~Faith's Point Of View~
I woke up the next morning to my growling stomach. Everyone else was asleep, and I had the sudden urge to start eating my skittles.
But everyone else probably didn't have a thing to eat. I looked at the skittles package, wondering about it in my thoughts.
Taste the rainbow.
No, I couldn't open the skittles. Everyone else would be pissed that I ate half the pack off.
Taste the rainbow.
But what they don't know can't kill them, right?
Taste the rainbow.
Now that you think about it, I'm not even that hungry!
Taste the rainbow.
I shoved the skittles back into my purse and took out my Nature Valley bar instead. I broke off a small piece of it and saved the rest for when everyone else woke up.
Taste the rainbow.
Great. Now the skittles were calling me from my purse. FML
Taste the rainbow.
"Shut the hell up!" I yelled. Wow, did I really just yell at a pack of Skittles?
Taste the rainbow.
That's it, I'm loosing it. And due to my sudden outburst, everyone else woke up, equally five minues apart. Camille gave me a questioning look as if to say, who you talking to bitch?
Taste the rain-
Camille interrupted my thoughts. "Faith, are you okay?" She asked worriedly. Once Harry and Louis saw that I was fine, they both shook their heads before going back to sleep.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I muttered. I broke off a piece of the Nature Valley bar before handing it over to her. She gobbled it down like she hadn't eaten in days. She probably didn't. I felt guilt eat away at me. I can't believe I almost ate those Skittles.
We both fell back to sleep since there was nothing better to do.
Day slowly transfixed into night, and that's when hell broke loose. Monkey screeches. Constant needs to go to the bathroom. It was complete torture because none of us could get any sleep with the paranoia eating away at us.
I just wish I was home.
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~Camille's Point Of View~
I woke up in the middle of the night to feel someone violently shaking me. "Camille." The voice whispered. It sounded nothing like Louis or Harry. So it pretty much took me by surprise to see Liam there.
"L-liam?" I uttered out. "You're alive?" He drew in a few deep breaths before saying yes. "Hey, can you come with me to go to the bathroom?" He asked me.
"Can't you get one of the guys to do it?" I asked him. "Nope." He replied. "They are completely wiped. You were the only person who woke up."
I sighed before stepping up and motioning him over towards the bathroom hole we made. I sat on a boulder and waited until he was done. I suddenly found myself falling asleep. Hmm.. Maybe I could just take a quick nap.. Liam wouldn't mind.
Oh but he would.
I awoke to the sounds of monkey screeches and Liam's scream. I jolted upright from the boulder, and I quickly made my way back over towards the bathroom hole. There were rabid monkeys desperately trying to get out, and Liam was off to the side, struggling to pull his pants up.
Once he pulled them on, I saw that his hands were shaking. His entire body was shaking, in fact. All he did was show me his hand.
I gasped. I almost felt like crying. Because of me, Liam would die.
All over his face and hands were bites from the rabid monkeys. He constantly fell over, weakening from the rabies bites. There was nothing much left to do but to have nature take it's course. That is, until Liam made me do something I thought I would never do to a person.
"Camille," He whispered. "Please put me out of my misery." He pointed over to a large rock, then pointed back to himself.
I shook my head no. But then I finally agreed. It was a dying person's last wish. I couldn't just say no. Especially since I'm the reason that he is going to die.
"Just-" He stopped. "Just smash my skull a few times with the rock." I winced at the thought of doing that. After smashing him in the head three times, blood began to trickle down the side of his head.
I buried my face in my hands with disbelief. I'm going to hell now. I'm a killer. I'm a killer.
I dragged Liam's body to the ocean where I deposited it. I sulked my way back to the sleeping area. I can't believe I just killed Liam James Payne. And I feel like everyone else is here as well. Wendy, Sabrina, Niall, Alana and Zayn. Maybe they are alive, too. Just maybe.
I deserve to die. I just killed a guy I met two days ago.
I'm going to go to to hell in one direction.
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~Author's Note~
I forgot to warn you guys about this before. But this book is going to be VERY graphic in violence from this chapter forward on. So if you feel uncomfortable about this, you can stop reading. If you don't mind, continue on. I have no question of the chapter. I actually began to cry a little when I described Liam's death.
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