Broken Ties

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I would be lying if I said that I wasn't pissing my pants right now.

My body ached from all the strain I've put myself through. I've been so scared to let go that my knuckles turned white.

And don't turn white!

So far, I've discovered that there were 3 Mako sharks. Small, but dangerous.

I was about to lose my grip, but I desperately held on to the gate. And then suddenly, I fell in again. I didn't know what to do, so I froze in place. My loud crash, caught the attention of one of the sharks. They started swimming towards me, and I very slowly swam towards the gate again. I didn't want to aggravate the creature, so I tried my best to keep calm and make it to the gate again, but it swam faster and faster, until it slammed into my leg.

I was then submerged under water and struggled to resurface as my leg was bleeding. I panicked, so I pushed myself up with my healthy leg and screamed, "If someone doesn't help me now, I swear I will fucken haunt this fucken ass of a prison. How big is this fucken boat if you can fit the whole goddam ocean inside it? Fuck you!"

It was directed to no one in particular, but I was hoping that the Admiral heard me. I also, didn't expect anyone to come, but there he was.

The Damon Salvatore guy was staring at me with a smirk.

"Shit!" He exclaimed and magically opened the gate and held out his hand for me to grab. I swam over, as best as I could. The shark followed me slowly, but my blood probably smelt like a dumpster so he decided not to eat me.

And that's when the creature decided to swim faster, "Hurry up!" The man screamed. My heart skipped a beat in fear, and my body felt like freezing, but I stiffly hurried towards him. I gripped his arm as he pulled me out.

"Moron." He whispered under his breath.

"Excuse you, but-" I couldn't finish my sentence because there was a painful sting in my leg.

I looked down, and saw a huge opening in my leg, blood was oozing out rapidly. It looked like someone had taken a knife and slowly cut me open.

"Come on." I heard a muffled voice say, before I fainted.

Suddenly, I saw a door. It was decorated in Polaroid pictures and stickers. It was my room door back at home. I opened it and was met with a ache in my head. There was his immensely painful light that stared right back at me.

A figure stepped from the light, and when it finally came into view, it was my brother.

"Am I dead?" I asked him. He was quiet at first, until it just became awkward. Suddenly, he hit my head.

"The fuck man?!" I yelled.

"You're not dead," he paused. "Yet."

Everything dissipated into nothing until I was in a field, with nothing but dry grass and dead trees. The world grew silent, and all I heard was the whispers of wind in my ear.