Washed Up ≫ A.I

Chapter [31]

[Tyson Croke]

I was feeling really uneasy over everything at the moment.

Benson had separated from Brandon and I out here to go ahead of the path. We had left the fields about an hour or so ago to check the wreckage of Michael's plane for supplies. Brandon had assumed that it would have all been useless or gone if Michael was still here and yet Benson explained to tell that Michael wasn't just here as a survivor. He has no idea that he is incredibly incorrect. However, Benson should have been headed back by now and it was seriously dark out.

Brandon and I were suddenly alone for too long. Suddenly the leaves rushed back and Emma crawled out onto the path. I whipped my flame torch around in shock and snarled a little down at her.

"You shouldn't be out here." Brandon says loudly while stepping up in front of my flame.

"And why not?" Suddenly Denise walked out behind Emma and planted her good hand to her hip. She flashed Brandon a death glare and stabbed at us with some unusual attitude.

"Denise?" Brandon stepped back shocked, "What the hell you guys? You realize that you left that jungle man back at camp with Ashton and Charlotte running around!" He shouted.

I burrowed my eyebrows down at the two stubborn girls standing in front of us and shook my head. I prayed Ashton and Charlotte wouldn't reach Michael before we are done but Benson was taking forever to return from the path. I heard a crack behind me and spun around to catch my light on it. The flames of my makeshift torch nearly blew Emma's hair up into flames.

She screeched and jumped back from my whiplash, "Why are you so on edge all the time?!" She yelled up at me and then turned towards Brandon, pointing her finger, "And you know tying up an innocent man is wrong. Don't make my best friend sound like the bad guy for not being on your side."

"Is that why you left your post? So you didn't look like a bad guy for keeping him there as well?" Brandon spat back and Denise then jumped into the argument.

She pulled Emma back and brushed her short blonde hair from her lips. "Brandon you are being childish! What is wrong with you two right now?"

"There's nothing wrong with being cautious about a newcomer," I snap sarcastically earning a heavy glare from both girls.

"Really? Because you guys didn't act like cavemen when me and Brandon arrived before." Denise fired back again.

"This is different," I huffed and dropped the flame to rub my palm down my face. My skin felt sticky and thin when I ran my fingers down from my eyes to my jaw. I could feel the thick prickles of facial hair poking my skin, "He's not from our ship."

"Doesn't mean we have to treat him like some dangerous animal!" Emma blurted out.

"He tried to kill you Emma!" Suddenly more crackles started walking up behind us and I spun around again with my teeth clenched in anxiety. Benson's voice boomed from behind the tree line until his glowing blue eyes peaked out from the darkness. His outburst definitely shut the girls up including Brandon and myself.

Soon enough Benson crawled out from behind a bolder and swung his arms out to break through the tree vines that hung down from in front. I sighed in relief ready to get the hell out of here. I realize I am sounding like a massive chicken stuck in the jungle but I hadn't been out here in the dark yet. I've been so on edge over everything that has happened today, that I was psyching myself out over something even more devastating.

"Now that you all are done bickering," Benson hummed over to Brandon and I before acknowledging the girls, "Why did you two left your post?" He asked calmly towards the girls now.