SCARLET
When we weren't at the hospital, Will doing his doctor-y things, me doing my cancer patient-y things, or the trailer, Will always had some sort of crazy idea to spend Saturday's and Sunday's. Of course there were plenty of things Jane, as my doctor, wouldn't permit me to do, but Will always found a loophole.
"There's no way Will, how in the world do you think I can do this?" I laughed nervously with my toes peeking over the ledge, peering down at the refreshing lake water.
I can't believe I let Will talk me into this.
"Scarlet I promise you will be fine, I made sure this would be safe for you." His smooth voice did some good comforting me, but my knuckles still became white as I clenched onto my bright yellow life jacket. I'm sure I was a sight right now, my wild red hair in knots as the wind whipped it around, my long legs and awful colored life jacket covering my red one piece that I haven't worn in ages. I am the skinny that most girls want to be, only as a result of cancer though, taking any pride I could have from my body away.
"Safe because nothing can be done to speed up or slow down my organs aging." I scoffed.
"Hey, look at me," Will's eyes met mine and he turned me effortlessly resting his rough hands on my shoulders, causing me to shiver a bit.
All of his words hit me quick, and before the baby in me could change it's mind, I neared the edge and jumped.
Well, maybe I wouldn't call it jumping. More like, casually falling on purpose and then wailing the entire way down.
As soon as my feet left the edge, my worries flew away with my hair in the wind, and my fears were non existent. For the short moment, I was flying. I felt normal, but the best kind. I felt like one of those beautiful girls that got to do this all the time. I felt healthy again.
It was amazing.
Then, smack.
I hit the water hard. My body plunged underneath the water and I forgot where I was for a moment. My heart raced as I tread underneath the water, fighting my way to the top. I suddenly felt a pair of muscular arms wrap their way around me, yanking me with all of their strength to the roof of the water. I finally found air, and the familiar feeling of the sun hit me right in the eyes.
I turned to see Will, worry washing all over his face.
"My god Scarlet you scared the shit out of me, are you okay?"
I couldn't help it, I burst out laughing like I haven't in forever. My lungs missed the feeling of genuine laughter.
His eyebrows furrowed in confusion before he began to laugh along with me.
Through my watery eyes and serious case of the giggles, I managed to speak.
"That was the most fun I have had in two years."
As we wound back down I realized his right arm still held my waist underneath the water. I looked down and blushed. He noticed to, and casually took it off of my skin taking his time by dragging his hand along my waist. I watched him, and when he was no longer touching me, I could feel my skin cells going wacko and the goose bumps that had appeared had no intentions of calming down.
I slowly neared the shore, unhooked my life jacket and let it slide of my slick shoulders. I felt Will's eyes burn into my skin even when I wasn't facing him. It didn't take a genius to know that if no water was splashing he was only doing one thing, staring.
WILLS POV
I let my eyes trace the outline of her perfect curves, and all the way down her long and sexy legs. I knew it was wrong to steal glances at her body when she wasn't looking, but I couldn't help it. She was incredible. Her legs weren't over tanned and freckly like most girls, but fair and glowing. Her entire appearance fit her. Her natural red hair lay wet and sprawled out around her bare shoulders and her red one piece fit her perfectly. I've never seen a woman wear a one piece the way Scarlet did, it had little straps and dropped into a V-neck across her chest. I usually would see a skimpy little black one but she didn't wear it in a revealing way. Most girls would already show you more than you wanted to see, but Scarlet made you innocently curious to the other enchanting features of her body.
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