✔ Far Cry | JJK x OC

✔Chapter 1 // Lost and found

"Don't let go!"

What?

"Don't let go, you hear me?!"

She awoke with a gasp. She was laying on her back again, but this time she could move and breathe anxiously while she rolled belly down. She opened her eyes and tried looking down as her eyes adjusted to the excessive light, she was blinded for a second and confused. Under her hands there were countless miniscule grains. What the hell?

She got up to her knees clumsily, staring at the yellow glistening stones. It was sand. She looked around. She was at a beach, and maybe less than a dozen meters away uphill was the jungle line. She took a deep breath and turned around. It smelled like the sea, and there it was, with the waves crashing gently in her direction. It was dawning.

"Don't let go, you hear me?"

She gasped when the words echoed in her mind again, and her left hand twitched — it was free.

She got up, frantically searching around. Jungkook's voice had yelled that while she screamed, afraid she would die once they reached the water line. That was then. Now, she was panting, unable to understand what had happened. How was she alone? She could see no-one else on the beach.

She ran a few meters each way before returning to her starting point, out of breath. Her heart was racing in her chest just from that small effort, she really couldn't push it.

She stayed put, panting; she could not go far in case they left her there and were coming back for her.

Why would they leave her there? Had they left her behind on purpose? Cause she was a hindrance? No, no way. She was much worse before, while so weak she couldn't walk. And Namjoon was injured, she could help.

"I'm not leaving her." His voice echoed again from her memories, his staunch expression clearly outlined. Yes, he was trustworthy. He saved her, they both did. They were people she could trust.

She rubbed her eyes trying to calm the vertigo sensation throwing the world around her. She was showing signs of dehydration and starvation again. The sun was only now peeking, but she could bet that soon the heat would become unbearable without shade and water. She needed to account for that.

No, wait. She sighed in frustration, she couldn't leave that spot. They would come back for her shortly, she had to be there for them.

A loud wave crashed behind her and reached her toes. She gasped and turned back.

She tried jumping and going up the sand dunes to check if she could see something, anything in the waves. She couldn't. Could they have drowned? Been taken away by the currents? Her stomach was ready to empty its nothingness on the sand in front of her, but she refused the urge. No, there was no way. She lost consciousness, she would have never made it out alive without help.

Could they not be real? The thought alone was enough to send shudders up her spine under the tropical weather. She could have been hallucinating. She was sure that the IV bag had drugs and it was the reason she was unconscious all the time. The reason she couldn't remember much, that she couldn't organize her thoughts or memories from before.

She grunted, holding her head with her fists. She could barely remember anything aside from the night before and trying only made her head ache. She took deep breaths and gazed at the horizon again. No, they had to be real. She would have never gotten out of that room alone. She would have never made it on her own, and when she blacked out, someone had to drag her out of the water.

Which reminded her. She was at a beach, at sea. But before she lost consciousness they were in a river stream for sure. There must have been a waterfall, that's where they fell and she blacked out. Did it lead straight to the sea?