Chapter Five

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It's around 4 P.M., or it feels like it is. I'm not too sure, but it's best to go with my gut, because I don't have a phone right now and neither does Tyler.

"It's getting late, Bella."
"Shut up, Ty. You think I don't know that? I have eyes."

I snapped at him for no reason other than I was upset.

Tyler looked surprised at my response. And kind of angry, too.

"Fine," was all he said before running out of sight.
"Wait, Tyler! Where are you going? Don't leave me here!" I shout.
I begin to run after him, and from a distance, I see him crouch behind a tree trunk.

I finally get to the trunk, and I stare at Tyler, pissed off.

"Why on earth would you freaking leave me there?
He didn't answer. But instead, begins crying.
"I'm sorry," he says. "I didn't mean to get us into this mess. I genuinely believed the "myth" was a myth."

I stare in disbelief. It's my turn to be the tough one.

"Well, maybe it is a myth? Tyler, we need to work together to get out of here. As soon as we get out, we can actually go to Sandy's Ice Cream," I tell him.

He laughs, that's a good sign.

"We should try to find someone in here, I don't believe we're the only ones in these woods," he says.
"I agree, start shouting and maybe someone will hear."

Tyler and I stretch our voices to the maximum to shout for help.
We walk some more, continuing to shout.

We look around for about an hour, until, Tyler spots a tent.

"Hey, B, look," Tyler nudges me. "It's a tent."

We look at each other, acting as if we read minds, and we take off at the exact same time, running towards the tent.

Before we get there, a boy, looking to be my age, jumps out of the tent.

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