In Deep (rewriting?? )

17

I wake at 12 pm the next day, sleeping since we were out till 3 last night looking to the star. I can't believe I have been here for 4 days, it has gone by so fast.

I try to sit up out of my bed and feel a rippling pain on my back and stomach. Suddenly feeling sore I lay back into my bed, though the rubbing of the sheets on my skin irritates me more.

I take a steady hand a lift my sleep shirt to reveal angry, red, peeling skin. I had forgotten to put sunscreen on yesterday, and because of my fair skin, I burn, really bad.

One time when I was little I had to go the hospital because I got such a bad burn all over my body I couldn't breathe and I started to bleed.

Now that I think of it, it was getting hard to breath. Taking shallow breaths, I reach for my phone, closing my eyes at the discomfort of moving. I knew my dad was golfing today so I was on my own.

I try to get up failing a few time, though eventually, I was able to get up and make my way to the bathroom. Rummaging through my toiletries and realizing I don't have any aloe vera.

I sit on the cool tiles, not being able to get up. My breaths becoming shorter as I breathe through the pain. I was alone on the tile floor, with nothing to sooth my pain.

I quickly grab my phone to text the only other person I know on this damn island, Jason. Releasing, much to my dismay, I don't have his number.

I pull up Instagram and slid into my DMs. I start a chat with Jason, frantically typing.

I search in my contacts for Sexy, evidently, there is a contact with that name. I click on the number calling him

"hello?" his deep voice come through the phone.

"Hi" I wheeze, "I need help." I hear is shuffling on the other end of the line.

"What do you need?"

"Well, I need some aloe vera from the store."

"Why can't you do get it yourself?" he asked

"Well, you see....." I say pausing, unsure of how to explain my burn. "Just come please," I beg "and bring painkillers."

"OK, be there in 10," he says and hangs up the phone.

I make my way out of the bathroom, crawling to the door so I will be able to open it for him. I lean against the wall, in pain and out of breath, waiting for his knock. My eyes slowly drifting closed as I wait for him.

I am awoken by a pounding on the door, "Open up Sara" Jason yells. I reach up to the door handle and pull the door open. Jason steps in and looks around till finally, his eyes find my tired body.

"Sara !" he says shocked. "What happened?" he asks. I lift up my shirt, not caring he has a full view of my legs and under where. My thighs and stomach were blistering and lobster red. My shoulders and back were worse. He stifles a gasp as makes his way to me.

He gently makes me sit forward and helps me up by my armpits, careful of everywhere else. He leads me to my bed, telling me to lie down. He pulls out Advil and a bottle of water, giving it to me to drink. I was then instructed to lay on my back over a damp cloth he had laid out.

His face suddenly turned red, "I, umm, can't, umm, get your shoulders with that, umm, shirt on." He looks down. "Are you wearing a, umm, bra, umm?" he asks awkwardly. I nod, not even thinking that he would see me fully exposed. He gently takes off my shirt, leaving me in nothing but a bralette and my underwear.

His eyes scan my body before snapping away to his shopping bag. He grabs a tub of aloe vera and starts his work. He starts to gently rub the cool liquid on my stomach, legs, and shoulders. Once my stomach is relieved of its pain, he instructed me to turn over.

I flinch as the cool substance touches my back, though instantly relax as it brings relief in its wake. One he is done he pulls out a tub of ice cream and two plastic spoons, placing them down on my bed. He runs to my closet, bringing out another one of my sleep shirts and carries it to the bathroom.

He comes back with it cold and damp. Helping me sit up, he makes me put on the shirt. The shirt being cold and damp made it irritate me less. He sets up a bunch of pillows against the backboard for me to lay back on.

I give him an appreciative smile as I sink into the cushions. He crawls into bed beside me, opening the tub of chocolate ice cream and turning on the T.V. I eventually fall asleep with my head resting on his shoulder, to the sound of Spongebob Square Pants.

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Ok, guys... things are happening. Just to let you all know, these are real Instagram accounts I made. You can go follow them if you would like, NO LONGER ACTIVE (I am planning on making my character be active on them with chapter updates. I am also planning on making account for some of Sara's friends too. I will not be using my own pictures for these accounts, they will be off the internet, they will just be pics I have found. I will try to find people that resemble what I am trying to describe with my character description though don't judge the pics to harshly. So follow @sara.wolf_reads on insta and @blackthornjason more maybe to come if you guys want.)