IN TOO DEEP by grace snyder (best novels ever TXT) 📖

My throat burned for the taste of air. The man's hands were holding me in the cold water; waiting for me to drown. I wanted to scream for help, for air, for anything, but i couldn't i needed air for that. I was suddenly pierced with the realization that i will never turn sixteen i will never find my missing mother. I struggled in the mans grip but it was no use he was holding me down as if i were as weak as a little girl, to him i probably was. My struggles slowly subsided as the world outside of my bubble of existence dimmed from loss of air. well it was nice while it lasted.... i guess, slowly my body unwillingly relaxed. What i will not miss is my teachers so anoying, wait when did this come up?i inhaled water again, and the world was over taken by darkness.
When i woke up enough to think i heard voices "shhhhhsshhshhhh.... i think she's waking up." said an unfamiliar voice. What the heck, and i thought i was dead!!! Maybe this is heaven dark, cold,wet.... wait this is hell i'm describing.... I opened my eyes half way too weak to open them all the way. a boy about my age was gingerly holding me in his lap " Are you ok?" he asked in a soft voice. I thought about it besides the slits on my wrists from the guy who tried to kill me and feeling like crap i was ok except under one condition "Is there anyone intent on my painfully slow death anymore?" i mumbled tongue slow from blood loss and sleep. I wanted to say 'cause i'm pretty sure the painful part was apart of it' but i was too tired to be funny, or at least try. "No. no ones intent on your death." the boy murmured. i sighed almost content if only the pain was gone. My eyes closed on their own not allowing me to stay awake for more then ten seconds.
When i woke up i was in someone else's bed, curled up on my side. i looked around there were band posters all over the room only a few of them i could recognize one of them i was in favor of "My Chemical Romance". A red headed boy walked in he was about eighteen to nineteen. "Hey Marko she's up!!" he called as i sat up. "OK. Bring her to the kitchen." called the voice that had asked me if i was all right. his name must be Marko i thought, as the red head lead me out of the room.
I stopped in my tracks, the man who had slit my wrists and held me under water was sitting there staring at me. I took a step back then another and was about to run back into the room when Marko was suddenly in front of me holding me to my place "He's not going to hurt you." he said calmly. Who was he to tell me that he wouldn't hurt me?!? i didn't care who he was i was going to run. I didn't waste time in my decision, i bolted for the open slider door that lead to the balcony and jumped. But before i got to the ground the man that tried to kill me with black hair was suddenly there and caught me by the tops of my arms. I screamed terrified by him being close to me let alone touching me. My body froze wishing now more than when my dad came home drunk and hit me or when i tripped in the cafatieria that i could disappear. The red head appeared behind my attempted murderer "Dawny you should put her down she's terrified." he explained carefully. He set me down i fell down to my knees from my trembling of the memorie of my pain. Marko showed up crouching in front of me. "Stop doing that!!! You can't just keep running away!!" Marko said raising his voice. Wait i did this before?? i pushed the thought away. I felt tears flood my eyes, but he didn't notice "Marko she didn't mean-" the red head got interrupted by marko "I don't care if she didn't mean to. She was being selfishly stupid, and another thing why were you trying to jump what, did you want to do die?!? And ever since you have been here not once has Dawny tried to hurt you, not once and yet you run???" he was practically yelling now. Normally when my dad yelled at me i didn't want to cry even when he hit me, at least not untill i was alone, but having this come from a guy who didn't know me??? how is this even fair??
i was so lost in my thoughts that i didn't notice the silence or the tears running down my face. They just stared at me and i guessed that they knew that this went much deeper then just being yelled at. I bet they knew that every time a girl cries it's about more then one thing. I had enough of it "Ok. So him not hurting me ever since i came here makes me able to trust him?!? to trust anyone?? does it really matter how long it has been since the crime? Or the fact that you just assumed that i would be able to trust him if you said i could??? How is that fair that you get to judge me about being terrified of a man who tried to murder me????? As if that's bad enough, cause here i am in a place i don't know, and you expect some magical trust out of no where to come along and take me in it's grasp?!?!" i yelled harshly not needing to raise my voice any further then it was to get my view of the concept clear. I stared at the ground not wanting to look at them.
i did the thing that i did best in theses situations wait for the hit, and zone out till it came. i stared at his shoes, and debated whether it was better to deal with my dad or this, but the kid was right. well in one way.
I can't show fear it makes you vulnerable so i stood up and looked them in the eye and did something i never did in a while "I-... i'm sorry, but i'm not really one to trust people so easily in any case. so this is just another set back." as i stuttered this i looked directly into my could've been murderer's eyes.
"It's ok." he said awkwardly. i looked at the sky not wanting to pay attention anymore and forced myself into my comfortable dream world. the sky was dark with stars every where. A shooting star came into view "Oh a shooting star make a wish...."i mumbled my body swayed. The world started to get blurry, i felt myself loosing grip on my reality and dropped.
CHAPTER TWO:
"Is she awake yet??" whispered Dawny. "No, but we should let her rest, but it makes me wonder...... why did she apologize maybe it was her fever..." replied Marko. "No. It was the exact opposite the fever made her burst out like that, or at least that's what her mind implied." said the red head. "and she's starting to wake up she can hear us now. Chris do your thing." red head continued. After hearing this i entered a different world then it was black and there was a guy with silver hair standing across from me. He walked towards me his purple eyes glinting off power. He finally reached me touched my forehead "sleep." he commanded. I fought against it wearing me out, but i kept trying. I had no idea how long this lasted i was still in the other world him standing in front of me. His face seemed soft almost pitiful but not quite. He flickered the world flickered and then it powered down as i did so too.
I woke up after who knows how long opened my eyes and i was in the same room again, and guess what curled upon my side. "Gah!! if i go through this again i'm totally going to get help!!!!" I half groaned half complained. "Well i'm glad to see your up." said the silver haired guy. He was over on the end of my bed by the door. I laughed whenever i'm nervous i laugh or smile but in extreme cases like this i laughed. "You are the guy that said 'sleep'...." i mumbled i controlled my nerves and stopped laughing. He seemed kind of shocked. "You remember that??" he asked. I jumped out of bed and ran past him to the living room where the rest of them were and exclaimed "I'm not crazy!!!!!HAHA BEAT THAT SOCIETY!!!!!!!" i was totally eccentric that i wasn't crazy. "You know i think it was the other day that i was called crazy but now all you can call me is HYPER!!!!" i continued not noticing the silence.

Text: if you copy this i WILL SUE ....im just saying lol but dont i will track you down!
Publication Date: 03-13-2011

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to my dog this website my ninja/turtle/duck/unicorn buddies and my family.