Stranded Again (A Louis Tomlinson Fanfiction)

~Chapter 10~ Faith, Trust And Pixie Dust!

~Faith's POV~

Shoot. I'm dead. I'm dead. Louis and I are both dead. Stupid rocks and that stupid hurricane and that stupid ass raft. I already knew that we wouldn't last long. My head is killing me. Not to mention my stupid leg that got cut from that stupid raft.

Wait, no one feels pain in Heaven. But I do know one thing. My head hurts like a bitch, and I'm very light headed. So it could be a possibility that I'm slowly dying from blood loss.

I slowly opened my eyes, squinting up at what appears to be the afternoon sun.  All of the memories painfully came rushing back to me. The hurricane, the raft and the rocks. But the question that remains is: Where is Louis?

Hopefully it's like last time. Last time, when I awoke to find Louis next to me, safe and sound. I slowly got up, and my hand immediately flew to my head because I had a very bad headache. I looked at the spot that I was once laying on, and saw a pool of blood in the sand. There was also a familiar pool of the red substance around my leg.

I traced my fingers along my temple, and I could feel blood trickle down the side of my face. And once again, I blacked out. This could only get better. *sarcasm*

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"Claireeeeeeeeeeee why am I not dead yet?!" she shrugged. "I can't answer that, Faith." I pointed a finger at her. "Where were you yesterday anyway?" 

She smiled at me. "I went to go save Epiphany." I gasped. "You went to go save Epiphany instead of saving me?! Or someone I know at least?!"

"Faith, two people have been saved already." I looked at her confusedly. Two? "Two?" I whispered. She nodded. "Yes, two." 

"Who?" I asked curiously. "Wendy and Epiphany. Wendy found Jamaica and Epiphany was taken to a hospital by a helicopter. When she first met me, boy she was quite confused. She thought that I was you until I told her who I was."

I played with my fingers in my lap. "Will Louis be okay?" I whispered worriedly. Claire placed her hand on mine. "I can't tell you that." she whispered. "But I will tell you one thing. Faith, trust, and pixie dust." 

I laughed, remembering that line from the Tinkerbell movie that Claire and I used to watch when we were younger.

~Flashback~

We were both nine years old, and the Tinkerbell movie had just ended. Claire and I were sitting in front of our living room TV, eyes widened and mouths wide open. 

"That movie was the bombdiggidy." Claire said. "i know, right?" I said. We turned around to face each other. "Do you remember the motto?" Claire asked.

I smirked. "Of course. I have amazing memory." We placed our hands on top of each other. "Faith, trust and pixie dust!" We exclaimed, while throwing our hands into the air. We both giggled.

"Remember Faith, if anything goes wrong, just say the motto." she said with a wink. I laughed. "I will remember that." 

"Sisters forever?" Claire said while holding out her charm bracelet. On it was half of a heart pendant, and I have the other half. When we put the both of them together, they said 'sistas forevs'.

"Sisters forever." I whispered, holding out my charm bracelet as well. The little magnetic hearts clicked together. 

We both looked at each other and smirked. "FAITH, TRUST AND PIXIE DUST!" We hollered at the top of our lungs. We both began to giggle again. 

"Faith, did you even notice that your name was in our motto?" I gasped. "Not until you mentioned it." She wiggled her eyebrows. "Well now you know."

"Yeah." I whispered. "Now I know."

~Back To Reality~

We both laughed at the memory. We were psychotic children back then. "Remember that time we stole those cookies from the cookie jar?!" Claire asked in between laughs.

I nodded, tears of laughter filling my eyes. "And we thought that we would have to go to jail or something." She giggled. "Good times, good times."

I sighed. "I miss you Claire." She placed her hand on my shoulder. "You won't miss me for long." she said, tears brimming her lower eyelids.

"What do you mean?" I whispered. She sighed. "Faith, you might not make it this time."

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~Louis' POV~

Holy shit. My throat is dry, my head hurts, and I feel like I'm about to pass out. Again. Wait. Faith. Where is she?! My eyes fluttered open, and I squinted up at what looked like the afternoon sun. 

My head felt like it weighed a thousand pounds, and my arm hurts like hell. I reached up to the bandage that was wrapped around my forehead to see that it was gone.

Waittttt. What? My bandage is gone? I felt warm liquid trickle down from the gash on my forehead. I was afraid to touch that area again, now knowing that the bone in my skull was exposed.

This thought sent chills down my spine. "Faith.." I whispered. My voice was raspy from dehydration. I wondered if she could hear me at all. Probably not.

She is probably not even on the island. I bet she was saved already. Or worse, she could have been killed by those blasted rocks.

My eyelids suddenly felt very heavy, and I felt my heart rate slow down. I struggled to stay awake, but it was hard to do that since I knew that I was at death's door.

I fell asleep, not knowing if I would ever wake up again.

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~Author's Note~

*Gasp* Boobear might die! And what did you think that Claire meant when she said that Faith won't miss her for long and that she might not make it this time? HA! Those were two questions of the chapter. Lol, I'm kidding. Anywho, Question of the Chapter: Who else wants to see scary movie 5? It seems hilarious xD. But I do know one thing. There is no way in hell I'm going to go watch Evil Dead. That movie looks like it would make me shit my pants. I would probably have to wear diapers if I were to watch that movie.

Lots Of Carrots,

Hope

P.S. Sorry for the short chappies lately!