;Ok so you guys are probably wondering: what the hell didn't she already post chapters 4-6? Well i've been told the story seemed rushed and decided to replot and repost the first few chapters. and I- uh- accidentally erased chapter 4. so heres a quick repost and normal posting will start off on Mondays. As always I don't own ROTG just the plot and any OC's;
Maeve couldn't believe their luck.
Amelia had came running into her bedroom at 5 the morning holding a coin worth a dollar squealing that it had snowed and they should go ice skating now.
Even though he didn't want to go, their parents had talked Lewis into joining the girls, saying they themselves where going shopping for the day.
The trio walked half a mile till they reached the frozen lake. It looked stable enough to Maeve, but she couldn't help but double check.
Carefully, she stepped down on the cold surface with one foot. Maeve then stepped on top with both feet. Keeping her balance she jumped up and down a few times.
"Well it's as stable as it'll get." She mused stepping back onto the thick layer of snow. "Come on Amelia, I'll help you put on your skates."
A few minutes later all 3 kids where on the ice. Amelia kept hobbling over and falling on her bottom. She cried out after the 4th time that this was to hard and her bottom hurt. Maeve and Lewis skated over, taking one hand each and slid the six year old around the ice fast.
Amelia squealed with joy as they released her hands, sending her flying across the ice. The six year old flew off the edge and landed on her stomach in the deep snow. she kicked her legs as she struggled to get up. Lewis skated over laughing and scooped her out of the snow.
Maeve stopped sort of them staying on the ice, laughing. "You alright, Melia?" She asked. Lewis sniggered and looked at his older sister. "Yeah she's-" his expression of humor turned to horror. "Maeve! Don't move!" He yelled.
Maeve looked at him confused and startled. she followed his gaze to her feet.
Hairline cracks had started to form right under Maeve and where growing larger by the second.
"Oh, god damn it..." Maeve cursed. She tried to widen her feet, but the smallest movement made the ice crack alarmingly fast.
"Maeve!" Amelia squealed. Tears started to roll down the six year olds cheeks as she tried to run to Maeve for comfort but Lewis stopped her.
"Hey, hey, hey!" Maeve said keeping her balance. "It's ok. It's ok." Amelia hiccuped in her brothers arms. "I'm going to be ok. None of us are going to fall in." Maeve continued to reassure her.
"Everything's going to be ok." The 17 year old said. "But I need you to go get help, ok?" Amelia nodded. "Ok." She said trying to stop crying.
Lewis and Amelia quickly took off their skates and slipped their boots back on. "Stay put! We'll be back as soon as possible!" Lewis called over his shoulder as he ran towards the town.
"Don't worry I'm not going anywhere!" Maeve called back sarcastically as she looked at her feet.
The cracks where getting larger. It was only a matter of time before she fell in.
Carefully as she could, Maeve attempted to shift her balance onto one foot. If she could do that, she could jump onto more stable ground.
Maeve did her best to turn her left foot sideways so the pressure would be even, then lifted her right foot off the ground.
If there was one thing Maeve hated herself for more than anything, it was being clumsy. Loosing her balance, Maeve hobbled over and fell over strait onto the broken ice.
Burning cold. That's the first thing Maeve felt. Then the panic of needing air followed. Instinctively, she kicked up with her legs trying to get to the edge of ice. Her limbs grew so stiff she couldn't feel them much less move them. Maeve opened her mouth to breath only for water to enter her lungs.
Slowly she sunk to the bottom. Maeve felt like she was back at home in bed it was so warm and peaceful. If this was death...it wasn't so bad...
Maeve's eyes slowly closed just as a white hand reached down and grabbed the front of her jacket.
There was a hard pounding on her chest before Maeve's eyes burst open and she gasped for breath. the 17 year old started to hack out coughing as water trickled down her face and mouth.
She looked around through frost covered eyelashes. No one was there standing over her. Just fresh snow falling down onto her frozen cheeks.
Maeve curled up in a ball, trying to conserve her body heat. It was warmer out in the air than in the lake, but it was still freezing.
"Maeve!" Jamie's voice yelled. "Maeve!" The 17 year old uncurled herself and yelled: "H-h-here!" In response. Jamie trudged over in the thick snow with two other men.
Jamie instantly went to Maeve's side while the others went to set up warning signs around the lake.
"Sweet heart, are you alright?" He asked taking off his coat and rapping it around Maeve. "Y-y-yeah. I-I'm f-f-fine." She replied through chattering teeth. Maeve forced herself to uncurl from her ball state and put the jacket on, thanking god for the heat.
"What happened?" Jamie asked."I saw the broken ice and I thought we where to late..."
Maeve stared at the lake. It was true, she had fallen in. There was a huge hole right were she had landed. "I-I-I f-fell i-in." She said simply.
"But how did you get out?" Jamie asked rapping his scarf around her as well. Maeve furrowed her eyebrows and looked at the ground. How had she gotten out?
There was no way she could've gotten out by herself, that was for sure. And the white hand...
"S-someo-one p-p-pulled m-me o-out." She finally said. "I-I d-don't k-know w-w-who." Jamie looked around. "It's alright, we'll find out who later. Lets get you home." He said rapping his arm around her and leading her home.
Maeve looked over her shoulder back at the cracked lake. "Who had saved me?" She wondered.
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