Stranded【PJM • BTS】

11: Run

"Great job, Joonie." Yoongi snarled.

"How was I supposed to know my watch was broken?" Namjoon wailed.

"Because you're the one known for breaking things!" Jimin paced the sand, nibbling on his nails.

"Well I didn't break my watch, it was just a really old watch from my grandmother!" Namjoon threw his hands. Jin glanced down at the floor, deep in sorrowful thoughts as Namjoon let out the word 'grandmother'.

"What's with the commotion, boys?" Min Seo piped in, nuzzling into the crowd.

"Shut up, Min Seo. We're trying to solve something and your idiotic brain isn't helping." Harlow gritted her teeth, shoving through.

"Oppa! Aren't you going to do something? Those brats are bullying me. Let's walk back to the ship and ditch them." She cried, throwing herself onto Yoongi. Big mistake.

"No, I'm not going to do anything." He pushed her off in disgust as he groaned and buried his face in his hands. Min Seo pouted and glared at me. I'm so confused-- I didn't do anything???

"Okay, uh, everyone?" I rose my voice over the yelling, which they ignored.

"GUYS! Y/N has something to say too, we need to calm down." Hoseok sighed. I gave him an awkward smile before glancing back at everyone else.

"Y/N, the independent hero and leader to the rescue." Min Seo muttered under her breath as she rolled her eyes.

"Hm?" Jin turned to Min Seo with an innocent questioning guise.

"Oh, nothing." She gave the sweetest smile, almost like a little child receiving a present on her birthday. Jin shrugged it off before turning to me. Well that took a while for me to get their attention.

"Blaming us gets no one anywhere, and the ship might still be here." I exclaimed.

"What about Taehyung and Jungkook?" Hoseok glances toward the woods.

"We don't have time to waste, and if we catch the ship, we can delay it to go find them." I burst out with frustration and drag Jimin, who was wandering off to the sea in one hand, and the other hand Harlow, who was stumbling around while screeching about her migraine.

They took a while to process everything, but soon enough they were running ahead of me.

We all run as fast as we could, catching blurry glimpses of the docks far away. The dark night was getting cold, and fog was forming.

Crap.

"HURRY UP, CHOPSTICK!" I hollered toward the back, where Min Seo was slowly jogging with Yeontan in her arms. It was almost like she didn't care at all, and was having her morning stroll.

"What did you just call me?" She cried as the fog got heavier and the wind was blowing her hair all over her face.

"Just forget about her, let's go." Harlow groaned and she pulled me ahead. The boys were so far away from us and the fog was engulfing them, hiding them from our view. Gosh, how athletic are they? And they won't even wait for us girls?

"But she has Yeontan!" I slowed my steps.

"Do you want to be stranded here with that brat?" Harlow yelled, stumbling a few times in her steps. I exhaled loudly and pull her along, trying to keep Harlow from tripping.

"I told you you shouldn't have drank!" I nagged, pushing myself through the strong winds. I could almost taste sand getting in my mouth. This is great.

"Be quiet, now's not the time--" Harlow stopped talking as a sharp cry of pain erupted from behind us.

We turn in horror. Right when I thought nothing can be worse than two missing boys, a bratty girl, bickering boys, a half-sober girl, strong winds, fog and a ship that's about to leave us stranded on an uninhabited island, she twisted her ankle. Min Seo was wearing four-inch open-toe white heels. Running in sand. Carrying a dog. And she twisted her ankle.