•Peace•

•Chapter Twenty-Seven•

=Chapter Twenty-Seven=
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A day of distraction
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Wednesday, 25th of September

Not this dream- not again-

No!

Why can't I move?! Help! Someone?! Anyone?!

I stare as water rose seemingly out of nowhere, a cold dark liquid..Unfriendly liquid. "Stop! I command you to stop!" I yell at it, but it wouldn't obey. it only rose higher, lapping around my waist. "Please!" I begged, my whole body stiff and unmoving.

The water ignored me, it gained hight in seconds, reaching my neck. "Please!" I screamed, the dark water crawling over my face, plunging me in darkness.

I choked. I couldn't- I couldn't breathe!

My whole body convulsed, released from its stiffness, but I couldn't breathe.

My vision started to fade.

"Blurbblblbb!" (Yall im choking 😂)

My eyes shot open, a scream leaping from my lips as I continued choking on air.

I struggled to breathe, taking short shaky breaths as I blinked the darkness and tears away.

My eyes found the window, the plants, my door, and eventually down to the orca plush at the end of my bed, anchoring myself back to reality.

I shakily reached forward, grasping a fin, pulling Ollie closer, grasping him in my arms tightly, tears running down my cheeks.

I'm fine. I'm okay. I'm home. I'm okay, I'm okay, I'm okay-

I took a deep breath, breathing in leather and vanilla.

Finally my heart slowed back to its normal pace as I closed my eyes, my face buried in Ollie.

I took one last sniff and retracted, looking for Mr. Kelp, not wanting to let the blue whale feeling left out.

I snatched him close and held my two whales tightly, watching clouds pass, -and the stars, when the clouds broke briefly.

I didn't care what time it was, I just knew I wouldn't be going back to sleep.

I crawled to my window, resting my head on the wall beside it as I watched the clouds.

It took everything in me not to think about the water closing over my head.

If anything scared me the most, it would always be drowning.

Because I shouldn't be able to.

Because I should be able to trust and find comfort in it.

It had first become a fear when I had been swallowed whole by the muskeg on Hazel, Frank and I's journey to Alaska.

I had felt that same panic when Phorcys trapped Frank and I in his aquarium. Luckily in that situation I could still breathe, but I was sure Phorcys could have taken that ability away if he wanted to. Especially since that water wouldn't do as I commanded either.