Camping Trip

Camping Trip Part 5

How long Sam sat under the tree he didn't know. He just hugged his wet body to him, not remembering the last time he felt this cold. If he had his hat he would at least be a tiny bit warmer. Drops of water ran down his lank hair, both his coat and blanket useless and dirty. Stupid Levy... does he really think I wanted to put us in this mess? All I wanted was a scary experience, this is too much. What a dumbass... Sam thought savagely.

Back in the cave, the same thoughts were going on in Levy's mind as he walked back and forth inside. What was he thinking? Like I had anything to do with this? At least I was trying to find a way out of here unlike him. What a stupid, stubborn kid. Levy stopped his pacing and sat down again. He had to save his energy, no more walking unless he really had to. He crossed his arms over his chest angrily as he thought, listening to the rain fall steadily out in the dark night. Finally a realization came over him. He lowered his arms slowly and looked back out. It was really dark and wet outside and his best friend in the whole world was out there, even if it was his own choice. He then thought of their situation before sighing and getting to his feet and walking out.

Sam turned around when he felt Levy touch him. "What do you want?" he asked.

Levy sighed. "Look, can we just drop this blaming game now? Can we just admit we both made mistakes that led us in this situation?"

Sam looked at him wearily.

"Look, I admit it was my fault for not making sure we had a working compass. And I know I promised to bring along my watch too but I didn't."

Sam rolled his eyes. "It was my fault for well, being here in the first place. I wanted to find this exact place. Now we're here and well, I'd rather be at home more than anywhere..."

Levy grinned. "C'mon, get back in the cave."

Even if they had forgiven each other, the story of the campers his dad had told still rung in his head. He never felt so vulnerable before than on this excursion through the woods. Levy seemed to have read his mind.

"Sam, you know you can't stay out here. It's still raining and you're soaking. If you stay out here any longer you really are bound to get sick or have an attack or something. You have to get inside with me."

Sam sighed. "Yeah, you're right."

Levy led Sam back inside. Sam took off his coat and shook his wet head like a dog. There really wasn't anything he could do to get warm, everything was wet, and he wasn't about to strip naked and sit inside a cave or he'd really freeze. Levy's blanket was still semi-dry so they decided to take turns using it. They rested their heads on the floor of the cave, Sam with the blanket first.

"Remember dude, if you start to feel sick or can't breathe or break out in hives or anything, tell me," Levy told him.

Sam nodded. Levy knew he was telling the truth and so together the fell into yet another uneasy sleep in nature. Morning came with a bright burst of sunshine in the cave. But that wasn't what woke Sam. His chest had been feeling tight the past ten minutes and his skin was itching like mad. He regretfully woke Levy.

"Hm... what is it dude?" he slurred. "Hey, look, the sun's finally out!" he said happily, noticing the change in weather.

"Levy, my chest hurts," Sam told him.

"Huh?" Levy sat up and looked at him.

Sam drew in a breath but it sounded more like a whistle. "My chest hurts. And look"- he showed him his legs, raised skin shown on them in many different random shapes.

Levy kneeled next to him and looked his legs over. "Hives..."

Sam nodded. Levy knew, yet again, what was on Sam's mind (how was that?) and went into his role as designated brother.