Jumping in to the water, Travis easily reached Taylors lifeless body and flung her over so she was on her back before hooking her under the arms and dragging her to the side of the pool, he lifted her from the water and as he did a guard reached down to take her tiny body from him
"Get your fuckin hands off of her!" growled Travis as he pushed himself from the pool and lowered his ear to her lips, listening for breath... Nothing.
"Ay Dios! Ay Dios!" Ana repeated over and over "está muerta?! Por favor dios, por favor no!"
"Stop fuckin rambling and get something to cover her up, something to keep her warm!" As Travis began CPR Ana ran into the house and 3 of Alejandro guards lurked in the back ground, guilt written all over their faces
"Come on Tay, come on baby girl, just breathe for me, please" Travis blew a breath into her mouth as he continued pressing and releasing her chest "I'm so sorry Taylor, I'm so fuckin sorry, I shouldn't have left you, I shouldn't have gone"
" Mr. Swift is en route, ETA 10-15 minutes" said a guard to no one in particular, relaying information but aware that at that particular moment no one could hear anything but the sound of Travis performing CPR and begging the girl to survive, willing her with his words to pull through this and he would do anything and everything she wanted, he would leave, go back to Canada if thats what made her happy anything just as long as she didn't die
"Please don't die" he begged "Please, I don't even know you yet!"
"Travis..." Ana placed a thick blanket on the ground next to Taylor "Travis she's blue!"
"Do you think I can't see that?! Where the fuck is the ambulance?! Please tell me someone had enough sense to call them without having to be told to"
" I called them"Said Ana whilst laying her hand on Travis' shoulder "She's going to be okay"
"Is she?! Look at her Ana, fuckin just look at her!!!"
Taylors long hair was wrapped over her face, her skin pale, her lips blue. "Come on Taylor please... FUCKIN PLEASE!!!"
"Travis the ambulance is here"
"Thank fuck!" two paramedics rushed around the side of the house with a guerny, the female immediately dropped to ground whilst the male held back, ready to address Travis but he had been in this situation many times before "Erm... Taylor Swift, 18 years old, probable drowning, she's consumed 2 bottles of wine that we know of, I have been administering first aid for probably 15-20 minutes"
" Okay, we'll take over from here sir" said the red headed male paramedic as his female counterpart took over CPR "Who's her next of kin?"
"Her dad is on his way"
"How long was she under?"
"I don't know, I was out, I came home and found her"
"Okay, she's in good hands" the paramedic dropped down to Taylors side and Travis was suddenly aware of how wet and cold he was.
Running his fingers through his hair he looked to Taylor, her body bouncing slightly as the paramedics pressed hard and then released her chest, the female breathing into her mouth then returning to her chest over and over
"I should have been here" he said to Ana
"Trav..."
"And where the fuck is Alejandro he swore to me that he would be home tonight, he and these losers would look after her for one night, ONE FUCKIN NIGHT!" Travis screamed as he tried to grab at the burly guard but Ana grabbed his shoulders
"This isn't the time Travis "
"If anything happens to her I'm coming for you, every single one of you!!" the sound of Taylor coughing and spewing up water caused everyone to spin in her direction
"Thankyou God!" cried Ana, clutching her hands together "Thank you God"
"Taylor?!" Travis was down by her side in seconds but she just looked at him with a dazed look on her face "Taylor thank God"
"We need to get her to the hospital, if you could ask her father to meet us there?"
"I will. Taylor are you OK? Please, we were so scared" but her eyes dropped shut as she lay silent and still on the ground
"She's exhausted, I think she will be okay but we need to get her checked over just incase"
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"Dad?" Travis tried his hardest to keep his voice strong, his father was getting older, he worried but he knew his son and no matter how he tried to hide it from him, his dad always saw his truth
"What is it Trav? What's going on? Is it the girl?"
"She tried to kill herself tonight. I wasn't here, I left her alone"
"Where did you go?"
"Dinner" the word hung in the air with a noose around its neck, Travis' guilt at the fact wrapping itself around his own throat "I wanted to dig a little deeper so I took a member of the staff to dinner, it was a female and when I came back..."
"Were the two events connected do you think?"
"I don't know, she... She says things and does things, I don't know if she means them or if it's to make me uncomfortable or whether it's just to mess with me"
"Romantic, sexual things?"
"Yes"
"Is she okay?"
"Oh dad of course she's not okay, none of this is okay. This is a fucking disaster zone. She's 18 years old and so fuckin desperate for death, I don't know how to protect her from herself. I can fight the bad guys when they are living, breathing flesh and blood but when they are memories and torment??? I don't know how to fight that"
"Travis listen to me, she's probably scared, scarred, she's probably searching for some safety... Can you be that for her?"
"I don't know, I just..."
"Is it platonic? Your relationship?"
"Yes! Of course I would never..."
"No, you wouldn't but your heart... What does it say?"
"It says run for your fuckin life"
