How it Came to be

Chapter 6

"Wow, I can't wait to jump in that cool water".

The day was hot. The water seemed cool, and refreshing. The moment we got there, I waisted no time and went to the dressing rooms.

"Hay Marcy wanna come with, I need to change into my bathing suit".
"Sure I'll go in a sec. I just need to drink some water".
"Ok then. Meet ya there".

I left to the dressing rooms and left Marcy and Doug alone.

"Ok then Doug, here's the deal. You don't break Daysia's heart, you got that"?
"What will you do if I do"?
"You don't want to know".

"Marcy, hurry"!
"I'm going"!

"Why you take so much time"?
"Just dealing with some probs".
"What kind"?
"I'm sorry, there personal".
"O...ok".
"Come on, I want to go diving in the pool".
"Let's go then".

Once I got in, and felt the cold water rushing from the bottom of my feet to the top of my head, I was no longer there. I was in my own world. It felt as if I were in heaven. When smaller, I used to go swimming everyday during summer. I loved it so much, though when the things got tough, it was no help at all.

"Baby, what are you doing all the way over her"?

I was in the deepest side of the pool, snugged in a little corner.

"Nothing, just remembering my childhood".

I hear Marcy yelling in my direction, just when Doug was about to give me a kiss.

"Hay Daysia wanna race. The last person to get to the other side of the pool gets to buy the other a drink".
"Sure thing, let's do this thing".

I tried hard to win, at the end, as always I did.

"Hay, Marcy, I am gonna go to the restroom. Be right back".

This might get a little inappropriate for those young readers. Read at your own risk.

SLAPPP!!!!
"Looking good Marcy, nice ass".
"What the fuck Doug"!
He trapped Marcy in a corner out of the pool.
"Let me go Doug, or should I say dog"!
"As I had said before, your spicy. I like spicy".
"Doug, let me go or I won't respond".
"What are you going to do, sweetheart". He said, as he leaned in headed for Marcy's neck.
"This you...you". She quickly threw her foot aiming In between his legs.

Doug was on the floor, and Marcy was storming out.

"Marcy wait"! I yelled, but she didn't turn. She just headed strait for her car, not even bothering to change back into her shirt and jeans.