Sea of Love

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
I’ve got to get out of these clothes-fast.

Submitted: September 03, 2013

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“I’ve got to get out of these clothes-fast.” I closed my eyes and pinched the bridge of my nose. He was one hundred percent right. There was no way he would be able to make it back up to surface even with his rather strong swimming ability. 

“Okay, Jeremy. Calm down. Just breath.” I said, my mind and body having gone into auto pilot. I was no longer a viewer in this situation, I treated it as if I was the one down at the bottom of the lake staring death in its dauntingly grim face. 

“If I was any more calm I would be dead, and I’ll have you know that if you don’t think of something quickly I won’t have many more breaths to take.” He said sharply. 

“Sh! I’m trying! Your voice is distracting my thinking!” I shot back. He really didn’t deserve that, but I really was trying! I needed to get him out of there! He’s the most accurate thief I’ve had on my team for years. 

“Six minutes.” He said rather frantically. He was too afraid to finish not that he needed to, we basically always knew what the other was thinking. A million different escape plans raced through my head on top speed, but none of them seemed to be accurate for the situation that we were presently in. 

“Stel, just go. It can’t take them longer than a half hour to find us, and from then we’re screwed. If you don’t leave now, the entire team will be captured.” He said softly. His attempts to disguise the fear from his voice were fruitless, and either way I would never leave him. I took a deep breath.

“I’m going in.” 

“Stella, no!” He cried.

“Save your breath, you aren’t going to change my mind.”

While still speaking I removed my jacket and pants, grabbing a wetsuit off the far wall of the boat. I pulled the clinging fabric up my legs and zipped up the back. 

“Stella!” Lily shouted from the technician room. She raced through the door leaving it open, her blond hair floating behind her somehow remaining graceful. 

“Good luck.” She smiled sadly and handed me my helmet and oxygen tank. 

“Okay, so you have twenty six minutes of oxygen left, no more. Stel, if you don’t come up in twenty minutes max, we will have to leave you.” She said somberly. 

“Lils, you know I have to do this.” Even if she wasn’t telling me to stay I knew that she was thinking it. I turned around and headed for the door.

“No you don’t.” She whispered quietly, but just loud enough for me to hear. I stopped mid-walk. 

“Nobody is a too much of a burden Lily. And, nobody gets-”

“-left behind. I know, I know.” She finished exasperatedly. I have given this speech at least two dozen times before. 

“How much time does he have left?” I inquired monotonously. 

“Four and a half minutes. Stop trying to hide it, this could very possibly be the last time your ever see him and if you don’t tell him now, then you will regret it for the rest of your life.” She was always smarter than I.

“Don’t worry. If something bad happens, I promise to say ‘hi’ to mom for you.” With that I flung myself through the doorframe and off the side of the boat. All too suddenly my body made contact with the freezing water, feeling like a thousand needles were piercing my skin simultaneously. My lungs seized up as I entered the new environment and my arms and legs hung numbly. Luckily, I was used to this, and I swam through the pain and feeling of immobilization. 

“Jerry, I’m coming after you.” I said through my chattering teeth. Even though my wetsuit was rather thick, it felt as if it was barely protecting my body from the chill. His laugh was nervous and pained, but still musical. “Hold on.”


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