No Longer.

12. Attached at the hip

Rule #9 - Give him what he wishes.
Rule #10 - Give it to him now.

Day #24 -

No ones POV -

During the night of absolute carnage.
whilst running away, Gwen had managed to run through a bush of Ivy, poison Ivy to be exact. unbeknownst to the rest of the group, Gwen was highly allergic to poison Ivy, something Chris and the producers failed to mention. She was found by Trent, who was following shortly behind her. They had no medication or antibiotics at camp to treat Gwen. She was sitting in absolute agony as Leshawna was holding a wet towel over her leg, hoping it would bring down the swelling. Spoiler alert. It didn't.

They didn't know what to do, it wasnt safe to travel to the medical tent at this time. They would have to wait until morning, but no one would be able to sleep hearing Gwen's groans of pain all night. So Geoff and Owen decided to take one for the team and head to the medical tent. It wasnt that far from camp so it would be a quick trip. Owen was a big guy, so the killer would have more trouble bringing him down, and Geoff? Well, he had nothing else to loose.

They set off towards the medical tent with nothing but Duncans small switch blade for protection. Duncan only lended it to them because he didnt want another death to be caused by him. They got to the tent no problem, Geoff started looking through the cabinets to find some sort of antibiotic and disinfectant. He couldnt find anything other than some paracetamol and rubbing alcohol. He wasnt even surprised, this was Chris McLean they were on about, he was surprised there were any supplies at all. But something is better than nothing. He grabbed some cotton balls for the rubbing alcohol and some ace bandages, but in that moment, Owen's stomach began making noises. Geoff didnt question it, this was normal for his friend. He stood up straight ready to exit the tent.

Little did he know that his friend already lying on the floor with a wound on his head. He left through the tent and saw a man, much bigger and stronger than Owen standing wielding a weapon in each hand. In his right, was a bat he was used to hit Owen over the head, and in his left? He wielded a machete. Geoff knew there would be no escaping this, he hoped if he stayed still and didnt struggle, it would be quick and painless. He was right, the killer didnt find it fun when they didnt struggle, he found it boring, unappealing if you will. Geoff was killed with a quick whack to the neck with the machete. Owen however, well his fate was sealed. Since Geoff was a pretty boring kill, the killer decided to have his fun with Owen. (No, not in that way)

He didnt kill Owen, that was far too nice. He kept him alive, sure he was still knocked out, but that wouldnt last forever. He would wake up eventually. Wouldnt he?

Short answer: yes, he did. He awoke to excruciating pain in his right arm and shoulder. He turned his head. Geoffs cold, dead eyes staring back. He jumped, but Geoffs head didnt move. Owen's eyes trailed down, seeing thin, red thread stitching Geoffs head to his shoulder. He panicked, bringing his arms up to try and move Geoffs head. His right arm didnt move. Owen prayed nothing else happened. His arm was a different colour? Tanned...burnt? Geoff arm. Owen started crying. Apologising over, and over to Geoff. He could feel his heart racing, he felt faint, whether that be due to his injuries, mental state at the moment, or his years of bad eating catching up to him. Owen blacked out. Life slipping away from him.

Cody's POV -

The guys still aren't back. Luckily, Gwen wasnt affecting her too bad anymore. Looks like luck may finally be on our side. She is up and walking again, with Trents help. It's nice to think that, even after what is happening, some thing dont change. An example being Gwen and Trent.

Katie is still in the cabins, Courtney and surprisingly Heather, are trying their best to comfort her. Trent took Gwen to the cabins. We are currently deciding on who we should send out. I want to go. I need to finally be useful for something. I am not dying for nothing. I offer to go but I'm quickly shut down, it would be a semi-dumb decision but no one else offered so, we decided to randomly choose someone to tag along with me. We decided DJ was the best decision, he was quite a fit guy to be fair. We grabbed some essentials and set off.

No ones POV -
(I hate this chapter sm)

I changed this bit due to me getting it wrong :')

DJ and Cody headed off for the medical tent, they make it there pretty quickly. But, just their luck, they bumped into someone upon their arrival. The Killer. He was just leaving the tent as they walked up the hill. They ran. They ran, hoping that luck would finally be on their side and they would both make it back and possibly make it home safe.

LOOK WHO FUCKING CAME BACK. so funny story, my phone is fucking broken, and my replacement cant download Wattpad. I'm writing this on my broken phone hoping I dont explode. I'm not back in the swing of writing yet, so this fuckin sucked.

Hope everyone is doing okay. 😀