“What happened to you!? You scared the living s**t out of me!” He looked worried, his hair messily tossed around, his eyes wildly roaming around my body, trying to search for a hidden bruise or wound. His hands wouldn’t stop holding on to me, afraid I was going to suddenly jump into the pool again.
“Relax, I’m fine. I don’t know how I’m fine, just that I am now.” I held a hand to my heart subconsciously, checking if it was still beating or not. I was dizzy, and my stomach hurt, but other than that I was physically alright, my limbs and organs all intact.
“Do you think it was the janitor who closed the pool screen? I swear I’ll have him fired; actually, no, I’ll just grab him and drown him here instead! I’ll show him what it’s like, that stupid son of a -”
“No, no don’t do that. We’re n
