. It would be to my neck in no time and it didn't look like Puck or Violet was coming back any time soon and I highly doubted Daphne and Red would mystically decide to leave the party, came back here, and find me. I should've never come. I . . .

I remembered the death threat. First was me. Was this it? Was this the plan to get me killed? To have me drown? What if they were successful? Would Puck leave Daphne's side and would she have a fate like mine? He shouldn't have left to begin with and he should've turned around. Why didn't he take me seriously? If I died, it was his fault.

I jumped again and pushed the lid of the tank as hard as I could but still nothing happened. I grabbed my soaked shirt, took a big gulp of air, and went under water to the nozzle. There had to be a way to stop it. I tore off another piece and shoved it with all my might but with the same results. I went back up for air but dove back just as fast. I took the entire shirt and wrapped it around the nozzle opening, barely having a result. It seemed to be the only thing I could do. I popped back up, the water to my ribcage. Puck still wasn't back yet and no one had driven by to see. I was alone, about to drown, with no source of rescue. How heroic?

"Someone?! Can you hear me? I need help!"

I beat the crap out of the glass. I was surprised there were no shatter marks afterwards. I tried making it fall over again but it became hard once the water reached my neck. By then, I could float a little so I was able to reach the top a little better. Even so, I had the same results. If I could, I would've burst into flames. I was so glad that I could float in this water. If I hadn't been able to, I would've been underwater with no air. That sick panicky feeling hadn't left my stomach but crawled up to my neck making feel something that I had never before.

The water was closing in on me and reached my chin. I would probably only have a minute before the entire tank was filled with water. I tried to calm my breathing and gave the lid a few more pushes with all my might. Completely locked. Yes, I had definitely concluded that this was the work of the caller and he started marking Grimms off his hit list, me being the first to go.

As I took my last gulp of air and the water going past my nose and eyes all I thought was, You may have gotten me but you will not get my sister.

MWAHAHAHAHAHA! Cliffhanger! Or at least I think it kinda is. I normally hate cliffhangers but I have school tomorrow so I can't stay up writing a twenty page chapter. Anyway, I kinda was shooting for getting ten reviews because I do this weird thing where if I see a story doesn't have a lot of reviews and it's been up for a week or so, I won't read it. I don't mean to and occasionally do differently. Ahem, sorry I kind of ramble. Please R&R and if I get ten reviews, I'll post the next chapter tomorrow. *brofist*