The shark changes direction and slowly follows Louis, staying behind him but for some reason not attacking. I hesitantly slide in again, trying to swim to shore, but realize more of my blood is leaking into the water. The shark turns in my direction before getting confused. It swims out and away before coming back, slowly. I swim to shore and feel something bite me... In the stomach. I freeze, glancing down to see a second shark. I scream and it pulls me under, letting me go after a while. I swim back up and pull myself back onto shore, trying to even my breathing, my ribs hurting.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
Anxiety takes over and I keep my eyes closed, and stay calm, my clothes drenched in my own blood. He takes off and I want to say I don't want him to go, and that I need someone. I decide otherwise and I do as he says, finding it harder to breathe with each breath.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I find someone and ask them to call the cops, directing them to the spot where Sam is. After the call, I run back to Sam and take her hand, "It's okay, Sam. You'll be fine. They're coming. Just hold on for me, okay?"
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I don't say anything in response, not finding the words to say. I find the waves soothing...but then feel the sticky-ness on my clothes. I wince and shift where I lie, sighing.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!