Breathe. For the love of god and anything else holy- breathe!
Water crawls up my neck, like it is also trying to delay the inevitable. I try to clutch onto anything - everything- even the salty ocean that currently threatens my being. But there's no hope. The ocean wins the battle as I am fully engulfed in the thick sea, I take on the dare of opening my eyes and try to ignore the stinging sensation of salt seasoning them, just to catch a glimpse of what is before me. And at the same moment, I regret it, desperately.
There is nothing. Just black. It isn't the calming color you'd hope death would be decorated in. It's what you see on the closing screen at the end of a film. Although, this black screen wasn't followed after a very happy ending.
Once I finally find peace in the dark, I am quickly taken back to what little senses I have by a yell, a voice so deep, it sounded almost beast-like. Suddenly, I miss the black when the too-large, yellow, eyesore of a bus comes into view. I gasp a tsunami of air into me when large figures of bodies show themselves to me. My classmates. How did I get here? I'm literally pulled out of my thoughts when a tight grasp holds onto my upper arm, dragging me away.
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When Florence Diaz, a sassy, lonely 21 year old college student finds her self in a situation no one wants to be in, she can't help but wish she died along with her other classmates in the tragic accident.
But when her hero, 28 year old Clyde Haynes enters into her life, she can't help but feel an drawn to him in an inhuman way. He is serious, broody, scary, and possessive. But as the real world bombards and harasses Flor, she can't help retreat into his arms once again.
Little does she know, even though she seems only human, her new safe haven is anything but. As well as her attraction to Clyde.