I couldn’t see him. I couldn’t even lift my head anymore. I felt myself slipping, my body too weak to keep afloat. The water in my lungs burned, but I couldn’t fight it anymore.
“She tried to drown me!” Bianca screamed again, her voice full of triumph. “She pushed me in. She wanted me dead. She wanted to get rid of me!”
I could hear Troy, now closer, his voice shaking with anger. “What? What the hell are you talking about?”
I heard the sound of him tending to Bianca, pulling her out of the water, wrapping her in a towel. Her voice was full of mock hurt as she demanded help.
“Help me! She tried to kill me!” Bianca cried, her voice dripping with fake tears. “I’m so scared.”
And me? I was still sinking, still drowning, my vision darkening. I was too far gone to scream, too far gone to reach out for help. They wouldn’t help me. They never did.
The last thing I heard before I lost consciousness was the sound of Troy murmuring to Bianca, his voice soft and soothing as he tended to her. Then everything went black.
When I woke up, I was in my bed. My body ached, and I felt as if I had a fever. The heat was unbearable. My throat was dry, burning with each shallow breath.