Chapter 8 - The Knife

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    I woke up, I looked to my left and saw him. Weird, I still have to call him by "him", I still don't know he's name. From the tragedy that happened yesterday we didn't get know who we were. I stood up really quite and slow. I didn't want him to wake up and see how akward it is to sleep beside a stranger. Before living outside and going to the waterfall to wash myself, I wrote a note and put it in the table saying " I'm outside, please don't try to get out, you might get lost.!" . I went outside and found Miracle and Savior in the waterfall. I took off my clothes and dived in. When I finished washing my body I put the other pair of clothes, I was remembering all the things that happened yesterday night. It was a cold night how could the helicopter explode? I mean yes it was a really bad accident, but the engines of the helicopter could not been off unless it was really hot. Something was wrong with that helicopter. 

    I was putting my shirt on, and I hear steps, I t wasn't Miracle or Savior the would have to step 4 time not 2. I grabbed my knife and hide behind a tree. I was just in my bra and shorts I wasn't wearing a shirt because I didn't have time to pu it on. I see someone walking and grab the person wrap my arm on the persons stomach and hold the knife in their neck. 

"WHO ARE YOU?" I screamed in their ear holding my knife even tighter in teir neck.

"Woah, wild girl calm donw it's me conor! Put the knife down " He said nervously, but smiling he was scared but still being sarcastic.

"Oh that's your name?" I said shy not looking at him, he was so cute. Then I remembered that you should not trust or feel atracted to any man. I am Angeline Golstein he's not going to SEDUCE ME NOT AT ALL.

"Yes, My name is Conor. what's your name beautiful" he says with the stupidest look ever, he was acting cheeky and flirty. NO we're surviving in  here not feeling sexually atracted to anyone you little womanizer.

"MY NAME IS ANGELINE. WHY ARE YOU HERE I TOLD YOU TO NOT GET OUT YOU COULD OF GET HURT AND/OR LOST" I said not screaming but looking at him deadly in the eyes

"Well, I needed to see where we were" he said smiling

"You coud of get lost" I repeated

"Well, it looks like I'm a lucky guy huh?" he said being cheeky again! I was mad but not suprised I know how this guys work. they're little traders

"It's not funny to me" I said crossing my arms. He wasn't taking me serious he was still smiling. The worst thing is that he smile makes me weak inside what the hell am I thinking?

"Well looks like you care babe, oh and by the way nice bra" he said and then he winked at me. Oh shit I tottaly forgot I was only wearing my bra in the upper part of my body. I ran to get mmy shirt and I put it on. OMG that was so embarrasing.

"Don't be afraid I won't bite;)" he said 

"I am not afraid of anything" I said, he looked at me suprised and said 

"sure, whatever you say, wild girl" he stood there staring at me.

  He smiled at me. I rolled my eyes he was really handsome, he had beautiful blue eyes and his hair was pretty soft. He had a brittish accent, I liked the way he would put his hair up and his face was just... just my thoughts were interrupted by him. 

   He was shaking his hands in front of me, like I wasn't listening to him.

    "What are you thinking about?" He said looking at me like I had monkeys in my head

   "Nothing" I say walking away "Why are you even smiling? You're friend just died yesterday in that helicopter!" I said while facing the opposite way instead of looking at him, with my chin up.

  " He was like my brother. I try to not think about it, but it's impossible." he said sitting in te floor with his hands in his face. I looked back to him and I walk a few steps closer and say

 "Would you like to look for the rests of his body? Maybe we could make him a small funeral he deserves it, or does he?" 

"huh? I-I" I cut him off and say

"Nevermind we should let him rest in peace! He's body exploded in pieces, I'm sorry" He was looking at me. He stood up and grabbed an apple from a tree he was going to bite. I ran so fast and took it away from his hands. I gived him a casual look 

"What?" 

"You can't eat this Conor, well not like this!" I said he looked confused and laughed

"Why?" conor said

"You have to washed it before, you can get really sick!" He rolled his eyes and didn't take serious what I said to him.

"No, believe a lot of animals contaminate the outside of the apple. Once I got sick really bad, it was long time ago, but it was horrible. Let's go in the cave/house there are a lot of fruits in there!" He followed me while I started walking towards the little door I opened it with the key and went in. 

*in the cave/house*

"here you go!" I handed him an apple he bit it and sat down. 

I went to the storage room and grabbed another materess one of the big ones I was dragging it upstairs. I saw him looking at me confused I could feel he had no idea about what was I doing. I put the mattress beside mine a bit separated I left a space between he's bed and mine.

"Conor, you're sleeping here" I say 

He stands up... walks towards me, he comes even closer and...

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