Dunked (Short Story)

One

"As usual, I have the same warning." Yawned Damon Winston as he reached for his glasses. "Don't go too deep. You won't come back."

" Yeah,yeah. Okay, man." Maurice Sanders rolled his eyes.

" I'm being serious. I don't want... " He paused, looking out the window." Be safe." He muttered.

" I will, now don't cry. I'm not dead yet, Damon." Maurice chuckled.

" That's not funny." He ran a hand through his raven black hair. His sharp caramel eyes were focused on his friend's lazy lime ones.

" Damon, I'll be fine, okay? I've done this a million times." He exasperated.

Damon guiltily eyed Maurice, contemplating on whether or not he should reveal the full truth.

" Maury... Maurice, I have something really important to tell you." He blurted.

" Go ahead." He nodded.

" I need to tell you that-" he was cut off by an alarm on Maurice's phone.

" You can tell me when I get back." The diver said, standing up excitedly.

" Okay." The disappointed man sighed.

Maurice hurriedly changed into his gear and made it to the docks. After greeting his team, they sailed off.