and looks a little shocked at how events have transpired, while Julia only sports a look of haughty derision, as if she is comfortable in the knowledge that we all deserve this.
Carlos speaks, his voice has lowered into a menacing whisper, signalling that he is furious “Kate is not any of the things that you accuse her of being, I will not say this again, I would rather loose a million of you two than just one of her, so you can either accept her, or you are both as good as dead to me. Now get the hell off this boat before I throw you off”
They both pause for a moment, looking at each other to silently agree their next move, eventually deciding to leave for now. We watch them speed away back to shore, “I wish I could say it looks like they've got the message, but somehow I doubt it” I say to Carlos, but he doesn't respond, I can't imagine how hard this is for him. He heads away, following the side of the boat, looking out for Blair and John who seem to have disappeared. We find them on the other side, splashing about merrily, “Are you guys OK” I shout down to them.
“Yeah we're great, you should come in, the waters lovely!” Blair shouts back, her look but don't touch bikini, fairing well in actual water.
I scoff at the idea, it's too high to willingly jump off, and I bet the water is freezing this far out, but Carlos has other ideas; turning to me with a sparkle in his eye he grabs hold of me before I have a chance to question me and hoists me up over his shoulder. I immediately know what he's planning and begin to screech out my protest, but it's no use, he's scaling the side and launching us over into the sea, much to Blair's delight.
The water is freezing, but the shock of it wears off after a few seconds, leaving your skin invigorated and your mouth full of salty water.
I hit out at the water, sending a playful spray over Carlos, who has forgotten about his siblings intrusion in an instant.
It worries me that even when something makes him so mad, he can put it away out of his mind, never to be thought about again. It doesn't seem healthy to bottle everything up like that; granted, for all intents and purposes it does seem to work for him, but with no outlet for his emotions, I worry that he's going to end up giving himself an aneurism.
Either way, now is not the time to bring it up, if I do broach this at all, I will have to pick my moment carefully.
For now I'm content to take a leaf out of his book and forget the whole thing and just enjoy the crystal waters.
It's a bizarre situation being in the sea here; the water is so clear you can see to the bottom, but yet it's so deep you can't reach the bottom, at least not without professional diving wear. On top of that there are fish visible everywhere, they brush past your legs and tickle your feet as they swim around without fear. If you were in the sea in England and some unknown sea creature brushed your leg in the murky water, you'd be out like a shot, the fear of something unseen, just too great; but here it's a welcome sensation.
We swim for about an hour ducking and diving through the gentle waves and chasing the small fish that dare to dart between us. Blair is the first to feel the chill so we all head back to the boat to dry off in the evening sun. I lag behind the others, enjoying the last few moments I have and feeling at one with nature in this tropical paradise. As I stretch my legs out, my foot makes contact with something hard, it feels like a rock, but I haven't seen any around here. Swivelling around I tread water as I scan the clear waters for the culprit; I'm just about to give up when a meter to my right the small head of a turtle breaks the surface, it's beady little eyes curiously surveying me.
"Oh my god, you guys, look at this" I shout as loud as I dare, wanting everyone to see it, but afraid the noise might scare it off.