Sea of Secrets

Chapter 2: You're Not In Heaven. Promise.

Air.

Wait, air?

I'm breathing. My lungs have oxygen. How am I not dead? Wait, am I dead? Is this heaven?

"Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, did I really just do this, oh my gosh."

If this is heaven, was that God?

...

Why is God mumbling?

"I mean I wasn't thinking, right? I couldn't just let her die! Oh my gosh, holy carp, how could I do this?"

Well he's not cursing, that's for sure.

More thoughts run through my mind as "God" continues to mumble, when suddenly a cough escapes me. My chest aches as I cough, water leaving my mouth as I try not to drown again. My eye lids shoot right open as I cough, and I look around. Multiple lights are on the ceiling, but they're all soft, not even close to painfully bright.

Also the ceiling is purple and rock like, like we're in a cave. Am I in a cave?

Definitely not in heaven.

As my coughing slows down and I can finally breath again, my senses come to and I realize my clothes are still rather wet. As well as my hair. So I haven't been passed out for long. Wait, so I didn't die? How?

"I-I'm..." I croak out, still looking around, trying to gather my surroundings. Okay, so I'm not dead, but I'm soaking wet, and I'm lying down on like a bed or something and-

OH MY GOSH WHO ARE YOU?!

While I'd like to pretend that my thought process wasn't that easily interrupted, it was. Why? Because currently a man's face is just, floating over mine. Aka, he's standing over me.

As my panic subsides I slowly begin to study his features. A nice soft round face. Somewhat pale with cute light brown freckles all over his face. He has very fluffy light brown hair, slightly long on top and curled just barely. With it he had cute round glasses that somewhat remind me of Harry Potter, except they don't have a rim of any kind. It's like two glass circles that are held together by a thin golden wire. And behind the glass are two impossibly bright blue eyes, that same baby blue I saw before. But it couldn't have been his eyes. It was a lot bigger then that.

"Thank goodness you're awake!" he says with possibly the most adorable and relieved smile I think I have ever seen. His face suddenly disappears, so I take that as my signal to sit up. I try, but God is my body aching. It takes me maybe a minute, but at last I'm sitting up, and I don't even get a chance to examine the room around because mystery man is already talking again.

"Gosh, I was so worried you were dead! Or that I did it wrong and that I failed at saving you. I mean, I've only ever had books as reference in my defense, but still!" he rambles on, pacing just a step back and forth before turning to me once again.

His outfit, much like his personality so far, is simple and adorable, as well as friendly. He has a nice light blue polo shirt that is a similar inviting shade as his eyes. Wrapped around his chest is a grey hoodie of sorts, but at the end of each sleeve is a simple white paw design. To go with it he has a pair of khaki pants. To put it simply, dad pants, as well as a pair of adorable cat socks. Blue socks with white cat prints all over.

Oh, wait, should I respond or...?

"Do...what?" is what I respond with, my voice hoarse as ever.

"CPR! I've never had to do it before, so I was worried I messed it up," he explains simply, and that's when it clicks.

Somehow, this guy was nearby and saw me drowning, so he must've swam to me, taken me to shore (even though I don't remember land being nearby at all) and did CPR to save me.