Just a Little Bit of Love

Deserted (Jacob and Sandra)

Letting a sigh out, I rested my head on my knees as the water lapped at my feet. For the last month or so we've been living off of the emergency pack Jacob packed, but it was getting smaller. Soon there wouldn't be enough for even one of us.

The sun unmercifully was beating down my neck; my once beautiful pale skin was now perfectly tanned and peeling. My once dark brown hair had lightened so much that it now seemed dirty blond. Ever since we figured out how long we've been stuck here for, the hope I had that we would one day be rescued diminished. They should have found us already, unless they haven't even bothered to look for us in the first place.

A shadow appeared in front of me and I groaned, not wanting to hear what he had to say. Just once I would like to wallow in my misery.

Instead of saying anything, the sand next to me shifted as he settled on the ground pulling his legs up so he could rest his arms on his knees. Glancing at him, for the first time I saw his face completely relaxed.

"For what it's worth, we got a beautiful view out of all this."

Biting my lower lip I turned back to the ocean, the soft waves lazily making their way to shore. There were barely any clouds in sight, the sky so light that it was hard to tell where it ended and where the ocean started.

"We're gonna die out here Jacob," I whispered.

I could feel his eyes on me, and while at some point that would have made me ecstatic to have his attention, it only brought on the pain that we were stuck on this island.

"Don't talk like that Sandra," he spoke. "They're looking for us."

"How do you know?" I spat out, finally turning to face him. "We have no way of knowing where we are, or if anyone knows that we're gone."

Jacob shook his head, his mouth was set in a thin line as his naturally gold hair shined in the sun. "Come on Sandra, I know I'm not the greatest person to be stuck with. But you can't talk like that."

Not surprised with his short temper, I rolled my eyes. "I can talk however I want Jacob. And if I want to be depressing then I will be."

"No you can't!" Pushing off the ground, Jacob ran a hand a hand through his hair, glaring at the ocean now. His chest heaved as he kicked the sand.

Waving away the sand that floated over to me, I let out a cough. "Why not?"

Jacob glanced at me, his face cracking as I coughed again. "Because if you're giving up, then what's the point of even trying to survive another day?" He let out a sigh, sitting back next to me, but this time our legs touched.

"I know that it seems like I don't have much faith in being rescue, but that's just me. I bottle up how I really feel." Jacob lifted his head, his brown eyes meeting my blue ones. "Ever since I first met you, you've always worn your heart on your sleeve for everyone to see, to touch, but mostly to break."

Lowering my gaze, I slipped my hand into the sand, feeling how it shifted to fit around my hand.

"And I've watched you fake countless smiles so no one could tell how much it actually did hurt. You never gave up the hope that someone would come along and instead of breaking your heart; they would help you sew the pieces back together."

Pressing my lips together I shook my head when I felt him turn my chin towards him. I could barely make him out from behind my tears.

"So I know that if you're giving up, that it's useless." Jacob whispered.

For years I had crushed on Jacob from what I thought had been in the shadows. I suffered through countless relationships that I thought could help me forget about him, and for some time, I did. It would be fantastic, the dates, the small blossoming romances, and I would fall in love. But in the end, I always got hurt. Then I would see Jacob with another girl and it would hurt even more. So I would find someone else and repeat the process.

And it wasn't just my ex's that hurt me; it was also the people who I called my friends too. I wasn't safe from anyone.

"You know, I've always loved you," Cupping the back of my neck Jacob leaned forward brushing his nose against mine.

"Why didn't you say anything then?" I cried out, my hands shaking as I threaded my fingers through his hair. I felt his lips against my cheek, my heart suddenly picking up speed.

Jacob leaned back, his eyes searching mine. "You never gave me a chance to."

Swallowing the lump in my throat, I looked around at where we were. There was no one to interrupt us, no one to keep us away from each other. This was our chance. Perhaps, even our last chance. "Better late than never," I whispered.

The corner of his lips twitched as he let out a chuckle. Closing the distance, Jacob pressed his lips against mine, an electric current racing through my body as the kiss took on a life of its own.

I shivered as the water glided under my feet but I tightened my grip on him. I didn't want this moment to end.

"When we get back," Jacob murmured in-between kisses. "I'm taking you out on a real date."

Smiling I nodded as I was lowered on my back; the sun was quickly blocked from my sight as Jacob hovered above me. "I'm holding you to it."

He grinned and quickly pressed another kiss against my lips, cupping my cheek before pulling back. "This is why you shouldn't lose hope Sandra."

Nodding, I pulled him back down and he complied, kissing me so much that I could feel the broken bits of my heart slowly pulling back together. There was always the chance that we would never get rescued, that we would starve before anyone could find us. And as much as I feared our young deaths, as long as I had Jacob with me, I wasn't as afraid. Because I would never be completely alone with Jacob holding my hand as we stepped into the unknown.