Dimelo Papi | Zabdiel De Jesus

Chapter 89: Olas Traicioneras

Camila

"¡Zabdiel!" I scream for what seems like the millionth time.

I am screaming and crying, my anxiety is only getting worse by the second. The waves are making everything worse, they are incredibly strong and I can't see anything of how high they are.

All of the sudden the waves begin to smash extremely hard against me and I'm struggling to breathe from all the water. How can I save Zabdiel if I can't even save myself?

Zabdiel

As I'm laying down next to Camila while holding one of her hands she falls asleep. She looks so cute that I'm not even going to try to wake her up. We had to get up early this morning so she must be tired.

I gently put her hand down and go near the water. I think about jumping in but I want to go in without Camila. I'll just go get us some drinks. Hopefully when I come back she will be awake.

We left our phones at the hotel since we decided we shouldn't be on our phones our first day here, we only brought a few things with us. I grab my wallet and walk to the bar. I didn't want to leave her alone but she'll be alright, I'll be back in a moment.

"Oye usted es Zabdiel de Jesús." The bartender says excitedly.

"Sí ese soy yo." I chuckle.

"Muchas felicidades en todo el éxito de CNCO." He congratulates me.

"Muchas gracias, señor." I smile.

"¿Que se le ofrece?" He asks me. "¿Usted ya tiene los dieciocho años, cierto?"

"Sí, necesita ver mi I.D?" I ask him.

"No es necesario, te creo." He says.

"Dos mojitos, uno pa' mi y uno pa' mi novia." I say.

"Claro que sí. Eso será todo para usted?" He asks.

"Por ahorita si." I reply.

"Si cambias tu opinión habrá un mesero yendo a donde estas para si quieres más." He says.

I pay with my debit card and wait for the drinks. Once the drinks are prepared a waiter walks with me with a tray where Camila and I are at.

I immediately notice that Camila isn't here. I ignore the strange sensation I'm feeling. Where could she be? Where did she go? Maybe she got in the water, that's the only conclusion I can come up with. I look around the ocean and Camila is no where to be found.

"Dame un segundo." I say to the waiter and walk closer to the ocean water to see if I can see Camila.

Thank god the waves aren't as strong as they were so I can spot her easily, if she's there. If she's not here then I'll have to go look for her which still worries me.

No...

Dios no me hagas esto...

"Sí hay olas traicioneras pero no pasa nada." Le dije.

My heart drops at what I'm seeing. Camila is floating in the water unconscious.

No, Dios mío. ¿Porque mi Camila?

"No!" I scream at the top of my lungs.

"Por favor, llámale a una ambulancia!" I say to the waiter and he runs off.

I can't leave Camila like this so I jump in the water desperately trying to save her. I can't lose her, oh god no. I swim as fast as I can until I reach her.

"No, esto no puede estar pasando!" I cry as she's in my arms.

I'm weak, seeing Camila like this is making it hard for me to swim with her to where we were at. I hold her unconscious body in my arms and begin to swim.

When I'm near the area that we were in, two people jump in the water to help me.

"Dámela." A guy says while reaching out his arms.

I can barely manage to speak. "No, Camila se tiene que quedar conmigo." I don't even know what's going on in my head at this point.

"Esto es una emergencia, no tenemos tiempo!" He says and I eventually hand her over to them.

How could this happen? Todo esto es mi culpa!

"Por favor sálvame a mi Camila, por favor sálvamela!" I beg the man once we're on land.

He nods and proceeds to pushing hard and fast on Camila's chest and doing all kinds of CPR procedures.

"No está funcionando hijo de tu puta madre! Si no la salvas te juro que te vas a arrepentir!" I yell in between sobs to the man that's performing the CPR. Estoy tan desesperado para que salven a Camila que ni se lo que estoy diciendo.

Before I know it, I feel more than two people holding me back and trying to control me. They're saying things but I'm blocking them out, I can only focus on Camila and her well being.

"¿Que le está pasando?" One person asks the other referring to me.

"Entró en un estado de pánico." The other person replies. ¿Como no voy a entrar en pánico?

I'm aware that I'm not in my best state right now but I don't fucking care. I wouldn't even wish this pain I'm feeling on anyone.

"¡La muchacha ya está respirando!" The man announces and I let out a deep breath.

Cuando veo que Camila está recuperando consciencia, siento esperanza. Gracias a Dios.

When I walk closer to her, she's coughing up a lot water. It kills me to see her like this.

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