The Wind That Carried Me

Chapter 4

"Rain?"

I was roused from my thoughts by Anemone, who was smiling at me.

Cayley was frowning at me. Clearly, she had figured out that I was thinking back to that day again. 

"Rain, stop thinking about it. We've got a second... and third chance. Maybe a fourth." She said quietly. 

What if we fail all those times? That nagging thought screamed at the back of my mind. 

Anemone and Vailant exchanged curious glances between each other, frowning at us. 

"Care to enlighten us on this cryptic conversation?" Vailant asked sarcastically, folding his arms.

"No, because it's none of your business." Cayley said harshly. To which, Anemone pointed out, saying, "Cayley, that's very blunt of you..." 

"You're just too soft, Anemone." I snapped coldly, looking at my feet.

If you had seen what we did... and got a second chance just like us...

Anemone frowned, folding her arms. "That's a little uncalled for. You dazed off into space, we call you back to discuss our camping trip, and now you're showing me attitude? Listen, Rain, I'm not the cause of your discomfort right now, so there's no reason to take it out on me... I just want to talk to you about this camping trip, so lighten up, alright?" She said softly, trying to smile. 

You're not the cause of my discomfort?

You're not?

Then who is, Anemone?

Who is?

"Rain. I need to talk to you in private for a moment." Cayley hissed, grabbing my wrist and dragging me to a corner of the room.

"What?" I snapped, glaring at her. 

"Rain, they don't remember that they died during the camp. She's right, you know. That was pretty uncalled for. They don't even know what you're upset about, and it's not fair to take out your anger on them." She chided, folding her arms and jabbing me in my chest.

"And that's not fair too!" I yelled, drawing some curious eyes towards us. "Why should we be the ones living with the guilt of being survivors while everyone else-" 

"Pipe it down, will you?" Cayley hissed, slapping her hand over my mouth, before shooting me a glare. "In case you don't remember, we agreed on this so our friends wouldn't stay dead. Sure, it's a more taxing task for us, but it's worth it if our friends live." 

"What if they die again? What if that damned bear comes back again, murders everyone in cold blood and we have to go through another cycle?"

Cayley seemed to be at a loss of words as I mentioned this. Sure, we had more than one chance to save everyone, but it didn't mean we wanted to see our friends die before our eyes more than once. 

"Do you really want to see Vailant get crushed and swallowed in front of our eyes again? See Anemone try and keep our spirits high so we could escape as she sacrifices herself to kill that bear again? I don't know if you're that sadistic, Cayley, but I don't want to see that ever again..." I said, my clenched fists trembling by my side. 

Cayley immediately looked up with a pale face, her hands trembling by her side. "You know that's not what I meant, Rain. Of course, I don't want to see them die again, but we can't be so rash as to act on every emotion and instinct we have for the sake of this." She reasoned. 

I sighed. She did have a point.

"If only we had never gone on that stupid camping trip..." I muttered, looking at my shoes.