Someone had pushed me. Someone had pushed me. Someone was trying to kill me. The last thing I heard before I hit the cold, dark water was the sound of gleeful squealing and cheering, as someone at the tables won big.
Chapter 1-Reed's POV
As I plunged into the deep, freezing waters of the Caribbean, I gasped at what felt like a thousand sharp knives stabbing into every inch of my skin. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't think, at least, I couldn't think about anything but the pain. The water enveloped me. I felt it flood around me, inside me, I felt like I was drowning inside, my lungs on fire.
I tried to ignore the pain, just concentrating on trying to surface. Come on Reed, swim, you're nearly there. I could see the sky, as I swam closer and closer. I was just about to break the water's surface, when I felt a sharp object cut into my skin. The pain was excruciating, I had never felt anything like it before. The harsh, salty waters quickly dissolved into the wound, making it unbearable to ignore. I let out a deafening scream when I came above the waters. No, Reed. What are you doing? Save your energy for swimming. But I couldn't stop. It was too painful.
After what seemed like half an hour of screaming, my voice finally gave way. I was getting used to the pain now, so I started treading, looking around to find the shore. As I turned, something caught around my ankle, pulling me back under the waters. I didn't have enough energy to swim anymore, so I let myself sink. As I sank down, I thought of my life, of my future. I wanted to graduate from Easton Academy, I wanted to go to a good university, I wanted to start a family and have children with the person I loved. As I sank deeper, my thoughts grew darker. I thought about all the people that had died because of me, all the pain that I had caused among the closest of friends. Images of Thomas, Cheyenne, Noelle, Josh, Kiran and Taylor played endlessly in my mind. I was being tortured, and I could do nothing about it. Maybe it was time to give up, I'd been fighting for my life long enough, I knew I was going to die tonight, so I might as well spend the last few moments thinking of the people closest to me. I was ready, I was ready to join the dead, I was sure of it, so I let the ocean take me. I felt content, knowing I was putting a stop to all the danger that I had caused. Darkness fell upon me. I took one last look at this Earth, and the life I was leaving behind. And I smiled.
I'm coming Thomas, I'm coming.
