The Why Don't We boys were going on a helicopter ride when suddenly things went wrong. With everyone being injured and them slowly running out of food, will they make it out or be stuck there forever?
Jack moaned and slowly opened his eyes. The rain had stopped and now everything seemed calm again. He sat up and looked around. All he could see was water. He glanced down and saw Daniel regaining consciousness. "Hey, buddy. You okay?"
"My head. Oh, man. My arm," Daniel murmured.
Jack felt along Daniel's arm. "Yeah, it's definitely broken."
Jonah sat up weakly and winced. "I think my leg is broken. Where are we?"
Jack shrugged as he checked Jonah. "I have no idea. Just woke up myself."
Corbyn rolled over. "You guys are finally conscious," he yawned.
"You woke up earlier?" Daniel asked.
"Yeah. Then I fell asleep," Corbyn replied.
Corbyn got up and went to Zach. "Buddy? Wake up. Please. Zach!"
Zach remained motionless. Corbyn looked tearfully at the others. "He won't wake up."
Jonah pulled at Zach's arm. After several minutes there was a small moan from Zach. Zach's eyes fluttered open but he still appeared to be drowsy. Daniel frowned. "Can you hear us?"
Zach gave a small nod and closed his eyes again. Jonah pulled Zach closer. "No no. Stay awake," he said.
Corbyn lifted Zach into a sitting position. "Come on."
Zach moaned as he tried to stay awake. "I don't feel so good," he murmured.
Corbyn nodded. "I know. You have to stay awake though. Just until we find land or get help. Whatever comes first."
After several hours Daniel noticed something in the distance. "What is that?"
Jack stood up. "Oh wow. Is that land?"
"Let's just hope it's inhabited," Jonah muttered trying to sit up.
"Looks like trees?" Corbyn muttered as he held Zach in his arms. "Hey, wake up."
Zach moaned but didn't wake up. Daniel sighed. "We can't let him stay asleep. He might not wake up again."
It took a few more hours before they made it to the little island. Corbyn lifted Zach into his arms and got out of the raft. Jack lifted Jonah onto his back and followed Corbyn. Daniel followed close behind, careful to keep his arm stable. Corbyn laid Zach down and went back to the raft and grabbed the first aid kit and luggage. Jonah was sitting near a tree with ropes and a small branch. "What are you up to Jon?" Jack asked sitting beside the bandmate.
"Making crutches. See, if I put these together with the rope it makes crutches," Jonah explained.
Jack nodded. "I like that. Mind if I bandage your leg?"
Jonah shook his head. "Not at all. It really hurts like this."
After everyone had been checked out and bandages had been given out, the boys sat around wondering what to do. Zach still wasn't alert. Daniel got up. "I'm gonna go look around the island. Just see what I can find."
Jack wanted to go, but he was too tired from taking care of everyone else. "Go ahead. I'm just gonna lay down for a few minutes."
Corbyn got up. "I'll come too Dani."
Daniel looked at Corbyn as they walked. "You okay?"
Corbyn shrugged. "I guess. I'm still in shock. Everything has been a blur."
Danie nodded. "Yeah."
"What?" Corbyn asked.
Daniel sighed. "We just have to find food soon."
Corbyn's eyes widened. "I hadn't thought about that."
As the boys kept walking, they noticed a small stream. Corbyn knelt down and put his hand in it. He tasted the water and grinned. "It's fresh water."
Daniel smiled. "We're finally getting somewhere. "
"We can fish and stuff at the ocean. Looks like we have the food and drink thing sorted out," Corbyn replied.
"Let's go get the others," Daniel said with a smile.
The boys ran back to where the others were to find Jonah trying to wake Zach up. Jonah looked up at the others. "I- he won't... I'm sorry."
Corbyn felt for Zach's pulse. "It's alright. He's still alive. Let's get him in the shade. We found a good place."
Jack moaned and put a hand to his head. Corbyn frowned. "What's wrong?"
"I was so busy focusing on everyone else. I don't feel good," Jack replied.
Corbyn felt Jack's head and sighed. "You're burning up man."
"What could it be?" Jonah asked.
Corbyn thought for a minute. "Heatstroke. Shock. Anything. I don't know."
Jack blinked lazily starting to go limp. "He's overworked himself. We have to get him somewhere safe," Daniel stammered.
Jack started to reply, but went limp before he could.
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Somebody come get him. He's dancing like a stripper. Love hoenah 💙
I'm so happy you all love my book. 53 reads in the first 5 hours. Never happened before. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. It wasn't as intense as the first one. Figured it could be chill for a bit. Stay safe everyone 💕
