Jenna Ortega/Wednesday Addams Imagines

Plane crash part 2

Jenna's POV

When the plane went down, i think i passed out. I open my eyes and still have the oxygen mask around my face. I take it off and then realise that I'm still alive.

I unbuckle the seat belt and look next to me. The direct seat next to me is empty but the one next to it holds an old-ish woman layed.

"Hey." I say.

I shake her. Wait... maybe... surely not.

"Hey." I say, louder.

I put two fingers on her neck and there's no pulse. Holy shit... she's dead... fuck.

I get out of my seat and manage to leave the row. Squeezing past the lady at the end. The whole plane is just full of bodies. I checked 3/4 of them. They're all dead. I leave the plane and.. fuck me. I'm in the middle of an island.

I'm on my own. Everyone was dead.

"Oh."

I turn and see the girl from my Instagram feed earlier. The French girl.

"Tu es en vie. Dieu merci, je ne suis pas seul."

"I-uhm... I'm really sorry but i dont speak French." I say.

"Oh oh. Speak English, yes?" She asks.

"Yeah i do. Do you?" I ask.

"Some." She says.

"The basics?" I ask.

"Oui oui les bases." She says.

That's a good start.

"So.. what actually happened?" I ask.

"Turbulence. The plane start shaking, yes. Lose altitude fast. Crashes. Everybody dead." She says.

"Shit wait everyone except you and me?" I ask.

"Oui. Smash with ground cause big bang. Crash kill everyone." She says.

Fuck.

"Shit... do you have any idea where we are?" I ask.

She shakes her head.

"Middle of island, yes." She says.

Fuck it.

"Shit. I think maybe we should find our luggage and grab some clothes from there." I say.

"Oui oui." She says.

We dig around for ages trying to find our bags. And pretty much at the same time we do. I grab some fresh clothes, which is not exactly island clothing however there is clothes for warm and cold in here. So that sets me up for a bit.

"What do we do now?" I ask.

"Need fire, oui?" She says.

"Yeah but how do you suppose we do that?" I ask.

"I spend 5 year in survival." She says.

Well that's us basically saved then. Just gotta rely on whether or not she's gunna keep me alive now.

"So what do we do?" I ask.

"Trust and follow." She says.

I will say, the accent is pretty nice. I could actually sit and listen to her talk to me for hours. In fairness, the French accent is quite nice.

I follow her to the plane.

"I never asked your name." I say, just to make sure it is actually her.

"Y/n." She says.

"You got a last name?" I ask.

"Oui. Y/n Moreau." She says.

It is her.

"That's a pretty fancy name." I say.

"Is French. What is yours?" Y/n asks.

"Jenna Ortega." I say.

"Is nice name." She says.

"Thank you." I say.

She spends some time gathering some stuff up. I'm just sat on the floor in front of a tree.

"Jenna." She says.

I look at her.

"Grab a suitcase, s'il vous plaît." She says.

I grab a suitcase and pull it over to her. She puts the clothes she's gathered into the bag.

"I found this... lighter." She says.

"Oh shit. If we can get those clothes to burn we have a fire." I say.

"C'est un début." She mutters.

"What'd you say?" I ask.

"C'est un début. Is a start, no?" She says.

"Oh. Yeah. It's a start." I say.

We grab a lot of food from the plane racks and put it all in an empty suitcase.

"Okay. Now what?" I ask.

"Nous obtenons des pierres pour le feu." She says.

"What?"

"Sorry sorry. Rocks. Get rocks, yes. Protect fire." She says.

"Ohh yeah. Yeah that's a good idea. We should go find a clearing and grab some rocks." I say.

She nods.

I follow her into a clearing which happens to be a beach on the end of the island.

"Holy shit." I say.

She looks at me.

"If you look right out. Right right out. I think i can see an island." I say, pointing to it.

She looks and her eyes widen.

"Oui oui!" She exclaims.

She looks at me.

"On peut fabriquer un bateau et... et arriver sur cette île!"

I stand and look at her with confusion on my face.

"Sorry sorry. We make boat. Get to island." She says.

"Yeah. Yeah!" I say.

We grab our rocks and go back to the plane. We make the fire and sit on either side of it facing each other. We have to get out of here.

So this is the part two and I'm gunna need some serious honest opinions on this one please. Byeee :)