Loving you was a miracle (not a mistake) godric and Eric LS

Down goes the ship

Rosa's POV A few hours later

I woke up to feeling cold. Really really cold. I shivered as I woke up. Why was it so cold and why wasn't my blanket keeping me warm? I scrunched my nose. I tried to fight waking up. I didn't want to wake up. But it was getting so cold that my whole body was shivering from how cold it was. I slowly woke up to my teeth chattering. It was freezing, and I didn't like it. I was used to Eric's and Godric's cold body's. But not this. Not this cold. I slowly opened my eyes. And what surprised me was all the water that was surrounding me. Oh my god! What's happening?! I tried to get out of the bed. Only to find out that my tail had formed. Oh dear, oh dear. My heart was pounding against my chest. Fear ran through my body like a giant wave. Hopefully Eric and godric can feel it too. Please. I need help, someone help me.

I swam around, panicking. I swam over to the window. I hosted myself up. I saw boats. A lot of boats. "Lizzie!", I yelled for her. I couldn't see her. I couldn't. I could feel tears welling up in my eyes. "Lizzie!", I yelled again. "Rosa!", I heard her voice. I looked around until I found her. She was in one of the boats. She was waving her hand around. "Rosa!", she yelled my name. I could see her trying to get out of the boat and swim to me. But the people inside of it wouldn't let her.

The boat was going down. With me in it. I let out a sob. "Lizzie!", I yelled her name. I was scared. I was so scared. I wanted Eric and Godric. I want them to come and rescue me. I swam back towards the door. I tried to open it, but it wouldn't open. It was jammed. And there were bars on the windows. I was trapped. I was trapped. I could feel the tears rolling down my cheeks. I was trapped. I let out another sob and another one after that. I was scared. I wanted to go home. I wanted mommy Isobel. I wanted Eric. I wanted godric. I even wanted Stan. I just wanted to go home.

Please.

The room started to fill with more and more water. It was freezing. Normally my tank was filled with warm water. I wasn't used to all this cold water. I swam around in a panic. I was trapped in my own room. I sobbed again and again. I couldn't get out. I banged on the door. Please. Anyone, anybody. Please, help me. Please. I don't want to be here forever. I want to go home. I want to be with my family. Please.

Someone help me.

Elizabeth's POV

Oh my god! Rosa. No matter how hard I tried. I couldn't get out of this damn boat. No one would let me. I needed to get back to her. She's in there all alone. No way out. "Please! You have to let me out! My sister, she's in there! Please!", I pleaded. Tears welled up in my eyes. The people around me just shook their heads and looked at me sympathetically. "I'm sorry dear, but there's no way back. She's gone", an elderly lady said. I shook my head. I knew she could survive. I knew she could. She just needs help getting out of the room.

I sobbed as the hands kept me from jumping into the cold icy water. I can't go back without her. I can't go back without Rosa. Please. Someone help her. She must be so scared. She doesn't know what to do. She's only a little girl! Please! Someone help her!

Rosa's POV

I looked around, under all this water. I could breathe perfectly. Seeing as I'm half mermaid. But how am I going to get out of here? I just wanted to go home. I wanted to be in their arms. I want this to be just a nightmare. A very very bad nightmare. I was trying to find a way out of here. I was too big to get through the bars on the window. And the door was still jammed. Until it wasn't. I titled my head to the side. What the? I shrugged. It's a way out. I swam out of the room and into the hallway. It was filled with water. Everything was ruined. I started to swim out of the hallway area. And into the dining room.

I could the boat going down. It was hard to swim around. Chairs and tables were going down sideways. I tried to dodge everything that was falling past me. But I wasn't quick enough. I felt something big hit my small body. I gasped. I felt water fill my mouth. I spit most of it out. But whatever was pinning me to the ground was so heavy that I couldn't get it off of me. I struggled and fought. But nothing I did could get it off of me. I yelled and screamed. But no one could hear me. I was afraid and scared. Was this how I was going to die? With how much this thing was crushing me? It would only take so long until it crushed my insides. I could barely breathe with how heavy it was. And I was afraid and scared, no, I was petrified. Again And again, I tried to get the heavy thing off of me.

I'm pretty sure it was a table or something. It was too heavy for my tiny arms to push off. I couldn't get out, I couldn't pull myself out. I could feel my eyes watering again. I saw my tears wash away with the water. I wasn't ready to die. I wasn't ready. I didn't want to die. I didn't want to die. I haven't lived, I haven't lived my life to the fullest. I didn't want to die. But with every aching moment, the lack of air was crushing my lungs. My eye sight was getting hazier and hazier. Black spots took over my sight. I wasn't ready. I wasn't ready to go yet. Not yet. Someone help me, anybody. Please. I was too young to die.

Eric.

Godric.

Please. 

Help me.

I'm not ready to die.

Pull me out.

Please.

The black spots took over my eye sight and the darkness engulfed me.

I wasn't ready.

I didn't want to die.

Please.