Stranded

Chapter 8 So Why Exactly Am I Alive?

I had no words for a moment and sat quietly pondering what this could mean for me.

"Wait a second, You kill all intruders?" I asked once more

Jack nodded

"My father does not want word to get out about this island for fear that someone would use its power for evil."

"Well I suppose that does make sense," I agreed, "But why am I still alive then? Could you also explain to your father as his son that I am of no threat. If I had a ship and a map I would leave, it's not as if I stranded myself here or chose to come." I asked

Jack sighed

"Because I'm afraid I have fallen for you Lily Erindale, It is something even I cannot explain. I hope I am noy being too brash as I am planning on talking to my father." Jack took my hand and kissed the back of it, I blushed.

"It is stupid I know, but," He looked me in the eyes, "I have never met anyone so unique as yourself."

I was trapped by his words until I realized what I was doing. I stood up abruptly.

"I'll bet you say that to every other girl you meet huh?" I somewhat yelled at him annoyed by his honeyed words.

"What no-" Jack stuttered looking genuinely hurt

I looked at him coldly and then turned back around and walked away.

"Wait! Lily!" Jack ran after me

When he caught up he took my shoulders and looked into my eyes

"Please." He begged

"You can't expect me to be won over by your sweet words, I'm not dumb I can see what you're doing. I bet you just want to lure me back to your home to do villainous things to me."

Jack looked dejected

"No, Lily truly I mean it, I have never met anyone like you. I promise I am not trying to lure you to your death. If I found you it is only a matter of time until the rest of the villagers do. If that happens I cannot protect you." he pleaded

I looked at him for a second, then I walked away,

"I'm sorry, Jack, but I'm not someone you want to fall in love with and I don't need your protection." I went back to my unfinished treehouse as the sun went down. I looked at my device and debated for a moment to turn it on. What would even be the point? My death at this point is iminent, no one would get the chance to hear my longs until it's too late. With that in mind I started frantically working on the rest of the walls. I already finished one and started another before I met with Jack. I kept working relentlessly trying to forget about him. I needed to distract myself and I needed to work on my treehouse. Hopefully by the end of the day I'll have the walls finished and then I can work on the roof. As I was tirelessly working on the walls my mind lingered to Trenton, for a moment my mind wouldn't let me stop thinking about all the memories we had together. All the laughs we shared and the time we spent together. We were inseparable, even though we were just kids when we met, our bond was so strong. I had known him for years, we first met when I was 8. Our families were close so inturn we became even closer. It's hard to just let someone like that go, even if they aren't around anymore. I have all of these years of memories and the person I shared them with is gone. I don't think I'm ready to love again, not yet anyway. Forgive me Jack maybe if we had met at a different time things would have worked out. It's not even that I don't want him but that I can't quite think about loving again yet. I sighed and got back to work on the walls of my treehouse. Once again hoping to drown my thoughts with productivity.