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Lily pov

I cant swim.

Don't say your surprised, i'm not.

Unfortunately in between cheating, being abusive and getting divorced your parents don't have time to drop you off at Tiny Tots at 7pm at the YMCA!

Quite unfortunate.

Of course, only I would have self pity while dying.

I try the fight to the surface, but the water flowed all around me. This was be a really stupid, stupid way to go.

All my jokes fail as I genuinely realize I can't climb to the surface. Panic sweeps through me, and in an involuntary sob escapes pooling my lungs with water.

I try to cough it out, arms flailing as more water escapes into my lungs.

My tears mix with the chlorine, my eyes burning as I can only think of one person: Roman.

God, if i'd knew I was going die, I would have kissed him one last time, told him I forgive him, made sure he
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