Secondhand Smoke

I felt myself run out of breath and I realized I was screaming. He was down there, drowning. I pulled myself up onto the ledge and dove in. I couldn’t lose him again.
I was underwater, and I opened my eyes. He was sinking further and further down, so I swam deeper. I had to help him.
I was doing this all in a drunken haze, and I could hardly move my arms and legs correctly. I began to sink toward the bottom, and I felt myself running out of air. I couldn’t go back up without saving Frank. I would never forgive myself if I lost him all over again.
I began to feel my pulse through my ears, and my lungs were burning. I couldn’t leave him. My eyes began to blur, and I felt myself being pulled to the surface. When I came up, I gasped for breath and looked around. There was a woman with her arms around me, pulling me up. She had my arms in her grasp and she was swimming toward the edge of the river. “No! What are you doing we have to save him! He’s going to die, please let me go!” I yelled out, but it was no use. She wouldn’t let me go.
She pulled me onto the side of the river and laid me on my back. I couldn’t see who she was, because my eyes were starting to get heavy. I saw her face leaning over me, but she was blurry, and eventually her face faded to black.

I woke up to the slow beeping of a monitor. I opened my eyes and they began to focus. I looked around me to see that there were tubes going into my arms, and one under my nose, pumping air into me.
I heard the door open and looked up to see Mikey walk in, and behind him was Lindsey.
“Gerard you’re up!” He exclaimed. I slowly nodded my head.
“How come Lindsey is with you?” I asked, and realized it was probably a bit rude, but I was genuinely curious.
“Because she saved your life, Gee. She was driving by when you jumped in the river, and she dove in to help you when she realized you weren’t coming back up.”
I saw Lindsey give me a small smile, and I was actually really pissed.
“Why would you do that?!” I yelled and sat up, “HE WAS IN THERE, I WAS SAVING HIM, OH MY GOD, HE’S PROBABLY DEAD BECAUSE OF YOU!” I screamed at her and she looked terrified.
“Who? Who was in there, Gerard?” Mikey asked me. “Frank! He was drowning and now I’ve lost him all over again!” I said, and started sobbing.
Mikey slowly walked over to me. “Gerard, why didn’t you tell me you were drinking again?”
I looked up at him shocked. “Really? What does me drinking have anything to do with this?” I asked him, fuming with anger.
“Because Gerard, if you were sober, you wouldn’t be seeing your dead boyfriend floating in the river.”

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