Stranded (GirlXGirl)

Chp. 8

The despair I felt in my chest was back, and suddenly I felt as if I couldn’t breathe. I fell onto my ass, letting my head fall into my arms as they curled around my knees. I couldn’t believe… they were right there, so close, but yet so far…

We could’ve been rescued. 

I began getting angry, angry at myself, angry at Claire, angry at the entire world. I couldn’t stand myself for letting that opportunity pass, and we were still fucking stuck here!

I stood, walking fiercely into the jungle towards the water pool. I needed to cool off, and I couldn’t even stand to be around any one at this point in time. I tripped on fallen branches and palm leaves, getting tangled in vine as I thrashed my way through the jungle. 

I fell to my knees at the pool, feeling the sting of pain make it’s way through my heart. I looked at my reflection through the water, slowly wiping the sand and sweat off of my face. 

I wanted to cry, scream, and hurt myself all at the same time. I couldn’t stand the anger and the despair in my chest, it was overwhelming, and suddenly I began to cry. 

I hadn’t had time to actually let out my feelings and emotions about this whole situation but I was now, and I knew I would be here awhile. 

If we didn’t get off of this island… my life would be over. I would live day after day alone here with Claire, dirty and famine. I would never see my parents again, my friends were all dead, even Mallory… 

My life was over anyway. 

How does someone possibly come back after something this traumatic? Almost an entire senior class was wiped out, all of their lives cut short because of one stupid accident.

I felt the tears well up in my eyes again and I sobbed aloud, falling onto my ass and pulling my knees to my chest. I felt like dying, like there was no use continuing on because everything was over anyway, we were going to die here.

I felt a hand on my shoulder, forcing my crying episode to a halt, and I looked up into Claire’s green eyes that held sorrow and sadness. She knelt next to me, resting her head on my shoulder and hugging me around the waist. 

Where was this coming from?

“It’s ok Alex.”

I knew if that response was coming from Claire she had to feel extremely bad for me, and I couldn’t have that. 

I shook my head, “No, it’s not.”

“It’ll be ok.”

I looked at her, nearly breaking down again, “No Claire, it’s not!”

She grabbed my by the shoulders, shaking me slightly, “Stop it, Alex. Don’t get all fucking pessimistic on me now. You’re the sane one here!”