Lost With You

Chapter One: Jump

My heart pounds as our plane crashes onto earth.

The plane hits with a thud, causing the front half to flip over and burn to flames.

The back half, where I am seems to skid sideways fast until it crashes into a boulder.

"That's it" I thought "I'm dead"

I wasn't dead though, surprisingly I have survived with only a minor cut on my right arm from when I slammed into the planes interior wall. I open my eyes to see the plane half burnt half crushed, I'm surprised this wasn't one of James Bonds many props instead it was the real deal, and I was scared as hell. I unlatch the seatbelt that was already torned on both sides, ready to split in half. I grabbed my waterbottle that surprisingly had survived and searched for survivers.

"Hello?" I yelled. The only responce I got was a metal peice broke from the ceiling and fell to the ground, yet still I pressed on. "Anyone there?"

"here" said a muffled voice near the front of the broken half of the plane.

I instantly rushed over to see no one, well no one alive "Where are you?" I yell.

"H-here" the voice said more distinct now, it defiantly was near here.

The voice was coming from under a load of metal pieces.

I quickly picked up one peice but quickly dropped it when it burnt my fingers "ow!" I screamed.

"careful it's hot" the muffled voice said in amusement.

"ha, thanks" I said sarcastically.

I found a rod nearby that could probably lift the other metal piece off the person.

"I threw a rock at it to check if it was hot, much to my luck it did nothing to the rock. I picked up the rod and thrust it to the ground causing it to slant so I can use it to pick up the metal piece. I placed the rod under the metal piece and heaved at it, I heaved ten times till I gave up and threw the rod away, not happy about it being unhelpful. I stared at the metal… I couldn't leave the person there to die for… I can't be on my own.

After getting enough willpower I quickly lifted up the heavy, burning hot metal and threw it as far and fast as I could.

I stare down at my fingers as tears sprang my eyes, My fingers felt like they were chopped off then were squeased at with someones fist. They were black too, burnt like all my fathers toasts from now on in the mornings since I'm gone.

I glance over at the person I saved to see he has already gotten up. His arms were red and bloody and his fingers were black too. His blond hair was ruffled up like he just woke up while his face was red and sweaty.

"You okay?" I ask while cluthing my fingers into my fist.

"yeah, you?" He asked his voice all choked up, probably from suffication.

"I'm fine do you want some of my water?"

He looked hesitantly at it, but with his eyes he looked at it wistfully.

"It's cool you can take it, I don't mind" I tossed the water bottle at him which he reluctantly catched.

"Thanks" he said as he untwisted the cap and took a chug of my water.

I watched him chug while examining his features. His eyes were a baby blue that I never could get from my mother, instead I got my fathers hazel eyes. He was actually quite short for a guy yet he was taller then me.

"When your done checking me out do you want to help me find a way out of here?" He said as he capped the now empty bottle and tossed it at me.

Me being clumsy it fell on the ground and I had to bend over to pick it up. "I wasn't checking you out" I growled as my cheeks grew heat.