Chapter 2 Beneath the lake

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Sawyers POV

I chased after her to keep her from falling in, but she already jumped in after Chloe before I could even reach her. I merely clutched the railing as I watched the water ripple where she had jumped. I couldn't believe what just happened. Aisha just jumped in the water. I thought she was afraid of the water.

"Oh my god, what just happened?" Brittney asked shocked and confused.

"She just jumped in the water," Garett replied just as shocked as Brittney.

"She's not coming back up," one of the party guests yelled.

"We need to call the sheriff," another party guest suggested.

Suddenly, as I stared at the water ripple, there was this surge in my brain that felt like literal electricity. Everything felt like a haze as one command held control of my brain. Dive after her. Those words were the only thing I could think about as my body suddenly went on autopilot. It was like something took control of my body and there was no fighting it. And so, I backed up to get some momentum before charging forward. "MOVE!!" I yelled as I pushed a few people aside. I stored enough air as I can while I build up enough speed, peeling of my t-shirt. Everyone made way for me and I jumped in after her. I could hear people telling me not to do it, but it was as if someone issued an order that I couldn't refuse. I couldn't stand by and do nothing and somebody who is afraid of the water couldn't possibly knew how to swim. So why in the hell did she jumped after her? Is she stupid?

As I plunged into the water, I could feel the water prickled my skin like electricity, because of how cold the water was. It was like the water has gotten rid of that drive because I felt like I was in control again. My eyes immediately locked on to Aisha struggling with something. I saw a seaweed wrapped around her ankle and she couldn't get free no matter how hard she pulled. It was then I saw her strength starting to falter and her body become limp. I thrashed and swam towards her and wrapped my arms around her, holding her close to my body as I reached for her ankle and grabbed the seaweed. I pulled and pulled but it was like the damn thing was made of steel. All I knew and kept surging through my brain, was that I needed to get Aisha back up to the surface. She doesn't have much time.

I gather enough strength and pulled hard on the seaweed. My eyes began to glow as I became stronger than average humans and I pulled the seaweed from its soil, ripping it of her ankle and started swimming upwards with Aisha in my arms. The surface seemed so far but I wasn't going to give up. I was beginning to feel relieved as I came closer to the surface...until something reached out of nowhere and wrapped itself around my waist and secured me in a powerful hold. I looked down to see a tentacle wrapped around my waist. I traced the tentacle back to a darkness. Some sort of female like creature with glowing eyes coming at me. I stared at it for a few seconds before I growled. My eyes started to glow with a bright searing red color and the creature stopped dead in her tracks as she stared at me. She seemed almost afraid. I pushed Aisha upwards and dug my fingernails into her tentacle. I growled and groaned as I use my werewolf strength to rip myself free from her grasp, ripping her tentacle apart with sheer brute strength. When I was able to pull free from her grasp she cries out as red ink coated the water and disappeared down below.

I turned my attention back to Aisha who was drifting like a leaf in the water. I grabbed her and a few seconds later, I pulled my head out of the water with a loud gasp. I pulled Aisha out, so she could breath, but she wasn't responding.

"Hey, he's alive and he has Aisha with him," a party guest pointed out and everybody came to the end of the boat to see.

"Well, get him a ladder or something!" Brittney yelled.

Once I got on the boat and put her flat on her back and I started searching for any sign of breathing. Unfortunately, she wasn't, and these annoying gawkers aren't helping the situation either.

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