Second Chance

Chapter 35

Where am I?

I tried opening my eyes but the light was too bright. Blinking a few times, I tried to adjust my eyes but it was of no use. Sighing, I gave up and kept my eyes closed.

I felt myself lying on my stomach with my head facing right. I tried to move my hand but it was too difficult. My head was throbbing, my body was aching.

Taking a few deep breaths with closed eyes, I calmed myself a little. Then slowly, I opened my eyes again but all I could see was water. I also felt a salty taste in my mouth and in my nose.

Spitting some water from my mouth, I carefully moved my head towards my left. In my front was sand.

Water. Sand. Salty water. Sand.

Beach.

Island.

I was on some island. But which island?

I can't even see any human around me. Only the sound of waves crashing against the shore, wind blowing against the trees and my slow breathing could be heard.

I closed my eyes again to reduce the pain a little and tried to remember how I ended up on an isolated island.

I remember meeting some people for a business meeting in Chicago, then I boarded my private jet, had dinner, then I was reading something when I heard some commotion. Pilot's voice was coming from the speaker, the air hostess was screaming something.

But what were they saying?

It was something like jet not functioning properly, something like crash!

HOLY COW! MY JET CRASHED.

Yes, I remember now. I was reading some magazine when pilot's voice came in speaker and he said that the plane is not functioning properly.

Then the air hostess came and told me the we are going to crash. Hurriedly, she opened the emergency door and asked my jump out. I remember seeing water below. She pushed my out of the jet. And then blank.

I don't remember anything after that.

What happened to the jet? What happened to the people inside?

I opened my eyes to find any clue I can get about where I am but my body didn't support.

Sighing frustratedly, I stopped moving.

I could feel blood on my leg, arms and forhead.

I can't lie here helpless! I've to do something before I die due to excess bleeding.

But what? I can't even move my hand. Even inhaling and exhaling hurts right now.

Think Rachel! Think. Think. Think.

My phone!

But I always keep my phone in my purse and I sure as hell haven't jumped out the jet with my purse.

The last I remember, I was about to board my jet when I took my phone out of my purse to message Aaron that I'm leaving for New York.

While messaging, my pilot, Daniel Rodriguez came to greet me and gave me some official papers to sign. I hurriedly switched off my phone and kept it in the back pocket of my jean and signed those papers.

Now the real question was, did I take out my phone from the pocket and kept it in my purse later?

And to find the answer to that question, I only had one way.

I slowly crawled my hand on the sand and moved it towards my jean's back pocket.

Please God, please!

My heart increased it's pace as I inched closer to my pocket.

Please, let my phone be there!

Inhaling loudly, I slipped my fingers inside the pocket.

And I felt hard metal beneath my fingers.

Thank you God!

Ignoring the pain, I pulled my phone out and dragged my hand back towards my face, only this time, along with my phone.

I inspected my phone to find any damages but there was none. It was probably because I fell down on my stomach so my back was not blemished, including my phone.

By this point, my wounds on my body were hurting terribly, but my head pain was some other level. It felt like my head was going to explode.

My eyes were getting heavy and it became very difficult to keep them open.

No Rach, you can't sleep now! Keep your eyes open. You have to contact someone so that they can save you!

With trembling hands, I pressed my power button but nothing happened. My hands were to weak to even press the power button.

Rach, get yourself together! Switch on your phone so that people can track you down.

Gathering all my strength together, I pressed the power button again.

One second. Two seconds.

My finger started to loosen around the phone. My eyes started to drop.

Just a little more, you can do it!

Three seconds.

You can't give up now, Rach. Do it for your life. Do it for Aaron's life.

Four seconds.

Why the hell is the phone not switching on?

Five seconds.

Don't loosen your fingers. You can't die without telling Aaron how much you love him. DO IT FOR HIM! DO IT FOR US!

Finally, my phone's screen came into life and my grip on my phone loosened. The phone stumbled on the sand and my eyelids dropped down to kiss my cheeks.

Everything went blank.

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Short chapter! But I didn't wanted to add anything extra to it. It kind of felt perfect to me!

So yeah, enjoy reading!