The Lost Come Home

Chapter 11

Day's POV:

Eden and I run down the sand and race through the water. We are acting like little kids but it doesn't matter we are happy so people can judge all they want. I turn around and look up at June. She is coming towards the water tentatively. She looks like she doesn't know what to do with her hands, like she is on the verge of covering her scars. But her scars are what share what she has been through. I see the one on her side from Kaede's cerated knife, it is one of the more visible ones. Noticing my eyes she runs a bit to get into the water. I hope she actually plans to have fun today and not just get exercise. She is about waist deep in the water while all four of us are out standing on our toes trying not to be swallowed by the waves.

"Come on June!" I yell getting her to come forward. Just then a wave crashes on us and we get submerged under the water. Normally my leg doesn't drag me down but for some reason it did.

June's POV:

They all went under and slowly they came back up but Day didn't . I dive beneath the surface and swim like my life depends on it. It kind of does, if he died I would break inside because I could barely endure the ten years of waiting with the chance of him coming back. Still swimming I see him through the salty water, he is trying to use his arms to get him to the surface but I can tell his leg is giving him some trouble. I swim to him and wrap my arms around him and kicked us up to the surface. Everyone looked very worried when we broke the surface. I hold onto Day until I am sure he can swim on his own then I start to tread water.

Eden is the first to speak, "Are you guys all right, one second we were being hit by a wave and when we came back up June was gone."

"I'm fine, I'll just be right back." I reply turning my back to them, I start to swim my feelings out. I swim and swim. When I turn around I am about 400 meters away from the group and they are all watching me. I get out of the water and walk back to them taking longer than I should, I am no in the mood to face them. Day gets out of the water and jogs over to me.

He starts to soothe me and wipe the tears from my face, I never realized were running down my face.

"I'm ok," I sigh hoping he will believe my sorry attempt at a lie.

"No you're not. Come on." He takes my hand and leads me over to my bag and grabs two towels. We walk up a small dune and he lays out the towels we sit down and I lay my head on his chest while we watch the water.

I let my mind wander back to everything that happened when we were 15. Him saving my life, me in the skiz fight, almost killing Anden, me getting sick, and us going to the Colonies. But my mind doesn't stay on the good side of things. Now I see the images that I never wanted to return, Thomas killing Day's mom and when he broke me and left me crying in my apartment.