He remained unfazed by my threat as if dusting off the dust on his shoulder and started moving forward ghastly.
Horror-struck, I started moving back in an antsy. The grimness on his facet soon changed into a coy smile.
Repeating my previous actions I started moving back slowly, but the circs was not with me today. It was shouting in the winter air that it was in fact on Hueson's side and just like a movie that apparently takes place slower than the normal speed. My leg slipped on the floor and as expected I was not flat on the ground, instead I was inside the cold water of the backyard swimming pool.
Adrenaline pumped up my blood to save myself from drowning inside the water.
And No! I can't swim!
Hueson's hysterical laughter and the struggle of splashing water was all that was audible to my ears inside the cold water. Reaching on peak of the pool for breath, I yelled my guts out.
" I CANNOT SWIM!!"
