Chapter 23

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~Day 2~
The sunrises and sunsets were definitely the best part of the bad situation. They were the most beautiful ones I had ever seen, as they rose and fell out in the deep blue ocean.

Early this morning when the sun had just started to come up, I finally decided I couldn't take it anymore laying on the uncomfortable ground. I had to climb up and over Payne's legs to get out of our shelter, whilst making sure I didn't awake him. I'm glad I decided to take yoga in Year 12.

On my way down to the beach, I carved another tally mark into the palm tree. Only two days and I felt as if I had missed out on an entire year of civilization.

I continued to the beach, pulling my boots and suit off, laying them next to me in the soft sand. I then looked out to the ocean, pink and orange colors beginning to appear from the sun. I watched as the sun came into view, filling the dark blue sky with even more colors.

I couldn't help but think of my mother. Here I was, watching a sunrise on a deserted island, the last place I'd ever think I'd be, thinking about how my mother never even got the chance to live.

I was given a second chance, and I couldn't help but think it was her watching out for me. I just couldn't understand why she stuck me with him.

Before I knew it, the sun was halfway up and a steady breeze began to blow off of the ocean and through the trees. It was then that I realized I had been crying, the tears becoming dried to my face.

I heard footsteps approaching from behind, making me turn to my left to quickly wipe my tears away. Payne sat down next to me on my right, grasping his hands loosely over his bent knees.

"You ok?" He asked as I nodded my head quickly.

"Yeah I'm ok." I said quietly, trying to muster up a look to face him without crying again. It didn't work, so I kept my head down, looking at the sand.

"You don't seem ok." He commented making me want to roll my eyes. No shit Sherlock.

We sat there in silence, listening to the waves crash against the shore. I could see him open his mouth to speak a few times, but shut it after, constantly changing his gaze from the sun to me.

"You know, I wish I could be more like you." I chuckled, shaking my head back and forth.

"In what way?" He asked, dipping his head down a bit to meet my eyes, surprised I had spoken.

"You seem prepared for this. I never even took into account that this whole situation could have possibly happened. And yet, here I am crying like a baby. You'd probably do better on your own out here without me." I explained, seeing him put a ponderous look on his face.

"I wouldn't do any better without you here. You designed our shelter. I probably would've just thrown a couple of sticks on top of each other." He said, making me smile a bit at the thought of him trying to build a shelter on his own. I could feel him smirk, as he looked out to the ocean, obviously satisfied in getting me to show some emotion.

"Why do you do that?" I asked a few moments later looking up at him for the first time.

"Do what?" He asked confusedly, leaning back onto his elbows.

"Act like a totally different person towards me when I'm having a problem." I replied, making him purse his lips, waiting for me to elaborate.

"You'll make things hard for me when everything is starting to go smoothly and then the second something wrong happens, you give me a break. I don't understand it." I said, waiting for a response.

"Well, as I said, I was trying to make it as easy as possible for you." He said making me stand up and groan in frustration.

"Is that always what your answer is going to be?" I asked, getting tired of hearing the same thing over and over.

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