Rivalry of the Century ~ Ayrton Senna Love Story

Revival

Third Person POV

"XUXA! GET HELP!!! XUX-" Isabelle's scream was cut off by another crashing wave that took her under again.

Xuxa was watching from the safety of the shore, after trying to find Isabelle so she could warn her to stay away from Ayrton. It was all too good to be true finding Isabelle struggling to swim with only Xuxa around, she could finally get rid of the one thing stopping Ayrton from loving her. So instead of getting help, she stood and watched as Isabelle's head stayed under the water. It was until she heard someone coming near and she started acting out hysterically crying.

"Where is she? Xuxa! Where the fuck is she!" He gripped her arms tightly, shaking her with fear and anger swirling in his eyes.

"Someone help her, she just went under, I don't know what happened!" She sobbed uncontrollably, but anyone that payed attention would see there were no tears in her eyes.

Without a moments hesitation he jumped into the water, fighting through the wars to get to Isabelle. Taking on last breath he dived under and began searching the depths for her, seeing a misty haze of a woman he propelled forward. Using every last ounce of his strength he pushed forward to grab her and hoisted them both to the surface. Just as they broke through another wave was coming down and with the added weight he couldn't keep them afloat. This time Xuxa did move forward and threw a rope in the water, calling for the others to come help her bring them to safety. Upon hearing the cries for help the other two came running to get Isabelle back to safety too.

"What happened? Where is she?" Vivianne cried out, clutching her brothers arm.

"She was fine one moment and the next she was underwater, he jumped in after her and I didn't know what to do. Now they're both trapped in the waves!"

The siblings went into action mode and created a floatation device, attaching it to the rope that Xuxa had stupidly thrown. They watched as his head came back above water along with Isabelle's and grabbed hold of the flotation device where the three on the shore pulled them to safety. When they were pulled ashore the first thing he did was put Isabelle on the beach, the next second he was starting cpr. He wasn't able to find a pulse so he started compressions, looking down at her pale body there was nothing but fear in his heart.

"Ayrton let Leo do it, you need to rest." Xuxa tries to say, but Ayrton pays no mind to her, his only focus was Isabelle. When he didn't make a sound and only continued to push on her chest, Xuxa became more irritable.

"Come on Ayrton! I want to get something to eat with you, let's go." She tried to grab his arm to drag him away, but he turns and pushes her.

"Get the fuck off me! I know what you did and I'll deal with you later, but right now I need to save her."

Ayrton turns back to the woman he loved and looked down at her purple lips, bringing his own to push air into her lungs. After pulling away he continues pressing on her chest, alternating between pushing air through her mouth and pressing down on her heart. He was pressing so hard he thought her ribs would break underneath his hands, but all he needed was for her to take another breath.

"Come on meu amor, wake up. Please come back to me." Ayrton begged over and over again, tears began to flow hot down his face.

Xuxa's face grew hot with anger after hearing him call Isabelle 'my love', she was blinded by rage but was held back by Leo from grabbing Ayrton again. Everyone stood behind, watching and waiting...hoping that she would breathe again.

 They didn't know how long it was before Isabelle finally started coughing up water, gasping for air. As she took air into her lungs the water kept coming so she turned to her side. Vivianne began to sob in relief into Leo's side, who was just as emotional at the sight of his best friend breathing again. The only person who wasn't happy about the predicament was Xuxa, who could do nothing but watch as everyone became relieved. The biggest reaction was from Ayrton. When Isabelle stopped coughing up water, he grabbed her and held her in his arms tightly, afraid that if he let go she would disappear. She was still pale and cold, her lips tinged blue and that concerned him.