He stumbled out of the water, every muscle in him aching, every vein of blood throbbing. But it all fell way around him as he looked down at her, at this beautiful specimen of a woman in his arms, wet, shivering and broken.
Whenever things get tough, students get mean, or she just needs to get away; Tammy would climb out her window and run away for a few hours. One day, Bobby asked her where would she go when she disappeared into the night. She answered, "Come with me... and I'll show you."
I laughed shortly in anger, "So that's how it is. I really am the daughter of a king who forgot my name." He stopped suddenly, looking over at me again. Realization hit him and he almost stumbled backwards. Needless to say the shock on his face mixed with horror almost made me happy. Almost. "You're- How- Genevieve?" "Oh so you do remember," I walked over to where he sat, "Glad to hear it."