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Ch.15

The water was shockingly cold compared to earlier. Whatever fight Haruhi might have had in her was quickly diminishing. She did not know how to swim. No matter what she did, she could not propel herself in any direction. Hitting her head was already disorienting enough, but then the waves and currents crushed her against the rocky wall and pulled her away. This was same spectacle that she had been admiring earlier. It's funny how some of the most beautiful things are the most deadly. She couldn't tell what was up and what was down. She tried kicking her legs and moving her arms, like she had seen so many other people do, but it didn't work for her. Actually, Haruhi thought she was being dragged deeper. Her cover-up felt like a weighted jacket and there was no way to get out of it.

Shortly after falling in, a pressure began to build in her chest. Her instincts wanted her to breathe, but she knew she couldn't. She tried screaming for help, but there was only the sound of her muffled voice carried away by tiny bubbles. The burning and pressure became unbearable. Panicking, she thrashed as hard as she could with her limbs, but she kept sinking. She had to breathe. Water filled her nose and went down her throat. Whatever bubble of hope she still clung to, burst. Everything began fading to black. Her limbs went numb. Weakness, lack of oxygen, and exhaustion overtook her. The last thing she saw was a dark shape diving into the water far above her.

Mori dove into the water the second they all realized what had happened to Haruhi. The guys had crowded around the ledge to wait for her to resurface, but she didn't. He, besides honey, was probably the only one who could battle those waves and currents. The second he had been submerged, currents and waves tried to drag him towards the wall or down. Luckily, he was a strong enough swimmer to fight them. He spotted Haruhi at least 15 feet below him. She floated like a goddess in the deep blue water, her hair fanned out around her and her face tilted toward the surface, one arm reaching up. Even when drowning, she was beautiful. Ever so slowly, she drifted down. The only things to demonstrate that this was a macabre sight were that no bubbles escaped her mouth or nose and her limbs did not move. Her eyes were wide open, unblinking, scared and a small gash bled on her right temple.

Mori finally got down to her. He wrapped his arm around her waist and tried to carry them both back up, but he couldn't do it. It took a precious second for him to realize that her cover up was dragging them down. The zipper was stuck. He couldn't get it off. He dug his nails into the fabric and pulled. Mori ripped a hole big enough for him to slide her out of. He couldn't help admiring her swim suit. No wonder Haruhi didn't want to be seen in it. She looked amazing. He was easily able to drag her upwards now. The only problem would be what they would do once they got to the surface.

Their heads broke the surface, but Haruhi's lulled sideways.

Mori spoke," Come on Haruhi. Wait just a little but longer."

Waves slapped against them and sprayed them. When Mori looked up, the guys were all staring over the edge looking worried. They were yelling something and pointing behind him. He turned around. A boat with flashing lights was anchored nearby. The two people on it were waving at him. He swam towards them. When they were close enough, a life preserver was thrown into the water. He grabbed on and let them drag both Haruhi and him in. Mori just realized how exhausted he was. Even with his training, this had been taxing. Once at the boat, he saw that the men were paramedics. They lifted Haruhi in first and he climbed in after. She was in good hands. The sky had become dark with thunder clouds and a fierce wind cut them like knives. With a crack of thunder, rain began pouring from the sky. Mori sat down hard on the deck and leaned against the railing. The two men went to work on Haruhi. Her lips were blue and her skin was pale. The cut on her head was still bleeding and she wasn't breathing. Her body was perfectly still and her eyes were wide open.

Mori thought,"Please don't let her be dead."

The paramedics performed CPR. Precious seconds passed by, then minutes. They were ready to give up. Mori crawled over to her and held her hand. She needed someone here who cared.

"Please Haruhi... You need to live. It's not right for you to die now. Don't leave us behind."

He barely knew her, yet he felt like he had known her for years. Tears began rolling down his cheeks, mixing with the sea water on his skin and the rain. Minutes later, The paramedics gave up.

One man closed her eyes for her and the other man looked at his watch," Time of death...,"

Mori pushed him out of the way and took over.

"Buddy, she's dead. Let her go."

"Shut the hell up!"

He tried CPR. He wasn't sure what he was doing, but he wanted to do something to save her. Part of his brain told him that he had done enough, but the other part said he hadn't done nearly enough. He wasn't bringing her home in a body bag. Ranka would never forgive them if she died. Mori wouldn't even be able to look at Ranka. He pressed his mouth against hers and breathed. He partially thought about how his lips had made contact with hers. The guys would be so jealous. He laughed but it came out bitterly. He tried again. This time something happened. To everyone's surprise, Haruhi's eyes snapped open. She shot up and vomited, mostly water. She gasped for air and coughed. Immediately, the paramedics went into action. Mori thought he heard a quiet,"Well i'll be damned." Haruhi was crying. More water drained from her mouth and the coughing and gasping didn't stop. Just as she had woken up, she passed out again... But she was alive.

Sorry if I get some od the descriptions wrong. I have never drowned before. Thanks for reading. Please review, follow and favorite.