Lost // Colby Brock

2 // Crash

I felt like I have spoke to Colby for hours. He's life amazed me. He said he was meeting his friend in LA, he also said he was a YouTuber yet u have never heard of him before.
"I don't think I have nothing else to tell you!" Colby chuckled, " You have hardly spoke at all!"
" your just so fascinating!" I joked but I really did mean it. I started to tell him all about my life in Kansas. About my dad and mum, my school, and my dreams in the future yet I doubt he'll remember anything.
"So yeah I am coming to LA to be a mod-" I was cut if by a loud bang coming for the plane engine outside. I looked at Colby frantically, but only seeing the same worry in his eyes. The plane turns suddenly, sending all the passengers flying to the side of the plane. I closed my eyes hoping it all the be a bad dream. I am coved in warm arms, protecting me from the mayhem outside. I feel my body going limb as I'm thrown around the plane. The screams are hard to forget. I hit my head on something hard and fall into a deep sleep.

My eyes flutter open and damaged by the Direct sun light. I try to gather my thoughts and it comes back to me in a big herd of emotions. Yet I am immediately find myself scamming the area for a brown haired boy called Colby. My soft eyes land on his body laying on the ground, covered in dirt and gravel. I try to stand but immediately fall back to the ground. I've Brocken my ankle. I don't let this stop me though, I have to get to Colby, try to save his life. I crawl towards him, dogging stray pieces of plane. I eventually reach him and am relieved to see his chest rising and falling.

I shake him frantically, hoping to get some type of response out him him. He groans and his eyes slowly open, he looks deep into my eyes, sending shills down my vulnerable body. He immediately pulled me into a tight hug, trying to confit me and himself. I look around for the first time, viewing are situation. Trying to make sense of the whole thing.

We must have landed in some sort of jungle, due to us being surrounded by trees. Colby looked around for anyone or thing that could help us, he looked for a branch for me to use as a walking stick. We searched for any survivors, but fearing the worst. But then we heard a fate cry of help coming from inside the crushed plane.