Chapter 11

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Zoey pov

This blows... Yes this island is safe and secure and coach has made some very good canned beans but I miss Ellis and I even miss Francis loud sneezes that would wake me up in the middle of the night, or Ellis light snore that he had.

The island is probably only a good 2-3 miles away from the shore. I wish I could see them walking back but I still can't see anything but blurry spots. I really wish I had contacts.

"Hey young'n you okay?"

"Coach?" I ask

"Yea?"

"Why did you shoot Ben?" I've been curious for a while but to be honest I just don't want to talk about Ellis and Francis possibly being stranded or surrounded.

Coaches whole demeanor changes he looks almost for a way out but soon just relaxes and motions for me to take a seat in the sand.

"I like the thought of giving everyone a second chance... But then again...." He pauses and hangs his head.

"You ever see dominos fall and it creates a huge chain reaction"

I nod still looking at the coast.

"I let that boy go once and if I hadn't then Sarah would still be alive and Ellis wouldn't have been shot and we would not be all separated."

"You can't possibly think that this situation is your fault, do you?" I ask, I start to stand up and tower over coach.

"Don't for one second think that, coach you are the heart and soul to the group and you do everything you can. Just because Ellis is a stubborn ass that likes to get shot a lot doesn't mean it's your fault!" I huff and sit back down

"So your still mad at him"

"No. I'm mad at myself for being on this stupid island, and not next to him fighting and finding Louis and the others."

"I want to be there too, but we all have our duties and we can't afford to get this boat taken from us"

"Your right" I sigh when all of a sudden I see the wavy palm trees start to shake and coconuts fall down I look at coach and see him smile , I run over and grab one.

I hear coach whisper something like "wish chocolate fell from these" I start to laugh at his joke until I see his face go from happy to stone cold.

I turn to what caught his direction and see it, from across the coast I hear gunfire and a line flare slowly falling from the sky

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