(From Ella's Perspective)
"Promise?"
"Promise," he said.
He placed me in the pool and the water immediately became red where I sat as the blood in my dress got mixed with the water. I gulped and brought my knees to my chest.
I did not know he would do that until he truly did it. He sat beside me in the pool, still wearing his black shirt and pants, and pulled me closer to him that my head rested on his chest as his arm wrapped around me, keeping me in place and making me feel safe.
"Don't ask," I said. I knew that he would start asking me about what happened, but I was not ready to answer any of them. I needed my hands to stop shaking first, I needed my mind to stop racing, I needed my breathing to become even and I did not want to feel like I was drifting away, not again.
