#i beg...

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You blink, in and out of the edge of consciousness. It's difficult to stay awake, much less stay aware. Your chest heaves as you breathe in, and out. 

In, and out. 

In...

and out.

It's a bit ragged, and internally you still have it in you to wince. 

The sound of waves crashing in the distance is a bit muffled, though you think it's because of how you're partially submerged in the water. It may be from blood loss, that's still a plausible option. The water that laps over your sprawled, bleeding body is soothing in how it ripples. Tickling against your skin like a thin blanket on the bed of rock you're on. Enough to lull you to sleep even, and you just might—

A sudden awareness hits you, shooting a fresh wave of adrenaline into your system. You're much too far from safety to be falling asleep now. You ignore the fact that help for your injuries would be much further off than land. It won't do you much good to think of such. 

A cough racks through you, digging your back into the jagged rock beneath. Discomfort rolls through you, both from your position and the deep gashes trailing from your stomach down your thigh. The stinging has become a background feeling to the deep soreness that resides in your flesh underneath the skin. Muscle aching and burning at even the slightest sign of tension. You almost wonder if you have nerve damage with how little you seem to be able to feel. You genuinely believe this should be more painful than it is. 

Another wave glides over you, and a particularly deep part is filled with salt water for a moment, and the stinging becomes knife-like. Okay, yeah. That's about more what you would expect. 

Tears prick your eyes, both from pain and from reality setting in. The denial you'd been subconsciously fueling has started to slip away, and now you can no longer ignore the fact that lying here like this was utterly and entirely your own fault. 

Too trusting. Too much of your caution long ago melted away. Awareness that you should have had only came to you after the fact. And if not for the swiftest of your own actions, you'd likely never have realized. Maybe that would have been better, dying without knowing. 

Because then you would have just thought it'd been an accident. 

That's how it had seemed, initially. You know how shiny things—especially anything with a glare—would seem to trigger something in him. White pupils becoming slits in red irises, focus changing to a state of mind that was both alert and yet not. Smile falling to a frown and then an outright sneer in a matter of seconds. 

You couldn't feel it initially, too shocked and busy with trying to move back and away to avoid being hurt further. But in doing so, you were able to catch it. The look in his eyes. 

The way total awareness came creeping back, the way the surprise sunk into glee. His snarl turned upward into a sharp grin, and he said something you couldn't quite make out. But if the snicker that followed was any indication of his true intent revealed—well, you took it as such. 

All this time, all the opportunities to kill you, the long afternoons in the water, the conversations, the shared moments of laughter, the soft kisses and murmured nothings. 

And he'd just been biding his time for the right moment. 

Considering the aggressiveness of the injury, you were still able to act quickly, throwing the offending object out into the depths. He dives after it, driven by instinct once again, deep blue tail disappearing into the murky water below. You use the chance to get somewhere he can't reach you. 

Though, if you're being honest it's not as if he couldn't get to you here. You're surprised he hasn't yet, if anything. This rock is at water level even at low tide. The waters around you are oddly empty, not even a shark lurking about with the amount of blood you're freely seeping into the ocean. 

You hardly think it matters at this point. Getting to land is a hopeless and rather pointless endeavor now. You think the best thing you can do now is come to terms with it all. The betrayal, the pain, dying. 

It falls over you like a soft sheet, not smothering, not suffocating. You feel strangely calm, anxiety and fear having left you sometime ago. Who would've thought it would be so... underwhelming. 

The sky is mostly clear up above you, the clouds roll by lazily. The water still laps around and over you. You feel your eyes start to slip shut. 

You try once, twice to open them, then let them fall closed. Sleepiness has begun to take over, dragging you down with it. 

You'll just take a short nap, is all. 

Just a short one. 

You'll wake up again in a little while, and everything will be fine. 

Perfectly... fine.

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I loveeeee being evil with cute prompts, i LOVEEEEEEEEEEEE it, will be trying to catch up now that things are a bit less chaotic in my life, thanks for reading!

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