A bunch of random stories.

Liquid

I feel woozy. It's probably the alcohol, but at least I'm somewhere I enjoy. I normally never drink this much, but I had to rid of the pain in my heart somehow. Betrayal. Cheat. The words circle around in my liquid brain, causing tears to sting my eyes. Heartbreak. Pain. More words that cause my heartstrings to feel as if their snapping like twigs. Like I said, at least I'm somewhere I enjoy. The water on the shore splooshes itself over my petite toes, making the sand moist between them. What a disgusting feeling, I thought. Sand anywhere is just an uncomfortable feeling. In my drunken state, however, I didn't care, I actually enjoyed the calming feeling. The waves pushed more water around my ankles as I slowly step into the sea, the cold of it causing me to shiver.  I wrap my arms around myself and step deeper, the water rising to my calves now, in the sheer night, the water was colder than usual. It wasn't that cold, however. The buzzing in my head seemed to warm me up. Heartbreak. Cheat. The words tug at my chest again, causing it to hurt. I stepped again, and again until the cool deep blue swirled around my knobby knees.  I bend down, letting my long brunette hair touch the waves that seemed to reach for the sky. My hair dampened, darkening in color and becoming soft to the touch.  Heartbreak. Pain. My chest continued to thump with the beating of my aching heart. Ten seconds pass as I stood, taking a few more steps to allow the water to rise to my waist. Feeling how delightfully cold and inviting this water was. I'd always loved swimming, in fact, I was captain of my swim team at Allerdale High School. The feeling of the cold dampness around my limbs as I clawed through the waves to make it to the other side of the pool, it made me feel alive, whenever I felt so dead.  I take one more big step before diving in under the water.  I was so thoroughly drunk that going into the sea in the middle of the winter seemed like the only thing that would stop the nauseating spinning and my inevitable descent into a blackout.  Once the frigid waters enveloped me I felt free, almost as if I were to be flying through the air. I resurfaced soon, allowing my body to breathe in the oxygen it so greedily demanded. But as I drew in a breath, I felt my liquid courage drain, I was sobering up. I'd have to go get another drink soon. The breath exhaled itself from my lungs just as the wave crashed upon my head, pushing me under. At first, I thought nothing of it if anything I didn't mind being underwater again. It was when I attempted to resurface that the panicking began to happen.  My feet slid from the rocks they gripped upon, I kicked them, sending a major pain through my legs as my bony foot hit the solid, sharp rock. I let out a scream, bubbles escaping from my mouth. I continued flailed my limbs around, hitting my other foot off several more rocks. If I hadn't been underwater, tears would have been floating steadily from my eyes. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't seem to resurface.  I reached my left arm up toward the moon that became distorted with each movement. I was glancing upward, nothing breathing, my lungs felt as if they were bursting, I'd read something on drowning before, I was drowning, and I knew it. 87 seconds is normally the amount of time it would take for the human body to take a breath underwater forcibly. For swimmers, it was probably about 120 seconds. I didn't know, all I knew is that I still had time left. I tried forcing my weak limbs into flailing movements, most of the liquor had gone now, and I could tell I was freezing, my limbs were weak from the frosty temperature.   I couldn't move anymore, I was too frozen. From both fear, and physically from the frigid waters. Finally, my time was up and.. I gasped for the oxygen that my body hastily demanded. Even though it was not available to my lungs. I felt the water go through my nose and mouth, down into my lungs that burned like hell. Betrayal. Cheat. The words were back again, swiveling around in a desperate attempt to keep me alive. Heartbreak. Pain.  I was dying now, and I knew it.  My chest burned from the water filling my frantic lungs with liquid. It was then, that everything went black.