The Stars In His Eyes (BxB) ✔️

Chapter 15

I looked down into the water and closed my eyes. Part of me wanted to jump. To be done with everything. To be done with all the terrible things that happened to me. To be done with putting up a fight. But the other part of me wanted to be held. To be able to let my guard down. To be loved. Was it too much to ask for? I sighed and opened my eyes again. My phone dinged, but I ignored it. I looked down at the lighter in my hands and pulled on the bottom of it, opening a small compartment. Inside was a necklace. It was a simple, silver chain with two charms. A moon and a star. I reached into my shirt and pulled out a similar necklace. I missed her. I wrapped the necklace around my hand and clutched the lighter tightly. I closed my eyes shut and turned around, leaning backward.

I hit the water with a splash and starting sinking. I opened my eyes and saw stars in the sky through the hole in the roof of the cave. It winked at me. I blinked slowly, the water burning my eyes slightly. I saw air bubbles float to the top as I sank deeper and deeper. My eyes were barely open as breathed out one last time when I hit the bottom. Darkness surrounded me. All I could see was that one star, shining through the darkness like a spotlight on me. If only I was as strong as that star. If only I could shine through. But I couldn't. I closed my eyes one last time. Letting the water fill my lungs.

<><><><><> Theodore's POV <><><><><>

I ran as fast as I could, the creek coming into sight. I jumped in without hesitation and swam down to the familiar entrance to the cave. I dived through the opening and opened my eyes, looking around. He was on the floor of the pool. I swam down as fast as I could, sweeping him into my arms. His face was pale and he was freezing cold. I kicked harder than I ever had to bring us to the top and broke through the surface with a gasp of breath. I pressed two fingers to his neck to find his pulse. It wasn't there. I quickly laid him on the floor of the cave and sat on stomach lightly, pressing my lips on his and beginning CPR. I was forced to learn it from my sister who was a lifeguard, and I'm so thankful for that.

When I felt a very faint pulse, I fumbled to grab his phone, calling 911. Mine was broken from the water.

"Damn it, Christian," I mumbled as our emergency service picked up the phone.

"911, what's your emergency?"

"My friend drowned. I need help. I gave him CPR but his pulse is still very faint," I explained shakily. I was trying to keep calm. Why did he do it? I had so many questions, but I focused on the blaring sirens in the distance. I carried him out of the cave and the ambulance put him on a stretcher and pushed him into the truck. A police officer came over to me to ask me questions, but I was distracted.

"Sorry, sir, but can I please go with him?" I asked hopefully. The officer gave me a kind smile and nodded.

"I'll go too and ask you questions in the car, sound good?" he compromised and I nodded quickly, climbing into the car and sitting next to Christian.

When we were all settled in, the police officer took a notepad and pen out and began to question me.

"What's his name?"

"Christina... Tazo I think."

"What's your relationship to him? Brother?"

"Uh no. I'm his friend," I replied. Was I his friend? I guess he kind of accepted it.

"Do you know where his parents are or have his parents' phone numbers?"