~Chapter Three~
I look to my right. We keep gettong closer to the ground - I correct myself - water. I bite my lip, trying to hold back my salty tears.
Salty..
Water...
I'm surrounded my chaos. People on the floor, up and running, and people having mental breakdowns in their seats. "Liam! LIAM .WHERE ARE YOU!??" Now I'm just adding to the noise. "AHH!" I scream. A sharp pain shoots up the side of my right leg. Now I'm on the floor, feeling as dizy as hell. What just happened. Suddenly I felt like I was in one of those movies, where everything is in slow motion and out of focus. I move my eyes to my leg. Laying just below my knee sits the big carryon compartement that use to be over my seat, holding my extra bag. My leg is covered in my warm blood. Another shoot of pain moves up my leg. "DAMMIT LIAM" I'm yelling as loud as possible, but I only sound weak. Everywhere I turn all I can see is uncontious bodies laying on the ground. I shut my eyes, not wanting to see the some flying out of the very back. Thank god I'm almost at the front. "Helpp." I almost have no energy left. I grasp onto a chair to pull myself up to find my self on the ground again.
"ASHLEY!" I hear my name. Is it? "ASHLEY WHERE ARE YOU!"
"Liams?! I'm here! I'm here Liam!"
"Ash, oh my gosh what happeded, are you okay?" Now he's sitting beside me. Proping me up.
"Just get this fucking thing off me. I think we have to jump." He freezes. The wind still blowing around my hair.
"What. No. We can't do that."
"Common get this hunk of junk off my leg." Damn this thing is so painful. "AH." He pulls off the carryon compartement.
"SORRY SORRY." He pulls me up and makes his way gthrough the chaos, dragging me behind him, grabbing my bag from the compartement that use to be on top of me.
"Hurry up! We're almost at rock bottom MAtthews let's go!"
"I kind of have a messed up leg here!!!" Ohmigosh. I swing my bag onto my back and plop myself into a chiar while Liam looks from parashoots.
"Ashley."
"What!"
"The pilot's gone..and so are the parashoots."
"W-what."
"There's nothing here."
I look out the window for the second time. Another piercing scream, or at least what I think is a scream, fills what's left of the crashing plane. But piercing is an understatement. My blood staines the now darker red carpets. It's overwelming how much liquid that is suppose to me inside of me, is coming out of me. I have't really gotton a look at the damage yet, but I'm sure that when I - I mean if I get a good look at it, it'll be bad. I feel faint. Everything feels so out of focus again. My head is pounding. I don't feel good. At. All. Someone takes my hand and pulls me up. Everything is blurry. The person says something but I can't understand what. Next thing I know I'm dragging my leg with the rest of my away from where I was sitting. There was a loud creaking noise, a huge gust of wind. Then suddenly, still hand in hand with who I think now is Liam, I'm pulled out of the side of the plane...
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Teen Fiction{CURRENTLY RE-WRITING} Ashley is estatic when she hears she won a two week trip to Hawaii, but she starts running out of luck when her best friends boyfriend Liam comes along. She doesn't think things could possibly get any worse until her first pla...
