Day 32 -
Gwen's POV -
No one's left their cabins since we found Court. We don't even know what happened, fuck knows we're not going back. It took me ages to drag Duncan away from her.
Cody seems...better? I don't know how to put it. He's talking too people more, he seems perkier. It's okay. We're okay. We have to be.
??? POV -
They're all dying. L- nah, I'm kidding. I can't see anyone from out here. I've tried leaving the Dock, but my head starts pounding, I feel ill and my vision blurs.
I've seen only a few of the other...not the survivors. I've seen the stupid one, at least I think it's her, from the clifftop. I've seen one of the twinning girls in the woods- jeez, I really should've learned some of their names. No clue how Cody's doing. He better be alive.
I sometimes hear boats passing, always getting my hopes up, but then remember that I can't be saved. I'll never be saved.
Cody's POV -
Courtney's gone. No one apart from Gwen and Duncan know how. I don't think I'd wanna know anyway. I hope it was quick, so she wasn't in pain.
..I kinda feel for Duncan. Him and Court were a thing, I think. I wanna tell him it's okay. But it's not. It's not okay. It's his fault. He's dead. Noah died, and it was Duncans fault. As much as I hate myself for it, I'm glad he's feeling this. I'm glad he's feeling the absolute despair I did. I bet Noah felt it when he was being-...
That's not the point.
I'm sorry, Noah.
I'm so sorry.
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.No one's POV -
It was sunny out. People had left their cabins today. Duncan specifically. He sat on the grass, outlooking the pear.
Yet he can't see him.
He felt someone sit next to him, barely looking over. A specific brunette, sat. Cody. They hadn't spoke since the incident with Noah. Duncan could still feel his punch. He's sorry, but doesn't see the point in verbalising it.
"I get it." He hears.
His brows furrowed, confused.
"I mean, I know how you feel. Losing someone you develop a feeling for."
Duncan feels guilt. He didn't mean for Noah to face the fate he did, the pain."It's not an easy thing, but she's looking out for you. I mean, I feel like Noahs with me sometimes. They're not coming back, Duncan. We still have to get out of here."
"Yeah...yeah you're right. I- I wanna apologise, Cody. But I don't know how-" he starts, looking towards the other.
"Stop. I don't want an apology. It won't make him come back." Cody replies, not making eye contact.
"Right..."
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Mystery / Thriller22 teenagers who think they've signed up for a reality show are left behind with an escaped serial killer on an island. There's arguments, deaths and a couple confessions. All credits to this Island of the Slaughtered fanfiction go too @eaveery.css...