As an introduction, both characters are human, and will be throughout the whole story.
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Stranded
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E POV
When I awoke, I again had the weird sensation of knowing I was being watched. I moaned, and rubbed the sleep from my eyes.
The small piece of wood that kept us afloat bobbed up and down with the ocean tide, the slight movement of the water the only sound I could hear.
I hated waking up on this makeshift raft, there was always that moment. That moment of disorientation. That moment of 'where am I?' Then, inevitably… that moment of realization. Of remembering. I was scared for a moment, and then I saw her eyes in the total blackness. I sighed with relief.
'I had become so used to the darkness.'
I slowly raised my eyes to the sky and blinked, dazed. I had recently discovered that, though I still didn't see how it was possible, there were few stars, and no moon. It was forever blocked by a thick shade of clouds. Sometimes I had woken up and doubted my own sanity. Could there possibly be a place this dark?
But, as I lower my gaze back to her face, her chocolate colored eyes gently gazing at me assure me I'm not blind, and not insane, for we are stuck here together. She's just as sane as I am.
'Not much reassurance in that Cullen…' I thought dully.
"Hey," I mumble sleepily.
My stomach groans, for I haven't eaten anything in three days. My throat is dry. Seawater doesn't help the painful thirst, but it's all we have. I know it's unhealthy, and I can feel it destroying my insides, but the thirst is worse than the pain.
The pain comes and goes, but the thirst never really leaves. Sure, at some points, I'll forget about it, but it's still there. I can feel it.
She snuggles closer to me, and drifts off to sleep again. She is hungry too, perhaps even hungrier than me. God knows she is much smaller, much gentler, much softer…
I hadn't known her for long, but from the beginning it was easy to see how fragile she was. Her once flawless ivory skin was now marred with bruises and peeling skin, and had taken on a strange greenish tint. It was probably the reflection of the sea water.
Her name was Bella, and I knew she was meant to be mine. From the moment I laid eyes on her, she was simply…perfect. And I just knew.
As her skinny arms stretch weakly above her head, one now almost covering her face, I can easily see the curves of torso. Her shoulder blades curve gently into her neck. She is beautiful.
I look closer. She is too skinny.
I sigh, rolling onto my back. I know we can't last much longer. In fact, we should've been dead already; I'm not sure what's keeping us alive. The sea water should've killed us days ago…
I drift into a dreamless sleep. When I awaken, the sun is shining brightly overhead.
I don't move. I'm too tired. I know that when I move, I must again begin the balancing act of trying not to tip over the small piece of wood that keeps us afloat.
The first day was a tortuous ordeal, and at one point I was almost assured that both of us could not fit on this small portion of the ship.
My mind drifts back to the ship. Flashbacks assault my brain.
The leaping bits of fire, dancing like demons above their glowing reflections.
The black crashing waves, slowly dragging the boat down.
My father.
Drowning.
I force myself to stop reliving that god awful night.
No, I don't want to move. I don't even want to live. I want to fade away into the peaceful blackness. I can't leave her though.
I can't leave her.
I slowly flip over onto my side, to look at her again. She's the only thing I have now that keeps these thoughts from my head. She is my only reason to stay…alive. I need to see her again.
Then I realize, with a sudden stab of horror, I can't move.
I lay there motionless, in a state of panic. What was happening? Had the sea water finally started to take its toll on my body? How would I survive?
As questions clouded my head, I see her gently turn in her sleep. I desperately tried to call to her, but not a sound escaped my motionless lips. I must have laid there for hours, silently screaming, writhing in fear, being tortured in my own little world where motion and sound no longer existed.
It seemed worse than death.
Then, she awoke. Rubbing her face and moving her tangled hair into place, she spotted me. Her eyes were bloodshot and swollen, with seemingly permanent bags etched underneath them. She slowly smiled at me, her chapped lips cracking.
I tried to move. I couldn't. I tried to talk. I failed. I tried my hardest to relay some form of a message to her. Something was wrong, help me, but nothing worked. I remained still, and silent.
It would have been easy just to lay there and not move. To let the darkness close in… but still I fought.
I would've remained like that for who knows how long, if there had not been one flaw in my motionless mask. My eyes were wide with fear.
She calls out my name.
"Ed…Edward?"
I didn't move.
"Edward!" She says again, her voice flicked with panic.
I wasn't moving.
Her screams echo through the nothingness. I remain unmoving. Unchanged. I am screaming back. But I am not. I am reaching for her, but my body is not.
"EDWARD!" she screeches, her arms moving quickly to me as she shakes my shoulders. I feel nothing. She loosens her grip, fear and confusion overcoming her face.
Tears fill her eyes and I watch in horror as precious water streams down her face. She will die without me here. She reaches out to shake me again, hitting me gently in the cheek.
My eyes flash as I begin to feel again. She notices. She slaps me hard against my cheek. I am starting to feel again.
I scream out of frustration, and nearly die of fright when an actual weak scream escapes my lips.
My scream scares her as well, for she topples over the side of the raft, her nails desperately clawing at the side of the wood as she tumbles into the water. Her arms struggle to keep her afloat, and out of the corners of my eyes I see her legs kicking, and starting to shut down.
I need to move. I jerk up weakly, pushing myself up from my motionless state with trembling arms. As I try and reach out to her, my arms fail and I crash onto my face, splitting my lip open. Blood drips down my chin. I struggle up again, and finally grab her from the water's clutches.
My body aches all over, but I pull up with all of my strength. Every movement sends a new wave of pain through my spine. I begin to wonder whether this pain is worse than the thirst. I manage to drag her back onto the raft, dripping wet and exhausted.
She flops back onto the hard wood, and lies down next to me, her voice cracking as she speaks slowly, her chest heaving up and down from her near drowning.
"What…what was that?" She whispers, her voice cracking as she spits up water. Tears are still flowing. Her dripping hair is spread out against the raft in messy tendrils, and despite everything I can't help but think that it is the most beautiful thing I have seen in days.
"I don't know…" I croak out, surprised that my voice and my body have been affected so much by sea water. We cannot drink it anymore. I know that we need to be rescued tonight, or we will perish here.
She gently leans towards me while lying down and my heart skips a beat. No, I haven't known her for long, but I cannot imagine being without her now. Seeing her leaning towards my face almost immobilizes me again, and as a small blush appears on her sun burnt cheeks, she gently wipes away the blood that is now running freely down my chin and neck.
Her arm then falls limply to her side as her body is too tired for movement. She lays there and looks at me, the silent revelation that we will die by tomorrow hits her, but she does not cry anymore.
She just looks at me.
Another wave of pain hits my body as I cough, and curl into the fetal position.
Blood drips from my mouth and I lock eyes with her before passing out.
We need to be rescued.
We are dying.
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