Wave After Wave

Chapter 2

The blackness fades away and I jolt awake. Someone rolls me to my side and I throw up some water and start a coughing fit. It gets harder to breathe and I gasp for air. My shaking hands reach for my purse, but someone grabs it from me and grabs my inhaler. They stick it in front of me and I quickly use it. I close my eyes and take deep breaths to try and calm myself down.

My eyes opened and I am face to face with the guy that I saw earlier when I was getting some air. He is soaked and water drips from his hair. His hair from what I can tell is a dark brown and then he has these bright blue eyes that have a hint of green in them. He has a sharp jaw line and he has to be the most handsome and attractive guy I have ever seen in my life.

But now is not the time to think about boys. Why am I even in this position and why is he here?

We are so close. I looked away at my surroundings and saw we are on a beach. The sun is slowly starting to set and the waves crush out in the distance. I snapped my head to look at this stranger and he was staring at me. I stood up but went crashing back down on my behind.

The stranger grabbed my arms and helped me up. I nodded my head in thanks and then backed away.

"Where's the boat? What are we doing here?" I asked. The stranger looked at the ground and turned to look at the ocean.

"The boat is gone. Were stranded." He said and I almost didn't hear him.

My eyes widened and my hands were trembling again.

"W-what? How?"

"You fell and drowned. I jumped in and saved you. I tried to call for help, but all them idiots out on the deck were drunk." He snapped angrily.

I know I shouldn't feel this way, but I feel like this is all my fault. My hand flew to my mouth and I turned to face the forest so the stranger couldn't see me cry. Although he is facing the ocean.

The tears ran down my face and they weren't going to stop. I choked down the sob so he wouldn't hear me.

I felt a pair of arms grab my arms and then me around. He then hugged me and I rested my head on his chest and proceeded to cry.

"I'm so sorry." I cried.

"Why are you sorry?" He asked.

"T-this is all m-my f-fault." I stuttered.

"No it's not. Shh, it's okay. They'll come looking for us. It's not your fault."  I felt him stroke my hair and try to comfort me.

  I suddenly felt sick and I pulled out of his arms and bent down into the sand. The contents from my stomach were emptied and I felt the stranger pull my hair back. I stopped after about thirty seconds and wiped off my mouth with my hand.

  "You okay?"  He asked.

  I nodded, not trusting myself to speak because my voice might sound right at the moment and I'm about to break down crying again.

  "Well, we need to find some supplies because it looks like we'll be spending the night here." He said.

"What's your name?" I asked.

"Dylan.  What's yours?" 

"Olivia."  I answered.

  An idea popped in my mind and I got up off the sand. I grabbed my purse and checked to see that my clothes were dry and so was my other stuff. Thank goodness my purse is water proof.

"I have an idea." I said.

"Okay, go on."

"I can change into these clothes and then we can collect some leaves, make an area, and then rip my dress and use the fabric to lay on top of the leaves so we can sleep on there. The fabric is really good and comfy." I suggested.

"That's a good idea."  Dylan said after thinking it over for a minute. We were staring into each other's eyes and I don't know how much longer I can do it.   I look away and stare at the setting sun.

  Dylan clears his throat and walks to the forest to gather some leaves. I went the opposite direction and went behind a few bushes and took off my clingy dress. The water made it stick to my skin and it made my legs really itchy.

I then put on my blue baseball t-shirt from when I played baseball last year for my school. Then I put on my black and blue athletic shorts.  I grabbed my dress and then walked to where Dylan was standing and placing a pile of leaves in the sand. Wordlessly, Dylan grabbed the dress from my hands and began to tear it into pieces and placing them on the leaves.

The sun is all the way down now, and the moon has replaced it. Many stars light up the sky with the moon. Dylan has already made himself comfortable on the pile of leaves and my shredded dress. I sat on the 'bed' and looked at the sky. Tears filled my eyes and I sniffed.

What have I done?

I just wanted to see the island, and instead I'm pushed off the boat and I can see the island clearly now. What if they never come back? What are we going to do for food? Shelter?

Dylan. I feel terrible that he's in this situation. I have never imagined being in a situation like this myself.

I wiped the tears from my face and continued with my thoughts. I heard shuffling and looked over to see Dylan sitting up beside me. He wrapped an arm around my shoulder and I leaned into him. More tears fell down my face.

"I'm so sorry." I cried.

"It's okay. It's all going to be okay." Dylan whispered.