"Moanah" he hears. Tristan looks up and speeds up his pace. "Moanah" he hears again, guided under the sound of loud bouncing.
"Dude, what the fuck" asks Tristan and looks at David. Fear in his eyes. "Moanah, she... she is in there, almost twenty minutes already. The water keeps running... She was crying, and I... I've never seen her before like this Tristan."
Tristan nods. He pushes David a bit backward. David looks surprised at him as he kicks open the door without effort. "Woah" says David and looks a whole lot different to Tristan.
Tristan rushes inside. Cursing under his breath he lifts Moanah out of the bathtub. Water splashes over him and David. "Moanah" whispers Tristan and places her down on the floor, her head on his lap. "Moanah" asks David afraid and kneels down with her. Tears filled his eyes. Her phone, who lays on the sink buzzes once more. "Moanah come on" begs David while Tristan rubs the hair out of her face. "She isn't breathing." Tristan places her down on the floor and performs CPR while David anxiously bites his lip. He rubbed her forehead. "Come on, don't do this to me" he begs. Tears rolled over his face. Sure, she was only his stepsister but he cared so much for her. "Come on" grunts Tristan and looks at her. "Come back!" "Come back to me" he whispers and kisses her forehead.
Surprised he jumps up when her eyes fling open. She coughs and spits water out. Tristan helps her to her side and rubs her head. David breathes relief and kisses her head. "Thank god" he scoffs. "Moanah" whispers Tristan and hugs her tight.
Moanah blinks her eyes. She looks at Tristan. "Tristan?"