Stranded Survival // Ethan Dolan

Chapter 11: "You might've just saved our sister."

Zasha's POV

I'm just done with my last hour and went home. I opened the door to find my brother waiting for me with a weird map in his hand. "What are you doing?" I said while I dropped my bag on the floor. "Listen, come with me." I was still very confused but still followed him. We went to a table in our attic. "Why are we here?" I asked, looking at the table. My brother was in a bit of a hurry, you could say. He grabbed a few weights and turned the desk lamp on the table on. He placed the map on the table and put some weights on the edges.

He grabbed 2 markers and started talking and drawing on the map. He drew a red dot on Africa. You see this red dot? This is where they are supposed to be. He marked a blue dot on the map. "That's where they took off," He marked another blue dot, but this time in Suriname. "This is where they are now. Well, at least close to. Most likely in a tropical forest. " I interrupted him. "Wait, wait, wait. Why would they be in Suriname? And how do you even know all of this?" My brother sighed, angry that I wasn't catching on. To be honest, I don't think many people have caught on yet.

"Remember when I had to help you study?" I nodded. "What about it?" He placed his hands on the table. "I picked up some information last night and while you were studying alone. So, I learned that the air currents from the Pacific Ocean all go to South America. So if their plane really crashed, they would have to be in South America, most likely the tropical rainforest." He puts his pen down and looks at me, waiting for my response. "Well?" I am still looking at the map. "I think," I say, turning my head to his face. "That you just cracked a case that might save our sister."

Kayla's POV

I was just done playing around in the waterfall with Ethan. When I got out I got my stuff and looked back at Ethan. He was smiling at me so I smiled back. However, when I saw Mr. Smith the smile faded. Ethan turned around and looked pissed at him. He tried to ignore him and walked over to me. "It's okay. One day, we're gonna get out of this so-called 'paradise' and he will go to jail. Trust me." I sighed. "Let's just hope he keeps it in his pants."

We walked further, hoping to find something. I started singing some nursery rhymes to pass time. Veronica eventually joined me and we were almost, having real fun. "The wheels on the bus go round and round...." We both didn't know the lyrics and laughed. "We should perform concerts." Veronica laughs. "Yeah, nursery rhyme concerts. We would have like billions of fans." I smiled.

a few hours later

"Okay, everyone. It is becoming dark. I say we build up a little shelter and get some rest," Mr. Smith stated. We all placed our bags down and helped to create a nice bed and a fire. Everyone was already down, except for Ethan and Mr. Smith. Ethan was getting some wood for the fire and I didn't know where Mr. Smith was. Ethan has been gone for about 5 minutes and then someone places his hand on my mouth so I couldn't scream. "Now you're mine." Shit. We all know who it was, come on, guys. I just thought I had a little bit more time to get a plan. He pushed me into some bushes and ripped off my clothes. I was struggling as hard as I could, but he was faster than me.

I was only in my underwear and Mr. Smith took off his shirt and undid his belt. He pulled down his pants and underwear. I was still struggling and didn't seem to get any closer to freedom. I saw his penis about a few inches away from me and I was trying everything I could to get out of his grip, but it was too strong. "Stay still!" He whisper-yelled to me. Just when he's about to enter me, people came out of the bushes. But they weren't any of our group. These people looked like, Indians?