flight

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2 years have past and life has been great, I'm 19 now and there have been no surprises visits from ex boyfriends really it's been relaxing. lexie and I have been to bosie and we are on our way back right now, lexie is sat next to me and I'm resting my head on her shoulder. There's a jolt in the plane causing me to wake up," lexie, what was that," I ask gripping her hand, I hate flying it's just not something I enjoy.
"Lily, I'm sure it turbulence," she says trying to comfort me.
" Lily you will be fine," mark says holding my other hand.the plane shakes again casing my grip to become tighter on lexies hand. I feel the pressure in the plane drop and we start to plummet, and everything goes black.

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I wake up in a pile of dirt blood dripping down my face and shards of metal in my arm and leg I look around to see I'm alone, I can hear someone shouting Derek assuming that it was meredith, currently my only thought is to find lexie, I reach for a stick to support myself, I stand up with the aid of the stick, I slowly hop up the hill and see the extensive area of where the plane is, I see Mark led on the floor with his hand holding another hand he stands up trying to pick the end of the plane up, I see meredith running towards mark, and I try to even though this pain is more than I felt when I was shot," lexie," I say collapsing on the ground next to the back of the plane.
"H...he...hey," she manages to get out.
"Hey, it's ok," I say stroking her hair.
"Hold my hand,"she stutters.
" I'm not holding your hand because your not dying," I respond tears in my eyes.
" hol...hold m..my hand," she says reaching for mine.
" I love you lex," I say holding her hand as her eyes become hazzy. I close her eyes a lay there for 30 minutes crying till my tear ducts are dry, I hear mark groan from the wing of the plane and he looks nearly dead.
"Meredith, Cristina," I yell as I'm still dealing with the mess that is now my leg as the shard had moved when I collapsed next to lexie. I hop over to the bit where Arizona was with her broken leg, I knew the shard had moved again as my pants were now staining red, my bison was becoming blurry as I lent against the broken wing where Arizona sat above me, my vision was going between black and white, a loud humming sound in my he......

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" lily, lily wake up," I here as I get tapped on the head," We have place a Turner kit on you leg to stop the bleeding you arm still has the shard in we can't remove it right now,"meredith says throwing me another coat. I feel sweat running off my forehead and I can feel Arizonas hand on my shoulder.
" I found my shoe," Christina yells from the other side. I look to my left to see Mark barely conscious.
"Ma..mark you,you have to try to stay awake, please," I say stuttering due to the cold, its dark and nobody knows how to light a fire.

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Day 2,

My head is killing me We are without water and we have no food my head has been spinning for the entire night.Arizona is in so much pain, we had some advil and stuff like that I managed to get up to get it for her I'm going to suffer until we are found. My scrubs are no longer the light blue they used to be, they are now a dark red.

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Day 3,

The nights are so cold the only person I want is lexie but the bloody plane killed her, everybody is severely dehydrated and marks conditions have worsened overnight, he can't die I've lost lexie he treats me like a sibling, I hate this world, its not fair anymore.

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Day 4.

Mark passed out, meredith managed to wake him up with a great struggle, last night was the worst of all I had to listen to wolves fight over lexies dead body The pilot has been paralysed, Dereks hand might  not be save able and I have been holding Arizonas hand this entire arm a shard moved in my arm during the night so half of my scrub top is not dyed with blood.

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