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Chapter 17~ Iceberg Effect
Justin's POV
I dove back onto the ice, slidding back to where there was a gaping, dark hole in the ice where Alicia had dissapeared. I stared at the water, the waves were sloshing over the side soaking through my layers. I felt panic start to crawl up my back, and sweat tickle down my forhead even though the freezing temperature surounding me. I stared into the dark water, my eyes scanning frantically in search of my girlfriend, my arms pushing me closer to the jagged hole in the ice. My face was right up to the water, I could feel the cold on my face but I didn't move back. I had to find her. I pushed my arms into the water, and I cursed out loud at how cold it was. To put it lightly, I was glad my hands were numb within seconds, because I wouldn't have been able to stand it otherwise.
"Alicia!" I yelled her name, hoping that she could hear me. "Alicia!" I leaned over further, the water up to my shoulders now.
Bubbles rose to the surface, and I knew it was her. I stood up, pulling my jacket off as I did it throwing it aside. I felt my insides start to twist and turn painfully as I tried to figure out what to do next. I should have never brought her here! I should have checked if the ice was safe ! But I didn't, and now she fell through the ice and it's all my fault. Stop Justin! You have to help her! I stood there, staring at the hole before I came to my conclusion.
I knew what I had to do.
I dove into the water after her.
The first thing I noticed was the painfully cold water coming in contact with my skin. Suddenly the breath I was holding didn't seem like enough. My skin burned from the cold, but my determination burned even more. I couldn't let Ali ... I couldn't ... I couldn't think. I couldn't move. That's how cold it was. I was left floating under the ice, the water so dark I couldn't tell which way was up anymore. The plan was to help Alicia, but I ended up putting myself in danger too. I tried to see in which direction my girlfriend had drifted to, but I couldn't see a thing. The cold was beggining to be too much to bare. But I needed to get Alicia ... I needed to ...
Alicia ... Please ...
Right as I was about to swim up to the surface, I felt something brush against my leg.
And suddenly I was in action again.
I reached down, kicking my shoes off not caring whether my shoes made it back to the surface or not. I scanned the water, ignoring the numbing in my hands and legs. If I was going to make it out of here, so was Alicia. A dark shape bumped against my foot again, and I reached further, bubbles escaping my mouth as I felt my numbing fingers wrap around the frail arm I knew had to be Alicia. With all the energy I had left, I kicked up towards the surface, pulling her with me. She was limp in my arms, and I felt a bubble of despair. She couldn't be. She couldn't ...
No.
I broke through the surface of the water, gasping for breath my hair sticking to the sides of my face. I took a lungfull of air, the cold winter air burning my throat. I held Alicia closer, trying to feel her breathign but I didn't feel a thing. Before pulling myself onto the ice, I held Alicia above my head before dropping her onto the ice.
I then pulled myself onto the ice again, right next to her motionless body.
"Ali! Come on baby, come on." I cried, leaning over so I could see her face. Her skin was a sickly shade of white, her lips a dark purple. Oh no. Oh God no. "Alicia, please come on breathe!" I cried, shaking her shoulders desperately. But she didn't move, no air entered her lungs. "Don't leave me! Alicia please!"
No no no no no. I got up, my feet slipping on the ice as I ran for the car. I knew for a fact Ali left her phone in the car. My phone on the other hand was soaked in my pocket, probably way to damaged to work. My foot slipped on the wet ice, and I fell to the ground a groan escaping my lips. My legs were still numb, my face painfully tingly. But I pulled myself up, going for the car door again.
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