Chapter 9

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~Chapter Nine~

My sleep wasn't really very exciting. Probably because it consisted of no sleep at all. I spent that whole 2 hours just lying there, thinking about well, everything. I can't get that question out of my head. I've become scared of what could happen to us here, and that I do want to be with my mom, help her get through her kimo. I'm worried about Rachel and if she's okay. How long we're gonna be here for. Without food. And just in general. This place is growing on me, and I'm not sure if that's good or not yet. That's why I don't like being alone. I start over thinking. Which leads to emotions. Which leads to crap I don't want to deal with. I think I've been "sleeping" for long enough. I'm not in a good mood. At all.

"LIAM" Like I said, I'm not in the mood.

"Sounds like someone's awake."

"Shut up I'm not in the mood."

"Ooooooh it's grouchy Ashley never mind. My mistake."

"Like I said. Shut up. Did you ever find food? I'm starving." Really starving.

"Should I have looked?"

"YOU DIDN'T EVEN LOOK. FUCK LIAM SERIOUSLY." Last straw. Not like there were any in the first place.

"Okay then." I decide to leave for the waterfall. That's where I actually enjoy to think. I plant myself on a rock beside the water. Dropping my legs into the pool I wave them around. Calmly looking at the person staring back at me from the ripples I form. "What's with you." Liam follows me.

"Please don't."

"No really. What made your attitude change all of the sudden."

"How long do you think we'll be stuck here for?" I've been wondering this for a while now to be honest. Hasn't really left my mind. Kinda like that question.

"Don't think of it as being stuck here." He says. "Think of it as a vacation before vacation."

"Yeah that helps a whole lot." I give him a shy smile.

"No problem." He gives me a small smirk.

"Ash?"

"Yeah."

"I- um. Never mind."

"Liam, you know I hate when you do that."

"I know you know." Now he's confusing me.

"Now tell me."

"Nope."

"Yes."

"Don't make me complicate things."

"Please?"

"I shouldn't."

"Liam." I say lightly.

"Okay."

"Well?"

"No. I can't I'm sorry." He stands up, ready to walk away, when I grab his arm, making him turn to face me.

"Please.." I whisper right into his ear. There's almost nothing between us.

"I like you Ash, I've never stopped." I freeze. Did he just say what I think he said? No way. Not possible. He's dating Rachel. He's not allowed to like me. What am I suppose to say? "It's okay you don't have to say anything." But I want to say something to you..I think.

So I resort to my only option "I'm sorry." I run. I don't know where. I'll go anywhere. I just can't be here. With him. I can't deal with him on top of everything else. Then I remember, I can't really go anywhere this this stupid ass injury. It's much though. So of course, I take off, and I fall flat on my face.

"Ash, are you-"

"Please don't call me that.." I stand up and brush myself off, completely embarrassed. I make my way back to the plane.

"Ash- Ashley, don't be-"

"I'm not."

...

Well I think Liam is officially afraid to talk to me. Probably just the mood I'm in. Mostly me afraid to talk to him though. He confessed he likes me. That's crazy shit ya know? He's fucking dating Rachel. But he likes me. If only it wasn't as complicated, and I still don't kniw how I feel about him.

I step into the plane and open the curtain to our room.

"Hey." I stop. To my right and who I'm now facing is a man I've never seen before. He has fuzz around and on his cheeks and mouth. His features are incredible, with eyes of blue, but they're bluer than Liams, and his brown hair flows perfectly around his face. Not to short, but not too long. He is attractive to say the least.

"From the expression on your face, your probaby wondering who I am and where I came from."

"How'd you guess." I smile.

"Well I'm not here to kill you."

"Not a killer. That's a good sign."

"Hah. To answer your question, I came from the same plane you did. Crashed with it actually." He lifts up his shirt to revial his fit body. From his sholder to below his bellie button, is a long deep cut. "I stiched it up myself." It was stitched with green thred.

"Oh my..What happened? If you don't mind me asking." 

"Some guy cut me then killed himself. On the plane. He went crazy."

"Oh."

"What about you? What happened to your leg?"

"Long story short, one of the metal storage compartements on the plane fell down on me when we were crashing."

"Ouch." 

"You kidding? Some phyco tried to kill you."

"A metal box tried killing you."

"Hehaha"

"Do you know if there are any others?"

"No. I was just us till you came along."

"Us?"

"Yeah, me and Liam."

"There's another guy?"

"Ya. He should be back soon." I start thinking about our previous conversation. 

"Okay. Sounds good." He says. I turn to leave then stop again. 

"It's Ashley by the way."

"Clay."

Clay...

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Sorry this one took a while, I've been busy. Comment who you think should play Ashley, Liam and Clay in the comments!

-A

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