Timm's POV
I kept swimming and swimming going deeper and deeper into the water to catch the girl, slowly drifting away from me. I was running out of oxygen but I didn't care. I just wanted to be with her even if I was dead.
I finally reach her and I immediately grab her arm and pull her up trying to reach the surface before it was too late.
I reached the top and gasped for air. I pull her up and head to shore, laying her down on the sand. I call for an ambulance and start waiting. I check my phone. It's perfectly normal, just a little wet. There was a buzz in Micky's bag. I open it and see Micky's phone. Seven texts and three call from Alyssa. Now's the third. I answer it.
"Micky?"
"No. It's Timm."
"Timm? Why isn't she answering her phone?"
"Shit's happened."
"What? You never curse. What's wrong? It must've really bad if you are the one cursing."
The ambulance arrives and takes us to the hospital.
"Just go to the hospital down the street."
"The one near the bridge near school?"
"Yes."
"I'm on my way."
She ends the call and I put the phone down. I just stare at the unconscious girl who was on the ambulance bed.
How could this happen?
Why would this happen?
This is all my fault.
We arrive at the hospital and walk inside. On the way, I find Alyssa, sitting on a chair near the entrance.
"Alyssa."
"Timm. What happened? It's 8:30 and you're soaking wet." Oh yah. I'm soaking wet. Riiiiight.
"We fell off of a bridge."
"What?!"
"We were riding a carriage then the horses were getting out of control then the driver fell off then Micky tried to get a grip on the ropes which controlled the horses. We were heading towards the bridge when she fell and I jumped off to catch her."
"Is she gonna be alright?"
"I'm not so sure. All we can do now is wait."
A doctor approaches us.
"I suppose you're the one who jumped off the bridge with the girl."
"Yes." That's what he knows me for. Great.
"The girl will be fine. It's just that there was too much water intake, causing her to faint. She will just need some rest."
"Alright. Thank you, doctor."
"May I get your names?"
"Oh. Timm Jackman and Mickaela Jennes."
"Thank you."
"What room is she in?"
"Floor 13, room 7"
"Thank you so much"
He walks away and Alyssa and I head to Micky's room. We walk inside and see her on the bed, staring at us.
"Hey, Timm. Hey, Alyssa."
"I'll just leave you two alone." Alyssa said
"Thanks."
She leaves and I sit on the edge of the bed.
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My Stupid Little Life
Teen FictionThis is the story of a girl named Mickaella Jennes. Her mom is dead, her dad abuses her and her one and only best friend has become a jerk. She has two wonderful older siblings but other than that, her good grades and average looks, her life is horr...
