Chapter 5

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Today marks day nine of being trapped on this island. Each morning I wake up hoping it's all a dream, that when I wake up I'll be in bed and hear the birds chirping. Reality hits me and I realize it's not a dream. All of this is real.

All the recourses such as food and shelter, is gathered where Dylan and I are camping. There's already been one storm. Damaged our shelter a little bit, but nothing we can't fix. Exploring the island has been a little interesting. I've never seen some of the animal and plant species that live on this island. That has to be really the only good thing about our situation.

As for Dylan and I, we've gotten a little closer. We talk and have nice conversations. I try to hide my emotions from him, but he can read me like an open book. He knows when I feel the guilt, and he continuously assures me it's not fault. I try to believe it and I think I'm getting closer to being able to believe it.

"Tell me about yourself." I said out of no where.

"Me?" Dylan asked, his eye brows raised.

"No, the monkey over there.  Yes you!"  I laughed. Dylan chuckled and shook his head.

"My names Dylan. I'm 18 years old.  I live in small town, born and raised.  Gets a little small, but gotta love people in that town. They're...amazing."  Dylan said and had this gleam in his eyes.

"Who is she?" I asked.

"Who's who?" Dylan frowned.

"I can tell, there's a girl.  You really care about her." I replied.

"Oh. Well there is one. She's funny, loves princesses, horses, and always shares her cupcakes with me." He described smiling. I nodded my head as he keeps describing the girl.

"No offense but she sounds like she's five." I said.

"Well that's cause she is." Dylan replied.

"'No way!" My eyes went wide.

"Her name is Bella and she's my little sister."

"That's so cute! You really love her."

"With all my heart." Dylan replied.

Hearing him talk about his sister and town makes me think about my hometown and family. I know it's not good at all to think what I'm thinking but my mind is going against me. All I think about is what if we never get rescued and we're here forever. My parents will be devastated. Bella and Dylan will never see each other again.

More thoughts flood my mind and I can't take it anymore. My hand flies to my mouth and I run away from Dylan and to the side of the forest. I fall to my knees and the contents in my stomach are thrown up. I stop after a few seconds and sobs escape from my mouth.

A hand rubs my back and I jump up. I back away from Dylan and wipe away the tears. He tries to reach for me but I step back. My hands are out and motioning for him to stay away.

"Olivia-"

"No." I interrupted.

"Olivia stop!"

  I sat down in the sand and cried into my hands. I can't believe I let the thoughts get to me. I just couldn't control it. I tried. I'm trying. I have to keep trying if I want to survive.

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Short chapter, which I apologize for and I also apologize for the long wait. Update coming soon !!!

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