[INCOMPLETED]
Her life used to be handed to her on a silver platter, now that life didn't belong to her anymore. She was stranded on an island, living the pogue life. Emerson thought she had escaped from her demons, she thought she was free. She tho...
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"I'm not letting you drown in this shitty plane."
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There wasn't much noise on the island. It wasn't like outer banks where you could hear cars driving by and kids laughing on the beach. Here it was perfectly quiet. The only sound you'd hear was the waves crashing on the shore and animals in the forest. But this morning was different.
All the pogues were still asleep. Emerson was snuggled into JJ's chest, their hearts beating in sync. It was the first night in weeks when she's actually managed to sleep through the night without a nightmare.
Pope rolled onto his back, his body slowly waking up from sleep. His eyes were still closed as he listed to the waves and the seagulls flying above them. He just laid there, listening to world around him, that's when something caught his attention. It was a strange sound, one they hadn't heard on the island, a sound they had been hoping to hear.
His eyes opened slowly, wondering if maybe if mind was just playing a trick on him. Pope sat up, looking up at the sky. Even though his head told him he was just imagining it, Pope stood up needing to make sure. He walked closer to the shore, his hand was held up shielding his eyes from the rising sun.
"Plane," He whispered to himself, unsure if it was really there. Pope's head tilted to the side, his brain now believing what his eyes were telling him. "Guys. Guys, wake up. There's a plane!" Pope ran over to his backpack, grabbing a lighter they had been saving for this exact moment.
The others slowly began to wake up, Pope's frantic movements causing them stir from their slumber. Cleo was the first to wake up, she watched as Pope ran away from their campsite. She sat up slowly, quickly spotting the plane in the sky.
"Guys, wake the hell up."
Emerson reluctantly opened her eyes, a smile appearing on her face when she saw JJ's arm draped around her. Her moment of bliss was shortlived though, since the sight of a plane caught her attention.
"Holy shit," without thinking Emerson pushed JJ's arm off her so she could stand up.
Her movements woke JJ up right away, he didn't like her pushing him away. JJ watched her walk down the beach, that's when he realized what had caught her attention. "Oh shit, Johnny, wake up," JJ said as he stood up too, moving to wake up John B, "get up."
Within seconds all of the pogues were awake, all of them looking up at the plane with shocked expressions. They didn't know if this day would ever come. Emerson's head turned watching as Cleo ran after John B to light the fire they had set up for this exact scenario.
