"Come on Lana this can be really fun! I mean you wanna be a Marine Biologist so you at least have to know how it feels to be in the ocean!" My best friend Mariela exclaimed once we boarded the Royal Caribbean cruise ship. I was still on the fence about this idea of coming out to sea. Ever since the Carnival cruise ship that had broke down in the middle of the sea back in spring, I was trying to steer clear of cruise ships.
"I don't know Mariela. I just feel like this isn't the best idea." I replied uneasy as I looked around the cruise ship from my wheelchair. The smell of the ocean was lingering though the air, a smell I would have to get used to for the next couple weeks. Mariela on the other hand had the brightest smile on her face that didn't seem to be fading anytime soon. From her jet back curls bouncing about to the energetic vibe she brings to the room, anyone would enjoy Mariela's pressence.
"And why do you say that?" Mariela questioned, taking a sip of her virgin Margarita, before grabbing a seat beside me on the deck. I motioned to my self, referring to the fact that I have been in a wheelchair for the past ten years. It has stopped me from doing a lot of things normal teenagers are able to do. From getting a car, to having difficulties getting into some places. Ever since the car accident that happened when I was barely twelve years old, a lot hasn't been the easiest to do in the world.
"Come on now Mariela." I began before rolling my eyes. I knew it was no big deal to her being that she wasn't the one who has to spend the rest of her life in a wheelchair. There was absolutely no perks to this, besides getting treated nicely at Disney Land and good parking at the mall. "You really think living in a wheelchair is the dream?" I spat out with rage, glaring at her from the corner of my eyes for how she was acting. When it came to me and my wheelchair, things became a touchy subject to handle.
"Alright I'll admit I was being a bit selfish when I bought the tickets. But Lana, I just really wanted to be able to do something awesome together for the summer. You've been in college back in Rhode Island for the past four years. Let's make this summer amazing!" She cheered throwing her arms into the air, as I managed to show a small smile. I have been pretty boring ever since I went off to college for Marine Biology, and haven't even manage to have a social life ever since high school.
"Alright, alright. I'll try to loosen up and manage to make this a summer to remember." I smiled, as we continued on to the deck, forcing a smile onto my face. I knew this was going to be a long trip until we reached Puerto Rico but I was willing to loosen up for Mariela and try to make this summer amazing.
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"I gotta admit this is the life." I smiled as Mariela and I sat on deck a few days later. The view of the ocean was amazing as we sat in lounge chairs soaking up the sun, sipping on Pinã Colada's from the ships bar. I brushed a strand of my ginger hair out of my face, before adjusting the silver heart shaped sunglasses onto the bridge of my nose. "Why do I have that feeling this is too good to be true?" I questioned, turning towards Mariela who was was smiling helplessly as she stared at her white iPhone 5, brushing off my question.
"Why do you think that babes?" Marie asked with a look of confusion, as she placed her cellphone down before turning to look at me. Even though Mariela and I have had a rather tight friendship for as long as I could remember, there was always somethings I just never felt to comfortable asking her about.
"I mean look around us. Something bad is just willing to come out and happen. I always noticed anytime a good event occurred in my life, that a bad one was right around the corner." I admitted with a look of shame. I felt as if either I was an unlucky girl, or good things just don't happen to good people. Either way I was feeling paranoid ever since wheeled onto this boat. Something about it this just wasn't sitting to wonderful. The entire situation was too much for me to handle.
"Lana you can't let what happened to you ten years ago stop you from living your life." Mariela responded, looking me into the eyes. I shook my head in pure anger, I knew I shouln't have bothered bringing up this to Mariela, not only would she not understand, but she wouldn't know what the hell I was going through to have the slightest knowing of how I felt.
"That's easy for you to say when you're not in a wheelchair, under restriction! You don't know how it feels to be like this Mariela, I didn't choose this life!" I cried out, as sadness washed over me. I was actually wishing I had the ability to walk so that I could just storm away from this situation. I sighed before moving into my wheelchair, and wheeling away, I had enough tanning and Mariela for today. I was feeling as if she was being to niave to understand what I was going through, and taking the entire situation way to lightly for my likings. And she wonders why I choose to not have a social life in college, because if it wasn't people pittying me for being handicap, or someone acting like a jerk, I would have probally attempted to make an effort of making friends.
Later that night, I came back to the deck, with high hopes of finding my heart shaped sunglasses from earlier. I wasn't sure where the hell I had put it, but once I found it on the lounge chair from earlier I smile spread across my face. But It wasn't long before rain began pouring down, and the waves crashed against the boat violently, causing the ship to shake. I looked around the ship helplessly for someone to help me as my heart pounded in my chest.
"Somebody! Please help me!" I cried out in terror, looking around for any sign of someone on the deck to help me but still no sign of hope. I tried clinging onto the railing of the deck, to help me not fall, but with one last shake and I fell over board with nobody to help me in sight.
I tried calling for help one again, but not a single soul heard me. I banged again the ship, but there was no use as I was unable to swim. Once I was underwater, I knew there was no hope of living, but I saw a bright orange plant glistening before my eyes, I tried to grab it, but yelped in pain as the sharp object cut my hand, causing dark red blood to gush from my right hand.
Drowsiness swept over my body, as I felt light headed, and unable to see my surroundings. My eyes began to flutter shut, as the last thing I saw was a bright green fin.
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