Just Survive!!

Part 1(Ch.3)

Marie, the reporter, and I head to lunch and as  we are waiting she proceeds with the next question.  "What do you first remember when you came to?" Tears fill my eyes as I glance down at the huge scar across my upper arm.  It was my reminder....Marie squeezes my arm apologetically. "W-well."I stutter...

                *12:00 PM Location:Some Island (Unknown whereabouts)*

I cough as I struggle to even lift my head. It felt as though someone took a bowling ball and dropped it straight on top of it. My vision was blurry and my lungs burned with  smoke. I was surrounded by pieces of the plane, trees, and luggage. I try to move but a sharp pain causes me to wince and fall back down.  My arm ached so bad. I looked down to discover that it had a piece of debris pierced all the way through my arm. My legs were scrapped up and my head was bleeding. I manage to sit up and the nose of the plane was on fire and torn up a couple feet in front of me. 

I  look around me for something to wrap around the piece of debris until I could get it out. I find a muddy sweater laying beside a cracked open suitcase. I wrap it and the pain causes a loud shriek to escape my lips.  After several attempts to and great amounts of pain, I was finally able to get up.  "Hello." I try to call out but my voice was scratchy and weak.   No answer. I see two bodies and limp over them to see if they were still alive.  It looked as though they were a couple.  The guy was definitely dead.....he was still in his seat , a metal wire impelled in his chest. 

I look over at my arm , the debris still in it.   It started  to look red and puffy.  If I didn't get it out soon then it would get infected. The muddy sweater wouldn't help me anymore once the debris piece was out, it would just cause more of an infection.  I bend down beside the woman and part of her dress was perfectly clean . "Sorry for this."I tell the corpse as I rip the dress. I sit down and wince as I lightly touch the metal shard. I try to give myself words of encouragement and steady my breathing. "Okay you got this....on 3."I stutter to myself.  I counted to three but didn't have the guts to pull it out.  It took more attempts of counting to three before I pull it out. The sound of flesh ripping and my screams was all I could hear as I quickly wrap it up to stop the bleeding. 

It starts throbbing as I breathe through the pain and got up to search for anyone that survived. "Benny....willow.....anyone?"I call out. I limp all around the ripped plane. The back half of the plane was missing so it must of broke in half in the air. I get to a piece of the torn wing. I notice a bright purple jacket laying beside it. "Willow..."I run over to her not caring about my pain or ankle.  Her head was bleeding and her foot was bent all weird. Her other leg was bleeding and her arm was stuck under the piece of the wing. She wasn't breathing. 

Tears stroll down my cheeks as I begin performing CPR. "C'mon baby c'mon"I cry as I transition from mouth to mouth to CPR. I kneel beside her and continue..not ready to give up hope on her.  Memories flood back into my mind of her when she was 2. Her little legs walking to me, my arms held out wide. Another one of when we went to the beach and she would run away from the waves that approached her. The memories keep coming and I give up after 20 minutes of trying to revive her. I lay my head on her stomach...my tears soaking her already bloody shirt.  "I am so sorry sweetie. I love you so so much." I cry into her chest. 

                                        *END OF FLASHBACK 3*

A/N- Sorry that was a really emotional chapter...Please don't hesitate to leave me your thoughts in the comments. Thanks and I will try to get the next chapter out as soon as I can