Surviving

Chapter 19

Hey sorry for not updating for so long. I am coming to an end of this story. Maybe there will be 4 more chapters.

I am really busy in writing the Russian translation of this. It is the most read fanfiction in Russia! I'm really happy about that.

I am also starting to write a new fanfiction called Hiding. It is a new and much better idea that to my knowledge has never been used before. I am really engaged into that story too. It's going quite well but it would have been amazing if more people read it.

Please use up 30 seconds of your time to press 'Hiding' and add it to your library to read. It would mean so much to me.

I am now 13. I hope that surprised you. It probably didn't becuase I'm not even that much of a good writer anyway.

Embrace yourselves for the worst chapter ever.

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Sophie's point of view.

I really just need to get out of here. It's so boring. Also I'm on the verge of dying. Its a struggle to stay alive.

"Collin." I have now found out his name. It was slightly awkward. I recall this happening:

"What's your full name, Sophie?"

"Sophie Moore." I simply answer.

"That's a nice name." Collin says smiling. Later he starts singing my name. I don't think he even notices that he is doing it. Maybe its just a bad habit if his, not noticing what he is saying.... But it is really annoying.

He is not a good singer either.

I have come to learn that Collin is extremely annoying and never shuts up. If I have to stay here with him any longer I will probably die. Not becuase of any animals or starving or anything like that but just becuase of the headache I constantly have to put up with.

"Collin." I call out again trying to get his attention back from the weaving he is doing. He turns his head towards me and nods indicating for me to say whatever I am going to say.

"I need to tell you something." I pause to think of exactly what to say. This is going to be very long explaining.

Collin isn't what I would classify as bright. A lot of questions will be asked but that is to be expected.

"There are these five guys on this island. They helped me so much with everything and they are the reason I am still alive today." I mean that in more than just 'they saved me from dying on this island.' They have pulled me away from misery so many times long before this.

"Are they on this island now?" Collin asks, interrupting me.

"They are still here. I left them and then got in danger. I have no idea about them since.... this accident... me almost dying accident..." I regain a very needed breath and carry on with the hard topic. "We need to find them. I need to see them again." A tear slips out my eye as I think about how much they mean to me.

One tear leads to another and by the end of the explanation I am full out sobbing. He pulls me into a hug and we stay like that for a very long time.

"We need to find them," I choke out into his soaked remains of a t-shirt.