1 Chapter 1: Drowning

Splash!

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Gradually, the pier lights become smaller and further away. As I reach out, I realise I'm underwater and I'm bleeding. But the bigger question is, how did this happen to me of all people?

She pushed me off the pier, that witch.

I should be panicking but, life feels pointless now.

I've already lost those who I care about and no one else cares about me. Hah.

The iciness of the sea is seeping into my bones,

I can't move, my limbs are numb and I'm drowning.

I never thought that I would be one to drown, it's funny, especially since being proficient in swimming was how I managed to survive, countless times before...

My eyes sting, is it because of the salt water or because of my pain. From both physical and emotional damage?

1 hour before by the pier...

"Briar! You b**ch I can't believe you killed my baby." I roared

"AHAHAHA! What is it, Colette? You can only blame yourself. You took my man, so I took your baby. Isn't that fair? Maybe you should have thought twice then."

"Because of a man, you would let that get in the way of our 10 year long friendship? Was I that irrelevant to you?" I asked in a trembling voice of disbelief. Our 10 years of friendship, down the drain because a man. How laughable, especially when her feelings were not reciprocated.

"But, who is your man?!"

"Oh, please don't act innocent with me. Who else could it be but -----, I chased after him for countless years, yet he chose an abandoned wretch like you. Best friend?? 10 year friendship??? I don't know what delusional world you're living in but, we aren't friends and you even disappeared for a good 4 years. The nerve to assume that I would be friends with a forsaken child like you." blah blah blah

She never shuts up and thanks to that she fell right into my trap! What an idiot, of course I knew that she only used me. It definitely hurt when I first found out. The sole ally whom I relied on, had actually only thought of me as her servant or even beneath that!

As Briar blabbers on, I cautiously take out the hidden knife from inside my leather jacket.

"So Colette, how does it feel to lose someone you care about? HAHAHA. You shouldn't care so much though, after all, your child was still a fetus I'm sure it was a painless death."

That statement made my blood boil, I don't care anymore. This b**ch needs to die. My unborn child died an unjustly death, at the hands of this witch. Tossing my plan aside I recklessly charge towards Briar with the knife and successfully stab the unguarded b**ch in the stomach.

"AHHH!!! COLETTE YOU F***** MAD B**CH!!" Briar screamed in agony, as I heard her scream it sent a pleasant chill down my spine. That pained scream kind of turned me on?? Was I going mad or did that actually-

*BANG* *BANG*

SH*T! I've been shot. The bullets shot me where I stabbed Briar, and in my right hand, the one that was holding the knife. Skilled but not skilled enough, a lucky shot, I conclude. I lowered my guard and that's why he found an opening.

I search for the culprit. I spot him as I turn to my right but I could barely get a glance before Briar launched herself towards me, causing me to topple into the water.

"--ahah--get--ng what you deserve----"

Present time...

The marksman looked oddly similar to -----, but whatever... I'm dying anyway.

But that doesn't mean I will forgive and forget.

I finally feel cold from the water. However, I can no longer hold my breath....

What's done is done, I guess.

Goodbye my love, and goodbye to my unborn child, mummy should have protected you bett-

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Colette = French origin, meaning Victorious