Teenage Castaways

Chapter Twenty || Emma & Adeline

"Killian," my voice called. I was more than appalled. Fawn was dead at the man's hands. All so we would follow his demands.

"It was you?" the wise one asked, confused. The man put his hands up, fairly accused.

Tears streamed from Adeline's face. "I've lost all my friends; there is no grace!" I felt bad for her. But what could I do?

I had no clue.

"You still have us," the wise one tried to say. But it was no use, her dearest friend died that day.

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Killian was the reason all my closest friends were gone. If Killian had been smart enough to keep Lexie, Eel would still pay attention to me. If Killian hadn't been so power-hungry, Ruby would have still been alive. If Killian didn't kill Fawn, I would still have a close friend to lean on.

But I have no one now, just like before.

I didn't want to live like this anymore.

Ignoring the shouts of protest and fear, I ran to my shelter and pulled out my bag of throwing stones. Killian was going to die a terrible death.

"No! It wasn't me!" Killian said, still confident in his crippling self. He was backed into the corner of Fawn's shelter.

"I saw you," Emma said between sniffs. "I saw the whole thing."

"You-" Killian cussed.

Emma winced but did not waver.

And I threw the stone. Five rocks were hurled at him until his face was no longer recognizable. Blood dribbled down Fawn's old bed.

Emma and Pierre were frozen with shock.

"I'm sorry. I couldn't stop myself..." My voice is choked and horse. The weight of what I did crashed over top of me.

Pierre wrapped me in a hug. Tears flowed down my cheeks until my body racked with sobs. Now that he was dead, all my anger was replaced with high tides of sorrow.

"It's okay, it's okay," Pierre soothed, stroking my hair.

After a few moments, I pushed away. "Can we bury her?" I was fully aware my voice sounded childish, but I didn't care.

"Yes," Pierre said, "we will.

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I would do anything to have Fawn back. She was my first real friend, despite my rocky reactions. I just needed her back.

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I should have made Killian's death more painful. How could he have killed Fawn? He was a heartless creature.

Filled with anger, I destroyed his shelter.

Only later I realized Fawn had built it.

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She wasn't dead. We would meet on the rocky shore soon.

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"Fawn was an amazing friend," Pierre said. We all stood on the leftover stones of Killian's shelter. "She'll be greatly missed."

I had tried to help bury her, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. The people who did a great job though. The dirt was only a little uneven.

Taking my eyes from the ground, I scanned the ragged teenagers that surrounded me. I was the youngest of them all, only thirteen, but in this light, they all looked small. Just like Little Joey.