Hockey Brother's Obsession
I scream, fighting like my life depends on it because my life does depend on it.
“You wanted to get away from me. Then you have to grab the bag with your teeth.”
My pleas are cut off as he finally pushes my head into the water.
My eyes open, immediately burning from what I assume to be salt, but I hardly notice.
Not when I see the blood from my lip traveling through the water, the same water where I spotted two massive sharks earlier.
I desperately thrash against him, feeling like the fish in the water is going to come up any second and bite me.