Stranded (GirlXGirl)

Chp. 13

I woke up the next morning the sunlight shining into the camp, the door was still closed but the creases in the camp made it possible. I stared at the empty side of the camp, remembering that Claire had left me last night. 

For something “better”.

The pain wasn’t far behind the realization and I knew I had a busy day. I wanted to work on the S. O. S. sign and hopefully spot a boat on the coast. 

I would sit and watch all day today.

It dint mean I was going to et rescued, but staking out and watching gave me a better chance than always out wandering. I didn’t know when Hunter, Claire and Tyler were going to come and I didn’t really care because I didn’t want to see Claire. 

Then again, I did. 

I wanted to stay mad at her, and the rage I still felt reminded me I still could, but I couldn’t hold a grudge forever. 

I exited the den, seeing no one outside of my den waiting for me, which depressed me even more than what I already was. I started hauling wood and palm leaves over to the dried up old stuff, knowing it would light easily if I had to. 

Which I wasn’t expecting. 

The more I walked around and hauled the more stress and pain I let off of my shoulders. I knew Claire was with Hunter and Tyler, but I couldn’t stop thinking about her. I couldn’t stop wondering what I had done to make her leave, to make her bold enough to just leave my side. 

After all this time. 

I thought about my parents, hopefully they cared about me, hopefully they were praying and waiting by the phone everyday for my return.

Hopefully they loved me enough to want me back.

I missed them, I missed how we used to be so close before their promotions, before they always had to be on the go. 

Before they always had to leave me. 

I thought about Mallory, her cheerful face every time we saw each other. How she accepted me completely, how she was my best friend since freshmen year, and never once left my side. 

It pained me to wonder whether she had been rescued or not, and I was praying to God that I would be reunited with her. I missed her, I missed her laugh, the way she always cheered my up and brought out the good things in me. 

She never hurt me like everyone else. 

The pain was nearly unbearable, but I had to get through it, I had to work on this sign. I wanted off this island, I wanted to leave so bad.

I had even thought about building a raft, but that never worked.