Labyrinth: Into the Malignant Book 2

Catching up

                  

I'm not sure how long it had been. There was no way to know. I had been swimming for my forever. My tail moved on its own, I didn't know anything besides the movement off my tail. It made me feel like a belly dancer as I moved. It was my new rhythm. I'm sure if I were to walk again I would sway more than walk.

I could remember little about what I did before coming here. Faces were blurred, feelings were subsided, and life itself seemed to come to a shady end. I couldn't remember what it was like to walk or speak. I couldn't even remember my own voice. Whenever my eyes would close, all I would feel was loss and emptiness. There was someone who kept popping up in my head, but whoever it was; they were nothing to me now.

I often found myself daydreaming about the unknown. Hopes died as quickly as the current pulled me. The only memories I have are my temptations. It's like they're programmed to haunt you. My first temptation hit me like a brick wall. I was a stupid fool for believing it.

My heart hammered in my chest as I swam. My body ached and my blood pounded through my veins. The tears that fell from my eyes were carried through the current before I was able to understand I was even crying. No matter where I went, I knew my destination was to nowhere. I determined my life was starting to become a Nowhere.

My Intangible's face was fading in my head which made me fret even more. I needed him. He was my support, but no matter what, the current erased every trace.

I needed a break. I needed to sit and think, remember, but there was no stopping. If I stopped, I fear the pain would be much worse than what I was already enduring.

Suddenly, I saw an arm reaching for me. I let out a silent scream and tried to back away, but it snagged onto me and drew me near. I fought as hard as I could, but its rough hold on me never loosened. Another arm snaked out and jerked my chin towards it. I looked up knowing that I had lost and froze. I knew this face. Its harsh look and cocky stance made me blush. I wanted to cry tears of relief from the familiarity of him.

He gave me a drop dead beautiful look and started to pull me with him. His freezing touch made me shiver as he gently pulled me towards a cave. Before we entered, he gave me a smirk that would make the most anti love girls fall to their knees. His had pulled me to him and his head bent down. I lifted my face up and expected a kiss.

My lips hit something hard and I opened my eyes. The boy was gone and its place was a rock cliff. It was shifting and water was being crushed in. I started to get sucked into the rocks. I wanted to panic or scream, but nothing would come out of my mouth. My tail was snatched into the rocks and I grabbed for the edge, but it was only there to crush me further.

A freak current rushed through then from the shifting and spit me out. I was sent tumbling into the abyss again and without a break, was forced to keep swimming. The current slammed into me and washed me along. I could feel the horrible pain in my tail and crushed hand, but I couldn't look. I wanted to stop. I screamed and cried for everything to just stop, but it wouldn't. I was stuck and there was nothing I could do about it.

I closed my eyes to stop myself from dwelling on the past. I continued swimming when suddenly I felt someone watching me. It was innerving, but I had to ignore it. No one was going to be here for me. My movements quickened until I was moving so quickly, that I pulled out the person who decided to follow me. I felt their presence from their powerful wake. I turned and swam towards the rocks. Right before hitting the pull that makes the person meet their demise that sucks them into the rocks, I turned and watched as the girl went flying in.

She screamed and when I saw who it was, I snatched her out. "Why were you following me?" I demanded harshly as the woman who greeting me clung to my frame in complete horror. "Why were you following me?" I screamed because her weight was holding me back. If she were to keep holding on, we would sink and surely die. The woman held onto my arm with one hand, but would not shake the entire contact.