Chapter Three - Chris's POV -

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Two Days Later...

Once they all woke up Chris was already outside smoking a cigarette he had left, Gibby woke up and walked outside with him.

"Hey!" Gibby said with a smile waving at me.

I blew the smoke from my mouth and said "hello!" And waved back to him.

"How are you feeling today?" Gibby asked coming towards me with a smile on his face.

"Good, why are you asking?" I said in confusion as to why he was acting so weird.

Gibby looked at me and said "same and no reason for it at all!"

"No reason for it at all?" I asked.

"Yep, there are no reasons why I asked you that, I just felt like it!" Gibby said with a smile.

"Sure" I said before taking the last puff and then putting it on the ground and smashing it.

Gibby picked it up and threw it away, we have been here for a night and I was wanting to go back home to my family I missed them.

"Mom must be so worried.." I said looking down in defeat.

"Hey, we will see them again!" Gibby said coming back towards me.

"How, we are stuck on this nowhere island with no cigarettes or anything!" I yelled in anger.

"Well, I didn't think you would be the one to love cigarettes" Gibby said looking over with a side-eye.

"I'm sorry, I'm just scared that we will never get home!" I said looking up to hold in unwanted tears.

"There you go again with a deep dark voice with a crybaby personality" Gibby joked.

That made me feel a bit better but I missed my family back home.

"Wait!" I yelled with excitement.

"What?" Gibby said.

"Can I have your phone, please?" I asked as he handed it to me. "There is something I can do to make service!

"What really?" Gibby said with a smile.

"Yes, help me pull out the generator!" I said walking towards the back of the plane and pulling its door open.

"Help me find it!" I said walking.

Gibby followed me into the plane's storage compartment.

"That's so cool!" Gibby said as they found the generator.

"Yes, now all we have to do is turn it on and make it where the plane will turn on enough to put light and service!" I yell in happiness.

"Okay, let's do this! Gibby said as he grabbed the cord to start it.

The generator started and I in Gibby was in relief, and happiness that the service was with us but the only thing was that, what about the gas?

The gas is what made it start so we got to the inside of the plane and told everyone "Hurry up and call or text family, someone calls 911 to tell them we are stranded!"

I got on my phone and so did everyone else, I called my mother...." Hello?" a faint voice said sounding very upset.

"Mom!, it's me! your little boy!" I cried in happiness at hearing her voice.

"My baby!" She cried "what happened to you!" She pleaded for an answer.

"I've been in a plane crash and I will have to let you go soon the generator will run out of gas, just know I'm okay and I love you" I said holding onto the phone so hard I thought I could break it.

"I love you, my boy!" She said in happiness as she knew her baby was okay.

"I'll come home soon" I said holding onto the phone knowing that the generator has just now stopped.

"I'll be wa-" is all I heard before I the grown man of this group dropped to my knees and cried.

The heart of a real man will always break for his mother or others...

"Chris?"  Gibby asked.

"What!" I cried in anger.

"There's no service left....." Gibby said.

"Yes, I know wh-" is all I got out before I looked up and saw Gibby with tear-filled eyes.

"What's wrong?" I asked with tears still falling.

"No one called 911 but me, I didn't get to talk to my papa or dad or maw.." Gibby said as tears were falling from his face.

"Hey, we will see them again!" I said getting up and hugging Gibby.

"How are you so sure!" Gibby snapped as I looked at him.

"Look until then we will live our best lives and be happy" I said holding his hand to pull him into my room spot I have made.

"What are you thinking you're doing" Gibby asked.

"I'm about to rest and you are going to need it too," I said laying down.

"But I got my room!" He cried in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry but that was cute, and you should sleep here tonight if you don't like rain because I looked at the weather first before anything and there is a very heavy storm coming and you might get scared." I said pulling him into the couch that was made into a pull-out bed by chairs.

"Hey!" Gibby yelled as he saw himself fall into the chairs that were made into beds.

"I'm scared of storms, you're staying with me!" I yelled as I laid him down with me.

"Oh, another thing for a strong man like you, who would have known that you would be scared of storms?" Gibby said as he wiped his face from crying a minute ago.

"Shut the fuck up!" I yelled blushing at my fear of storms.

Gibby laughed at his reaction and closed his eyes just to turn around to open them again.

"Wow, boy oh boy!" I said trying to embarrass him.

"Shut up, you goofy old fuck!" Gibby said putting his hands over my mouth.

"Damn" I said looking at my hands as I lifted my arms.

"Go to bed." Gibby said cuddling up to me.

"I love you " I whispered only for me to hear.

"What?" Gibby asked.

"Have a good sleep!" I yelled.

"You too!" Gibby said with a yawn.
















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