Love After Tragedy (Part 1/?): Tragedy?

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Leo

The boat lurches dangerously as the ocean waves thrash us about, causing me to feel sick to my stomach.

Is this it?

Could this be the end?

I'm only 16, I can't die yet!

My best friend since 4 years old, Noah, is on this boat too, and I swear to god if anything happens to him it'll kill me.

We're the youngest people on this boat, both 16 years old, and we're also the only boys, so we're quite outnumbered.

My Mum is also on the boat, and I suddenly get a sickening thought of something happening to her.

I need her. I need Noah. We can't die.

We can't!

The thunder crashes down, shaking the boat even more violently. I fall over, desperately clinging to the Mast.

"Noah! Mum!" I manage to scream, the air getting caught in my lungs.

Ican'tbreathecan'tbreathecan'tbreathe.

Noah stumbles over, his face pale. He collapses to his knees infront of me, wrapping me tightly in one arm as he clings to the Mast with the other. I wrap my free arm back around him, struggling for air. He too gasps as we cling tightly to each other like this could be our last time ever holding one another.

We sob, and shake, and scream, and gasp, and I have no idea what reaction we're having, but whatever it is, we've both experienced it before.

Thunder violently crashes down yet again as the waves continue to thrash us about dangerously.

I can just about hear multiple other screams over mine and Noah's.

I will not let go of him.

"N-Noah, I... I-I called for my Mum, but... b-but s-she's not... h-here!" I tremble, shuddering through desperate sobs.

"I... can't... find... m-my... M-Mum... either...!" he screams, and I can feel him shaking vigorously in my arms.

I'd comfort him if I could, but that's impossible when I'm freaking out just as much.

Oh god.

Oh god.

I-I can't... breathe...

"N... Noah... breathe... I... I-I've g-got you...!" I choke.

I can't... breathe...

I try desperately to scream for my Mum again, but I can't, and every time I try to draw in a breath or let one out, the air gets stuck in my throat.

At that moment, two voices scream: "Leo! Noah!".

Mine and Noah's Mum's.

They run over to us, falling down infront of us as the boat jerks.

"Hey, h-hey, Leo, it's o-okay!" Mum cries shakily.

Ican'tbreathecan'tbreathecan'tbreathe.

"Noah, h-honey, o-oh god, breathe! I-In, out, in, o-out...!" Noah's Mum trembles.

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"Noah! Noah!" A scream rips from my throat as tears spill out of my wild eyes.

"Noah!" his Mum sobs.

I... can't... breathe...

CPR! I know CPR!

I cling on to one last bit of hope as I desperately try to save Noah.

Images of dragging him unconscious out of the ocean and onto the beach, with his shoulder length hair sticking to his face, flash through my mind as I sob, and sob, and sob.

Don't die! Don't die! Please!

One minute... two minutes...three... four... nothing.

I hear people screaming his name, terrified of losing a child.

No... no, please...!

"I love you!" I finally scream.

Shock.

Noah doesn't hear, not even breathing, but everyone else does.

I don't care.

"Noah! Noah, please! I... I-I love you! Please! Wake up!" I scream.

"L-Leo...?" Mum looks at me, wide eyed.

I ignore her. That doesn't matter right now.

"Noah!" I scream and sob, shaking.

He sits bolt upright, choking and spluttering.

"Noah!" Another scream tears from my throat as I fly into him, wrapping my arms around him and pulling him into a desperate hug as everyone else falls to their knees with relief and the area is filled with the sound of sobs. He sinks into my arms, clinging to me and sobbing hard.

"Noah... I-I love you...!" I sob.

His head shoots up as he stares at me, wide eyed and mouth ajar.

I keep my eyes locked on his, trembling and my eyes filled with tears.

"I... I..." his voice breaks and he leans forward, pressing his lips to mine in a perfect kiss, and somehow, I can finally breathe again.

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