Mr Grumpy III

I continued kicking and screaming because I didn't want to be brought back in, and I only stopped when I realized he was saying something. "Six...seven-" My eyes extend when I understand he's really building up to ten. "I'm truly not in the mood Alejandro." I suffocate and frantically shake my head. I hear him jeer. "When you decided to make my day ten times more difficult, I wasn't either". He talks prior to returning to counting. I look down and see that we are on a diving board. "Eight...nine-" "Alejandro. I can't swim from this height because I'm not a good swimmer. Get rid of me." I say my voice unhinged. He stops. "I'm not a man who takes orders from kids like you," he said. He moans, fixing his hands around my thighs. "I saw you swim earlier, Camila," I scratch with my nails into his bare back. I dislike being deceived. "Ten-" He spills me and I shout, gripping onto him. "My back is giving out," I erred. What's more, without another word, he tosses me off him effortlessly, tossing me into the profound finish of the pool, where I'm once more lowered in chilly water. Fortunately, I am able to begin swimming underwater in the direction of the ledge almost immediately after being thrown in. I follow the way of the little pool light under the water to assist me with tracking down the edge and lift myself up. Ready to give Alejandro a break, I steady my hand against the wall when I get to the little light and start walking up. But I'm pulled back into the water as soon as I get high enough to see my head. I begin battling as I attempt to swim up once more, just to be hauled down. Also, it's just when I look down and notice the string on the hip of my two-piece got against the light that is marginally jumping out, do I alarm. Once more, I swim up for air but can only manage one short breath before being dragged back down and forced to pull at my bottoms. When that doesn't work, I try desperately to snap the fabric by lifting myself up from the pool's ledge. "My goodness, it's stuck." I gag out, hacking and looking up at Alejandro in alarm. He is standing in front of me with his muscular arms crossed and an unimpressed expression on his face. "Camila, I'm not going to fall for your drama." I look up at him with wide eyes, and before I know it, the hand that was holding me up is giving way and I'm being pulled back into the water. I had terrible chest area strength and I was by and by attempting to get myself free. I couldn't breathe any more, and the lack of oxygen was making me go slower. So much so that I don't even notice Alejandro's fingers working the knot until he frees me until I feel another pair of hands approaching to assist me. I immediately abandoned him and swam up to catch my breath and escape him because I was furious that he had pushed me in. Once I reach the surface, I thrash, choke, cough, and suffocate. Additionally, as I attempt to exit the pool, a firm grip on my ankle forces me back into the water. When I open my eyes and see his wide eyes as he reaches out to touch me, I realize that Alejandro is the one who drags me back down. With him, my anger grows even more. I would have rather not played his moronic games. He goes after my hips, hauling me towards him yet I powerfully push him off as I push and whip against him submerged. I was warding him off while he was doing God knows what. As he pops his head out and begins to approach me, I resurface to catch my breath and begin to swim away from him. "What in blazes is your concern?!" When he catches up to me and grabs onto me, I scream and push him away from me. "Stop." I ignore his instructions. All things being equal, I begin sprinkling and getting away from him meanwhile attempting to remain above water seeing as my muscles begin to give out. "Camila." He growls to warn me, and before I know it, he is pulling me until my back is against his chest by wrapping an arm around my waist from behind. I heave, actually attempting to pause and rest. "What's the matter with you?" My elbow is thrown back. "Why did you roll your eyes at me when I was drowning?" With a snort, his hold slackens before it fixes once more and he folds his other arm over me from behind, controlling my hands. My arms are resting on my chest with one arm across them, and the other is resting on my belly, holding me against him. "Be calm." He orders harshly and I droop once more into him as my chest hurls in complete fatigue. I had no more battle left in me. He moves us into a somewhat shallower end, enough where he could stand yet the water still just arrived at simply over my nose. "The bottoms of your bikini were loose." When he grits his teeth and speaks to me in anger, I realize he wasn't trying to play games. I was done and wanted to leave in either scenario. "Oh, sorry." As I exhale, I reach down into the water to secure it once more. Only when I don't feel anything, I completely freeze. "You attacked me while you kicked them off." His voice is a low whisper so that no one else can hear him as he bites into my ear. My chest is still filled with water as I cough. "And how is it my fault that?" I reasoned annoyed. I look around at the sound of giggling and understand that we're in good company. Alarm bubble in my chest. My bare bottom half could be visible just below the surface if someone looked down. I squirm, moving myself around the huge man controlling me against him as I crane my head in look for my lost two-piece bottoms. My squirming makes his arms relax, as I hear him inhale out brutally, however before I can go to ask him what his concern is, his grasp slackens totally sending me back into the water. "Cazzo." He says something, but the sound is muffled by the water. He arrives at down and scoops me in his arms, wedding style lifting me back up, yet actually concealing my base half beneath the surface. (Fuck) As I glare at him, I try to catch my breath. "What in the world was that for?" Alejandro grasps his jaw and gives me a hard look prior to shaking his head in excusal. He then turns around and, I assume, looks around for my bottoms. "Go grab them, just put me down." I say spotting them over close to a gathering relaxing. Fortunately they still can't seem to recognize them and in the event that he's speedy he can return without anybody taking note. His eyes snap to mine and I can perceive he's getting bothered." You plainly can't fucking swim as expected. What made me do that? His aggravation starts mine. "Then let me move onto your back and we can watchfully proceed to get them." I reason, before Alejandro gives me an empty look and it's then that I become mindful of his thinking.