His hiraeth, my 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒃𝒐𝒘

Mini us

I laid on the big donut on the pool as the sun shone on my face. I smiled as I sipped onto my cocktail and let my body catch it's tan. I felt cold splashes of water on my body and I pulled down my sunglasses "what do you want?" I hissed at the guy in front of me. I was sitting at my best friend Dahlia's pool as the summer of 2017 began. "Nothing you want to go upstairs?" He flirted his way to me and I tried swimming away in my donut. "No" I said and turned around while moving to the other corner. I placed the drink onto the pool side and push myself with my feet towards the centre of the pool. I giggled at the cold splashes on me and looked up at the sky. Before I could admire the colours and shape of the cloud I felt my breath lock and drown under water. I barely had any swimming lessons. All I knew was to stay on a floaty if I want to bathe in the sun or stay on the less deeper side of the water. I sucked in my breath as large amounts of water made it's way in my lungs. I cried out loud and pulled myself upwards. I closed my eyes and raised my hands upwards. I felt a hand on my head as it pushed me down deeper and my legs got weak every time I tried fighting. Before anymore struggle I was pulled out the water and my vision started coming back as well as my breath. "What the fuck?" I heard Dahlia scream as she pushed the guy off of me. "HE ALMOST KILLED ME" I screamed as I moved forward holding onto Dahlia and he smirked "Who the fuck do you think you are?" He kept a mischievous smirk and I felt my left hand meet his right cheek. "How dare you?" He said through gritted teeth and I moved closer to him. "Get out before you lose some bones" I said as Dahlia pulled me back "Who even is he?" I cried out as I wiped my face and got mad "My brothers fucking friend, get out" she screamed at him and looked back at me. "Let's get you dry and grab lunch" she said as we made our way out the pool. My heart was still beating in my throat due to the trauma that was taken lightly. I didn't give it much thought but all I could think about was my airways blocked. "Strawberries?" Dahlia asked and I nodded looking at my sweaty palms. "I'm just going to run to the washroom" I said and I ran upstairs to the washroom. I stared at myself in the mirror and splashed my face with water. I took deep breaths and counted to three. I let my fathers voice play in my head as I counted. "Count to three and tell yourself you're okay Delilah"
"1...2...3" I opened my eyes and turned around wiping my face with the towel. I unlocked to the door and couldn't open it. Maybe it's jammed. I tried tugging harder onto it as it opened the on the outside and anything could be against it. I breathed in as I tried knocking on the door loudly. I looked around the small washroom that was smallest room in the house. It had a sink opposite it and a seat the other side "no no no" I said to myself as I moved back and screamed out "DAHLIA" I screamed as I felt my breath getting caught up in my throat. I tried breathing and calming myself only to find myself shaking. I trembled and felt weak as my vision started getting blurry. "DAHLIA" I screamed as I banged on the door.
"Delilah?" I heard an unfamiliar voice outside and asked for help
"That's what you get for slapping me" I heard him talk and I felt anger rush in me
"OPEN THE DOOR YOU DOUCHEBAG" I screamed and I heard him laugh on the other side
"Keep begging baby" he said as I kicked and banged on the door. I tried searching for my phone but I must've left it downstairs.  "I can't breathe" I whispered as I kneeled down and let the cold floor hit my face.
I felt my head get heavy as I got up to cold droplets on my face. I felt my hands sweat and body tremble. "Delilah?"
"Dahlia?" I questioned and looked at the blurry figure
"I'm here baby" I felt strong hands wrap around my fingers
"Huh?" I said as I tried figuring out the person in front of me
"I'm so sorry I'm here" his voice was muffled and I tried making up the structure of his face and felt his warm lips on my finger tips.
"Ian" I whispered and he nodded
"I'm so sorry"
"Where is Dahlia? When did you come here?"
"Dahlia?" He questioned
"There is no Dahlia, it's just me. Ian" he said and I moved my head on his lap as he stroked my hair
"What happened?" I asked still confused
"You had a panic attack"
"You had a panic attack, you passed out. You have a minor cut due to the fall on the marble. I bandaged it, it didn't need any stitches" Dahlia spoke at the back of my head
"Babe" I felt Ian shake my hand and I looked up at him
"Where did you go?"
"I'll tell you everything once you get better. But for now we need to leave. We have to head home" he said and I nodded
"It's a long drive let's leave" I whispered as I shifted to the other side
"No Delilah we are not going back to New York. We are going home" he said in a serious tone and I stared at him.