The Swimmers - COMPLETED

Twelve.

After Liam left and i finished crying, I went straight to The California News Studio ready to confront Alexia once and for all. 

I stormed on her set and found her drinking water with her feet up. 

"Amethyst, what are you doing here?" She asked me.

"We know what your doing." I said. "About Elizabeth, that's how you knew who bailed me." 

"Took you long enough to figure it out." She laughed. "How did you think i knew everything you asked of me?" 

"I never really thought about it, i just thought you were reliable." I told her. 

"Think again." She drank another sip of water. "It's eat or be eaten." 

She paused, "You have happened to be eaten." 

I turned around and saw the cameraman pointing his camera at us. I knew what he was doing.

"Alexia, but why?" I asked.

"Survival of the fittest, that's the way i was raised." She circled around me. 

"Me too, that's why i'm the fittest." I joked. "But right now, i win." 

She looked at me, confused and i pointed to the camera. "Eat or be eaten." I said.

It felt good exposing someone who tried really hard to ruin me, but instead to ruin herself. 

With 3 days away from the huge olympic race, i couldn't focus, i couldn't even swim without stressing out about the race. 

The next day 

"Amethyst, get out of the pool." My trainer instructed. 

I stopped kicking, "Why?" I asked.

He rubbed his temples in frustration, "Your not doing good at all, how do you expect to win the spot on the Olympics?" 

I stepped out and wrapped myself in my towel, "I have no idea, I can't even focus correctly."

My trainer paced back and forth, "Exactly, it would be a miracle if you won." 

I sighed, "I'll try to make it work." 

"You better, don't be wasting my time." He told me. "Get back in the pool."