I had taken a nap for about an hour and then I started to run again. When I was almost to the camp, someone grabbed me. I reach for my knife and turn around with it at their neck. It was Aubrey. I dropped the knife and hugged him so tight.
"Oh my god, I thought that thing got your ass. Are you okay? You still got the radio right?" I said laughing.
"I thought it got your ass, miss I'm bout to turn around for a bag. And yes I'm good." He says taking out the radio and showing me.
"But what's in this bag, you gone want some so hush." I said pushing him.
After bout 10 minutes we arrived at the camp. Where they had already skinned the boar and had it roasting in the fire. Fredrick walked up to us, dapping Aubrey and hugging me.
"Y'all good? Man, we heard that shit again last night. Thought y'all asses wasn't coming back!" He laughed.
"Too soon, yo." I said walking off leaving the two of them in conversation. Hearing a commotion, I walked toward the gathering circle to see 2 guys fighting.
"Stop! Chill out, it's not that serious!" I said pushing them apart with the help of the Doctor.
"What's the problem anyways?" The doctor asked them.
The 11 year old boy who sister I saved stepped forward with a pair of handcuffs and spoke. "I found these in the jungle while I was picking fruits." He gave them to me.
"And this muh'fucka was in the back of the plane with his hand underneath a blanket the whole damn time. Ol terrorist ass." The black guy I pulled off said.
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"Just because I'm Arabic doesn't mean I'm a fucking terrorist." The other guy says back and mumbles some Arabic words.
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"None of that shit matters. What matters is we got the transceiver from the cockpit but it's not working. Can anyone here fix it?" I asked looking around.
"I can." The Arabic guy says.
"And we really gon trust him?" The black guy says.
"Aye, Silenco papi. We're trying to get off this island." A Hispanic girl said and people agreed. Aubrey who was behind me handed me the transceiver. I handed it to the Arab guy.
