Submerged

Prologue  

I smile up at my beautiful mother with her long almost so long its unbelievable black hair, her perfect skin and gourgeous green eyes. We walk hand and hand down the beach watching the sun set. She finally stopped and turned to face the water "Isn't it beautiful" she asks I nod I cant speak I feel like Im dreaming, I look up at my mother and in a blink of an eye her small soft smile changes to a straight line. She kneels down in front of me and say "Go behind the big rock, do not talk, scream or come out until I say" she says "But mo- "Go" she irrupts pointing to the rock I decide not to argue and walk to the rock. 

I peek out and a see a man with jet black hair, heartless gray eyes and pale skin emerge from the water completely dry "Well, well, well, if it isn't Cynthia on the shore but I believe she's missing a puzzle piece who is it again oh yes Daphne" he says in a voice cold as stone "Im sorry but Daphne is not with me" she says simply but he grabs he by the arm and pulls her to the water "Where is she?" he asks again lowering my mother onto her stomach, but she shakes her head. Anger fills his eyes and he puts his hand on my mothers hair and shoves her face into the water and holds it there. 

I keep counting how long he stands there with her head under the water 40 41 42 43 44 45 46. 60 61 62 63 64 65 66 67 68. I get to 600 (10 minutes) before he finally releases her and dives into the water himself, leaving my mothers lifeless body in the water. 

I stood in that same spot for 3 hours before someone found me and dragged me out from behind the rock the women asked me what I was waiting for, if I lost and what I was starring at and I said "I waiting for my mother to tell me to move. Im not lost and Im starring at my mothers body" I was seven years old at that time when I witnessed my mothers death. I know all never be the same again, I will never be truly happy, I will never let anyone touch me again and I will always be terrified of the man that killed my mother. 

As the women pulls me away and I watch my mothers body be put into a body bag a thought crosses my mind. My mother was Submerged without a fight and she's always been a fighter. 

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This is my first story on wattled :))) I hope you like it. 

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