With Love, From Me

CHAPTER SEVEN

That moment was one of the many times that I had regretted talking back to my Sender.
"I fucking hate water and heights and you know it you piece of dick skin," I said, my voice trembling as I looked over the edge of the cliff at the waters below.
"Well it was you who said-"
"I KNOW WHAT I FUCKING SAID YOU TWAT!" I screamed at him, officially loosing my cool.
"Oh that hurt," he said with an undertone of sarcasm to his voice, "I was under the impression that I had a dick but if that's how you want to fantasize about it then okay."
I was beginning to really hate this guy again.
"Well yes as a matter of fact that is how I see it you big loose pussy!"
"Oh that's just sexist and offensive to women."
"FUCK YOU!"
"Okay now you're just pissing me off."
I had actually thought I was still standing on the cliff until I hit the water.
He'd pushed me. The bastard had actually pushed me and now he was laughing at me.
I could hear his laughter even though by the laws of logic it should've been impossible but of course he had to break all the rules.
I couldn't tell which way was up at first and it was too dark to see any bubbles going up.
"Oh is the little boy having trouble swimming?"
He was behind me again, whispering those words into my ear as I franticly tried to find my bearings.
I couldn't understand how I could even feel his cold breath on my neck but it made me even colder than the water ever could've.
My vision slowly returned and I turned myself around in the water to face him.
My sight was blurry but I could still see him standing as if we were on land, and as I tried to swim farther away from him he seemed to walk slowly towards me.
Finally my delayed senses of logic told me that if he was standing like that then I must've been right side up and I swam only to find that I was wrong and had actually swam into a rock face first.
The Dooche was standing up side down.
Again his laughter seeped through the water and resided in my head deafening my thoughts.
I swam upwards and finally broke the surface of the lake, coughing up all the water I had swallowed.
I looked up to see him nonchalantly standing on the surface of the lake with his hands behind his back smiling at me.
As I treaded water I turned around to look up the cliff face.
I had fallen a good 50 feet and probably risked my life in the process with a free side of only a minor concussion.
"Oh it looks like ya got a little something on your face there," he said to me and I put my hand instinctually right on the lower half of my face and pulled it away only to find blood, probably from hitting a certain poor rock with my face.
I swam over to the edge of a section f the cliff that led to a trail back up to the parking lot for the cliffs.
I pulled myself up, cursing my Sender for making me go in full clothing.
At least he let me bring some spare clothes.
As soon as I got my feet up on the rock the chilling wind hit me, sending chills throughout my body.