With a loud thud, I ended up in the water. My spine hit it like a motherfucker, and my body went down. Nothing but silence greeted me. I had to swim to survive but couldn't, not while waiting for John to make sure he'd killed me. My chest burned. Everything in me tried to ignore how fucking cold the water was and for some reason, my right arm fell asleep and didn't want to move. Finally, I swam underwater as long as my oxygen-deprived lungs allowed me, and then as quietly as possible, I surfaced and inhaled some much-needed air. With nothing but water around me, my body started to shiver and grow numb from the cold. My blurry eyes noticed the shore not too far away, so, taking a deep breath, I started to move toward it. Out of nowhere, my head hit a huge rock and piercing pain assaulted me. Blood slowly dripped into my ear then into the water, merging with the small, red circle around me created by the blood leaking from my chest. I could barely keep my eyes open. All this, along with the pain in my chest and my injured arm, allowed the dizziness to overtake me.
