By Duzzie
Word Count: 100
Overboard
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He was washed overboard before there was any time to think. No time to talk or cry or scream. No time for anything, not even goodbye.
The water was dark and cold. Her embrace crushed into him with such force that all the air in his lungs was pushed out. She gave him no mercy, and once again he felt the awkward sting of betrayal.
A form suddenly descended upon him and grabbed hold of his vest. The winds hissed and stabbed at them, but they made it aboard the ship again, secure.
"You stupid idiot!" I'm glad you're safe.