Fuck, fuck, fuck. Fuck Sammy, fuck the weather, fuck Auradon. CJās thoughts were a mess of expletives and panic as she tried to swim for shore, her rowboat having sunk to the bottom of the sea after the damned storm rolled in before she anticipated and bashed it against a rock.Ā
Yeah, she could have stayed on that rock and waited things out, text someone to help her like Harriet or Sammy, but fuck that. She wasnāt an infant, she could take care of herself and like hell was she going to let Sammy mock her for going out and fucking up sailing, let alone being a pirate. She wasnāt a fucking kid, sheād gotten herself in trouble and sheād get herself out of it.
The storm had other ideas.
The winds raged and the seas tossed, CJās head repeatedly going underwater and leaving her gasping for air as she was tossed to and fro. She was a strong swimmer, she had to be considering where she was from, but she wasnāt as strong as that mermaid that had probably hauled tail and the waves threw her about as carelessly as a ragdoll.Ā
The rocks she tried to escape from raised up threateningly around her, sharp and jagged and CJ opened her mouth to shriek in pain only for water to rush into her mouth, choking her as she was again submerged, everything around her turning dark.Ā