Stranded

Chapter 9-Trévon

Diamond. Why'd you abandon me. I'm already so lonely. Why don't you see me? Come to me before my last day on earth arrives.
Come to me before my last day on earth arrives.
Come to me before my last day on earth arrives.

I quickly wake up. What kind of dream was that?! I don't even know. Imma just ignore it for now. I always get weird dreams like that. One time I had a dream I was sucked into a giant butthole and I turned into one of the members of the immune system. Then there was that dream the KKK came up to my school and asked me to be a member of it, even though I was black.

It's the middle of the night. I'm scared of the dark. Well, I guess i gotta face my fear. Ain't nothing out here anyways.

I grab a flashlight that I found in Mr. Charles bag and start walking around. To get to know the place that I'm going to spend the rest of my life at. But, maybe me and Elijah can make our own civilization. Hold up- nvm. I ain't Tryna have kids.

I start coasting along the island and I hear a little footsteps. It's probably just Elijah. I keep walking around. Then, I find a watch. A nice one too. It actually looks pretty new, no rust or anything. I pick it up, put in in my pocket, and turn back around to go back to the campsite. Then I see a tall silhouette. I jump back a little.

"What do you think you're doing with my watch?", he asks

"Sorry, I thought I was alone"

"Well, I thought it was a drought.", he laughs.

I ignore the comment, but I admire how he stays so calm in this situation.

"Who are you?", I ask.

"I'm a trevon, I've been here for a few weeks now"

"Oh, I'm Diamond, me and my boyfriend somehow ended up here the other day."

Upon hearing I had a boyfriend, a disappointed look came across his face.

"Well, you best be going, it's dark out here" he suggests

I start walking back to my campsite.

The first thing that came to my mind when I lay my head on my pillow was
Wow he's tall. I don't know how tall he was for sure, but he's probably 6 feet something. I'm only 5 feet 4 inches.

After daydreaming for about an hour, I finally fall back asleep.

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"SQUAA"

I wake up to the sound of a seagulls circling around me and Elijah.

The first thing that comes across my mind isn't "help me", but rather, "food!"
Me and Elijah exchange the same glance.
Now all we have to do is figure out how to get those birds to come down.

Then a brilliant idea hits me!

I gather some of the coconut parts I wasted, and also got the sharpest stick I could find.

"What are you doing", Elijah asks

"You'll see"

I throw the seeds right in front of me, and just as I though, the birds came circling down to eat them.

In the middle of the birds snack, I stabbed one of them on the back. I tried to get another one, but the rest flew away. That's when I realized that this didn't go exactly as planned. For one, I got bird guts all over me, and in addition to that, I don't have a fire, so the bird will probably rot if I don't hurry up.

"Elijah, quickly make a fire", i said as I gathered all the things j could think of to start a fire. I got leaves sticks, trash, I even managed to find some random cardboard on the floor.

Then I quickly start plucking most of the chicken, and then I have to clean it. I used to go to my Aunties farm every summer so I mastered cleaning birds.

"I never made a fire before", he said.

"Ok and? I've never killed a bird before. I've never been in a plane, or a plane crash before. I've never been in a situation where I needed a fire quick before the bird I killed rots. IVE NEVER BEEN STRANDED BEFORE.
SO COULD YOU STOP SAYING YOU NEVER DID STUFF WHEN ALK YOU HAVE DO IS TRY!", I say as furiously plucking the last feathers of the bird.

I was getting hangry. This always happens. Usually, Elijah would yell back, but he was in the wrong this time. So he just shut his mouth and started making the fire.

Sometimes I swear I'm the dominant one in the relationship.

He finally makes the fire and I start cooking the seagull like I would make a marshmallow. Are seagulls even edible? I'm not sure, but I'd rather eat something that has a chance of not being edible than starving.

"I saw you get up inter middle of the night,where'd you head off to?"

"Nowhere", I lie. Elijah is the super jealous type. To the point where it sometimes gets annoying. When we first started going out, he wouldn't even let me buy things at the store if the cashier was a man.

But trévon was nothing to worry about anyway. He was funny and sweet and all, but I have Elijah. So why did i lie?

I clear my throat. "Actually, I found another person", I say excitedly.

"Really, who is she?", he asks

"It's a he. His name is trévon. He said he's been here for a couple of weeks, but the place I found him at had no sign of somebody living there but a shiny watch."

"He didn't try to mess with you did he?"

I laugh. "No, but he's really nice, maybe tomorrow I'll let him stay with us."

"Or not"

"Why not? He was all alone and he seemed hungry."

"If he's been alive for a couple of weeks alone, I'm sure he can stay alive the rest of his life alone."

"Fine"I say, but tommorow, or maybe the day after, I'm going to get him.