Last One Standing

We're All Family

Megan's Pov:

I walk up the next morning and Cam is right beside me practically breathing in my face.
I then turn the other way, and Jalyn is beside me.
Iliana and Shawn aren't there. They're probably killing each other. Hayes and Marika are sleeping a few feet away from me, and Whitney and Nash aren't here. Probably went on a walk or to look for stuff.
I sit up and then I realize Cam is waking up too.
He then sits up too and smiles at me.
"What are you smiling about?" I ask him.
"You talk in your sleep." He laughs.
"What are you talking about." I ask.
"Oh Cam. Cameron! Oh yes Cameron! Yes!" He kinda moans and jokes.
"You're lying." I quickly say.
"Happy to say I'm not." He laughs even more.
"Oh my gosh." I whack my hand on my forehead.
I had a dream about him and I.
He moves my hand from my face and still has that stupid but cute smile across his face.
"It's fine. I have that affect on people." He winks at me.
I then hit him with my sandy pillow.
"Don't flatter yourself. It was probably a nightmare." I laugh.
"Sure," he exaggerates.
Then there is movement on the other side of me, it's Jalyn.
I thought she was sleeping.
There is a blanket covering her now.
"Jalyn?" I mumble.
I hear whimpering.
"Jalyn?" I repeat.
Now I know she's crying.
Out of all ten of us, she's the weakest.
We were all on the plane by our selves, so non of our family died. She was here with her mom. Her mom is still dead in the woods.
"Are-are you okay?" I say, now rubbing her back through the blanket.
"I want all of this to go away!" She sobs.
"It'll all be okay.." I assure her.
"Megan!" She then quickly sits up.
"She was the only one! The ONLY one! Both sides of the family's grandparents have passed away and my dad died of cancer when I was eight! Both my parents were only child's so no aunts and uncles! I HAVE NO ONE!" She then drops her body back down onto the blankets.
And for the first time in my life, I don't know what to say.
I turn around and Cam's face is as blank as mine. We're both shocked.
I continue to rub her back to comfort her and Cam and I silently yell back and forth for one of us to say something.
"I know this might not mean much, cause we all don't know each other very well. But I'm here for you. And so is Cam. And everyone else. Especially Matt. He would not stop talking about you when him and I went to get more food. He was talking about how it was his job to take care of you, in memory of your mom. He truly cares about you. And don't even get me started on how cute he thinks you are!"
And I hear a faint little laugh.
"I'm serious. He legit compared you to Beyoncé. I want to be like Beyoncé! You should be honored!" I try to cheer her up.
She lifts her face from the blanket.
"Is he calling me black?" She then giggles.
"Ask him yourself. You two should really talk. Cam and I are going to look around the island a little bit, and I want you to stay here and keep good care of that leg." I say to her.
Cam and I then stand up and start to walk away.
Cam then grabs my hand.
"You're a really brave and kind person for saying and doing that. She's having a rough time, but I bet that helped." He tells me.
He then pulls me behind a tree.
"Cam, aren't we suppose to be looking for stuff?" And right after I say that he kisses me kinda forcefully, but it was good. It was really good.
I feel fireworks and tingly and everything else.
For being trapped on a island, this is the only place I want to be right now.