Bridge Over Troubled Water

Meant to Live

Meant to Live- Switchfoot

Meredith's POV:

Pain.

Pain was the first thing I felt.

Oh gosh, it hurt so bad.

It seemed as if my back was run over by a truck, then had a million pins and needles poking out of it, followed by the sensation of an anvil being dropped onto my chest.

For the next ten seconds, the only thing I could focus on was how bad the pain was.

Cold.

Coldness was the second thing I felt.

Oh gosh, it was so cold.

I didn't even have words in my vocabulary to describe how cold it felt.

The coldness started at my bare skin and then crept under my clothes, spreading across my already pale skin.

Cold even started to seep into my shoes, soaking my socks and numbing my toes.

The coldness started to numb the pain.

Or was that the shock?

Once I had some room to focus now that the pain was being concealed, I started to flail my arms and legs to get me to the surface. I had this strange feeling in the pit of my stomach, like when you're trying to swim and want to put your feet down onto a solid surface, but the water is so deep, and there's nothing there.

I took a large breath when I finally surfaced the water. Okay, at least I was able to do that. If I could do that once, I most certainly could do it again and make it over to the dock. I started treading over to the dock, even if it was a bit slow since I wasn't a great swimmer. I was starting to think that this whole swimming thing was pretty easy. I mean, sure what I was doing didn't constitute as swimming, but at least I was making forward progress.

Okay, I must have jinxed myself or something because as soon as I was getting comfortable in the water, a wave started coming at me. It wasn't a big wave, but it was big enough that I knew I was in for some trouble.

The wave came to me with full force sending me into one of the dock's posts.

Pain.

My head.

My head hurt so bad.

It felt like someone rammed a hammer into my head.

I could almost guarantee I had some sort of head would if not any sort of brain damage.

Well, I guess if I was trying to diagnose myself with a head injury, I obviously didn't have any deficits in my knowledge.

My consciousness started to waver as the extent of my head injury started to take effect. I knew that there was no way I could go unconscious right now because if I did, no one would find me. I had to make it a little further until I would be safe.

This was good. I was thinking clearly and I was putting up a good fight. The whack on the head had given me an adrenaline boost that was much needed. Whenever I did get out the water I knew I would need serious medical attention. In my luck, my boyfriend was one of the best neurosurgeons in the country and he wouldn't allow anything to happen to me.

Derek was who I needed now. I just want that one person who can rescue me and that one person who needs me. Who can't live without me. I need my hero. I need my 'knight in shining whatever. 

A/N: I decided to go with Meredith's POV here and I think you can see why. I'm getting kind of annoyed because Wattpad keeps glitching or crashing. Is this happening to anyone else? I can't wait for you guys to read next chapter because I found a cool way to organize it. Next chapter is the last one before Mer and Der's storylines are joined together!

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