Without a Pod [#underthesea2016]

Chapter 8 part 2

     "Oceana!" Coral exclaimed shaking my sleeping body. A look of relief graced her defined features as I opened my drowsy eyes. "You kept thrashing in your sleep. Atlas was worried." She said, trying to use her brother as a scapegoat. I didn't buy it, nor did I call her out on it. She was allowed to have emotion from time to time I suppose. Perhaps we could make amends and be friends. No. That would never work.

     "Thank you, Coral," I nodded to show thanks, "I appreciate it."

     "It was a one time thing. I don't really care for you; I just was sick of your thrashing about and Atlas was worried." She said without a hint of feeling. Maybe, just maybe, Coral was't an emotionless shell of hatred, but I doubt it. 

     "Oceana," a deep voice said, " we have seaweed for you." It was Reef. I do believe Atlas insisted on it. Oh well. I ate the seaweed gratefully. It wasn't the best and had some oils on it but it wasn't awful.

      My fins became sore even though we'd just begun swimming. There was little conversation for the next hour until I decided to bring up my dream.

     "You guys haven't seen any suspicious silloettes, have you?" I asked cautiously. Everyone shook their heads except for Atlas.

     "Well," he began but was cut off by the cloud of red blood consuming us.

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Well uh two short chapters in the same day. I am so sorry that I haven't updated since April. Please please please forgive me. I keep thinking its only been like two weeks and then a month has gone by...

Anyways I am really sorry for how fucking slow I am. This is draft one of the entire book. I'm estimating there will be about 3 drafts. Each being longer and more detailed than its predacessor. I am working on a teen fiction that will be completed by the time I even publish the first chapter (I'm on chapter 2).

Thanks for being patient.

-Hannah