Back Talking & BackHanding

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Hans POV

When I'd waken up that morning Gabe was still peacefully snuggled into me. His snores were soft and it didn't look like he'd be up anytime soon. And so, I slid off from underneath him and got dressed. Gabe was so slow and lazy you'd never guess he played baseball. The kid was not the best traveling partner and he for sure would not be good on a hike. When finished, I grabbed our bags and headed off into the forest.

No I wasn't ditching Gabe, I wouldn't do that unless I seriously needed to. Consider it? Absolutely. That's something I do all the time. However, leaving him wasn't on my to do list. I was making our trip go a little faster. I had my ways.

Something I didn't like about Gabe, he was such a whiney baby. Like please. Stop. Me being the sarcastic jerk that I am, I just seriously could not take that. But hurting Gabe's feelings was the least of my worries. I needed to find us a place to stay and soon because sleeping on the ground was not going to work.

Honestly, I knew some people hadn't made the plane crash. Considering there were more than 100 of us, yea. Some of the other students didn't make it. And the staff. But I didn't like admitting those things. And I really didn't want to freak Gabe out even more. I saw the look on his face when he brought up the topic. He looked like he wanted to cry. I took him away from the crash before he could see any of the dead bodies.

Here's how it went:

I woke up laying on something hard. At first, I assumed I had fallen asleep in a weird position on the plane but when I opened my eyes I was not on the plane. I was laying on hard concrete. I got up and had a huge headache. Blood was dripping from my forehead and I was a little dizzy. I stood up slowly, holding the gash, and looked around. Our plane was totaled and there were few people around. Most of them were teachers and staff who'd sat in the front of the plane where it made impact with the ground.

However, there were about five dead students. And it broke my heart to see one of them was my best friend. He wasn't moving and he didn't look like he was breathing. It made me cry. Because I loved him more than anything and to see him laying there dead in front of me was the worse thing that could ever happen to me. Another was a girl who I use to know.

Crying made me more dizzy and my vision more blurry. I searched the destroyed plane for my bags. Once I found them, I took one more glance around at all of those lost in the crash. And one last glance at my dead best friend. And I walked away.

I had no idea where I was going. Away from there, that's for sure. The pain I was feeling inside was just too strong. All those people were gone now. I sighed to myself. Walking straight forward for hours. I was exhausted. My head was still bleeding some and I was still dizzy. Eyes getting heavier and heavier. I bumped into something and fell straight on my butt. "Owwgggrrr." I groaned. Normally when I bumped into something, I didn't fall. Whatever I bumped into fell. But I was so tired and dizzy I guess I lost my balance.

"Oh my gosh! Hans!" I heard someone cry. I rolled over on my side and curled up into a ball not caring at the moment. Wait, did someone just say my name? When I realized it, I sat up and looked up at the boy. Gabriel McHardy. The nicest boy in school. Well, to the girls. To the boys, he was was the fag with swag. I never called him that but a lot of the other jocks did.

"W-H-A-" I was so confused and sick that I couldn't talk. "Look at you! You're bleeding." he said helping me catch myself from falling again. "Come here, you poor thing." Gabe nursed my head. Putting water and a towel on it. Then wrapping it with an A-C bandage he'd had in his first aid kit. Then he went to talking. Ugh. "I can't believe I found someone who's alive! I'm so happy I found you. Now we can find the others together! And I can take care of you and help you with your head and you can do all the manly stuff like finding food and whatever."

Man this kid was annoying. "Did you bring food? How'd you get all the way out here? What happened to your head?" He quizzed. I opened my mouth to speak but Gabe beat me to it. "Do you have your clothes and stuff? Did you find your bags?" Could he not see my stuff laying on the ground next to me? "Hey, are you ok? You haven't said a word since I bumped into you. Except for Ooowwwgggrrr and W-H-A which aren't really words."

Well maybe I could if you'd shut the hell up. "Gonna answer?" He asked. Once again, before I got a word out, Gabe continued his rant. "I saw you, at the plane right? And you weren't moving so I thought you were dead and so I stole the gum out of your pockets." he laughed.

I raised my eyebrow and reached my hand in my pocket. Yea, my gum was gone. "It wouldn't be in your pocket silly, its in mine." he said. No, it was in his mouth. I smelled the mint constantly as he would not stop talking. Gabe opened up again to start talking but I shoved my hand over his mouth. "Please." I said with my eyes closed as I took a deep breath. "Shut up." his talking was too much for me to take in all at once and my head's giant gash wasn't helping.

I felt my palm get moist and could not believe what just happened. I yanked my hand away and gave Gabe a disgusted look. "You did not. Just lick my hand." I said. "Don't tell me to shut up." he shrugged. My eye twitched. "Gross." I said. "So u guess we're travel buddies now!" He yay-Ed. Gabe wasn't only the nicest kid but he was normally always happy. Why? I don't know. But I hated it. Like seriously, frown for once. "No. No. Don't ever say that again." I said sound drowsy.

"But we are. You aren't gonna...leave me...right?" His voice calmed down and he sounded worried. "No," I said. But it sparked back up. "YAY! I KNEW IT!" He yelled like a little girl. "I need someone to eat." I told him and he mugged at me. "You can't eat me. I saved your life!" He said. And then, I passed out.

I found the beach soon after leaving Gabe's side. He seemed like a beach person. Outgoing. Energetic. In the swim class. Always posting about being at the beach. Anyways, fast forward and here we were. At the beach.