A/N Sorry! I posted chapter one again on accident... But this is the REAL chapter two!
Chapter Two
Previously:
"I'm just saying she is a spoiled brat, who couldn't have her wedding in America so she decided to drag everyone to Puerto Rico!"
"Puerto Rico is part of America, Liz!" Derek grumbled and turned back around.
"That's beside the point, Derek! She's canceled and rehired the same stuff over and over again, she's rude to Simon and me! That should be number one reason to evaluate your choice! She whines if she doesn't get her way, and she…" Liz's face was turning red from her anger, I didn't know what to do other than sit there. This was clearly personal, but there was nowhere else to go without hearing it.
"She cheated on you, Derek," Liz whispered. I barely heard it, so I was surprised to see Derek whip around and glare at her.
—
"No, she didn't!" He snarled.
"Yes, she did!" Liz yelled. "You can ask Simon! He found out, I begged him to tell you, but he couldn't. Then I asked Sam to tell you herself and she spat in my face, literally spat!"
"Why the fu—" Derek looked over at me, his glare was so cold it felt like my blood drained from my whole body. I quickly looked away and fiddled with my bag, I would have loved to drown them out with my music, but my phone died an hour ago. I felt embarrassed for him and kinda irritated with Liz for dragging me into this. Also, why would you tell your boyfriends brother that his fiancée cheated on him while they were on their way to the wedding? It baffled me.
"Liz, sit next to me," Derek growled. I heard Liz mutter something and felt her stand up, I didn't have to do much for her to get past me so I just tucked my knees to my chest and waited. Even with them seated in front of me and whispering I could still hear them perfectly clear.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier? I can't land and call off the wedding right now!"
"Derek, I tried to tell you, but every time I got close to you Sam would whisk you away! I'm surprised she didn't demand that you fly with her, but then again it was probably her way of having one last fling before —"
"Liz!"
"Sorry! You use to be so observant and keen of this kind of crap! How it got past you beats me… so what are you going to do now?"
"I have no clue. Who was it with?"
"I— Der—"
"Liz! Tell me now!"
"Liam…" She whispered. I heard Derek take a sharp breath and curse. Liam must have been someone close to him or else to wouldn't have hurt.
"I'm really sorry, I can go get Simon if you want…"
"No, just go back to your seat."
"Okay," Liz stood up and as she stepped into the aisle we hit a bad patch of turbulence, the worst yet. Liz fell to the ground with a loud thud, I was about to stand up to see if she was okay when I felt the plane start to nosedive. My stomach was in my throat and everyone was screaming around me, Liz was no longer on the floor near me.
I couldn't tell you what happened next, but I know for sure that it hurt a lot. My head hit the seat in from of me when the plane crashed. The screaming ceased and was replaced by eery silence. What happened? I couldn't see a thing in the darkness and when I tried to touch my face my hand wouldn't move. What the hell was happening? Am I dead?
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"Wake up!" A voice boomed over me, shaking me slightly.
"Why did you grab her? Where's Liz? Why didn't you get her!" A female whined.
"I couldn't find her! She fell before the plane went down!"
"But you picked a twelve-year-old kid to save? What the hell, Derek!"
"Tori, you're not helping! She's still breathing… Liz was — Just help Simon paddle!" The male voice declared. I couldn't tell where we were, but I was shivering uncontrollably—and wet.
"Come on kid wake up!" Another shake of my shoulder, I tried to open my eyes with all my might. I was met with deep green eyes inches from mine, they seemed to light up when he saw me, but it quickly faded. "She's up!"
"Good. More help to fucking push this stupid raft!"
"Yeah, because you're doing much to help, Tori!" The blonde male snapped. I tried to sit up and was pushed down roughly.
"I wouldn't move if I were you, you hit your head hard," he grumbled. I looked around us, the ocean was roaring beside us and the stars shined brightly in the darkness. I panicked, we crashed! I was on a plane and now I'm in the middle of the ocean with people I didn't know!
"What the fuck happened?" I asked.
"Hey! Strong words for a kid like you!" I glared in the direction of Tori, I had no idea if it was effective or not, but I was getting tired of being taken as a child.
"I'm not a k-kid!" I shivered.
"Okay, teenager whatever!"
"I'm twenty-two! Can someone please tell me what happened?"
"We crashed and now we are stranded in the middle of the ocean!" Tori screamed, "Liz is dead, but you survived! If you stayed in your desired seats she would still be alive!"
"I didn't make her switch seats, she wanted to sit near the window! If Derek didn't make her get up then she would probably still be alive!" I spat back.
"Both of you shut up! Arguing is not going to help us!"
"Shut up Simon! Your girlfriend was killed, you were going to propose this weekend! Why aren't you pissed?" Tori turned on Simon who only stared blankly.
"Tori!" Derek hissed, he looked beyond mad.
"What? What the fuck are we supposed to do with a raft that can barely go over the waves without tipping over? Do you really think we can paddle our way back to land?"
"Tori just shut the hell up!"
"No!"
"Tori, please calm down!" Simon interrupted, putting a hand on her shoulder. She turned toward him and silently looked into his eyes and then nodded. She crawled to the corner of the raft and tucked her knees to her chest. We all sat in an eery silence as the raft drifted farther and farther from the plane.
I fingered my pendant and nervously looked around, Tori was right. What the hell were we going to do? We had no food, no water and stranded in the middle of the ocean. I shivered and bit my bottom lip to quiet down my chattering teeth. Only four people survived out of the eight passengers on the plane… I shivered again thinking how close I came to dying. Aunt Lauren was going to freak out and blame my dad for this whole crash, if he didn't insist on meeting in Puerto Rico then I'd be safe in my dorm. I know my dad didn't need anymore guilty than he already had, he felt horrible about my mom's death and not being able to take more than three weeks off when I became sick. I understood, but with Lauren's nagging and degrading it only made things worse.
I swallowed my whimpers and laid my head on my knees. The raft wasn't that big, but we all seemed to find our own spaces and kept to ourselves. We all survived a horrific crash and they all lost someone close to them. I felt bad for Simon who lost his girlfriend, and if he was planning on proposing then that must have meant they were really serious… Duh.
I could never imagine losing someone I was… intimate with. With my looks, I never had guys lining up to get with me, other than some creepy guys. I've only had one boyfriend and that was right before cancer, but clearly being fifteen with a sick girlfriend wasn't 'cool.' Having cancer wasn't the greatest either… In other words, I have never been intimate with anyone, not even a kiss. I couldn't risk getting sick while I was in chemo and radiation, and I've been too focused on school that I never had a big social life. I'll probably never get to experience it, being stranded in the middle of the ocean doesn't really set the mood. ugh, shut up Chloe!
Thinking negative will not help anything, it would only freak me out more! I wrapped my thin sweatshirt tightly around me in efforts to block out the wind, it wasn't working that well. I was sure my lips were turning blue from being so cold and my back was sore from shivering. I wanted a nice, warm bath or just maybe be snuggled in my lumpy dorm bed… I just wanted to be home. I wanted my dad, I wanted my aunt, but most of all I wanted to survive… —
A bright light brought me out of my slumber, I wiped at my eyes and grimaced. I must have cut my forehead when we crashed or something, it was rough to the touch and very sore. I looked around and saw no change from last night, we were really in the middle of the flipping ocean!
"Oh look, sleeping beauty has awakened!" Tori snapped. I looked over at her and saw her red puffy eyes and flattened hair —she looked miserable. "Are you sure you're twenty-two? Your face looks like a fifteen-year-old who hasn't gotten sleep in a month and your body is …" She gave me a once over and sneered. "At least twelve."
"I—"
"Will you stop it, Tori? We don't have time to argue over crap that doesn't matter!" Simon snapped.
"Whatever."
We fell into an uncomfortable silence, I looked over at Derek who was looking over the edge of the raft. We all looked miserable, but he looked the worst. He was going to miss his own wedding, but he probably didn't want to marry her with what he just found out. Simon seemed to notice Derek's discomfort and shifted closer to him, I couldn't hear what he was saying, but Derek just shrugged.
I shifted uncomfortably as my legs started to cramp, I needed to stand and stretch, but that was impossible right now. I was growing frustrated with the looks Tori was giving me and the uncomfortable sun rays, I looked over the edge and watched the waves pass. It was surprisingly relaxing, I had no idea how long I was looking, but when the normal dark green started to slowly turn light blue I sat up straighter.
I looked back at the group in the raft, Simon and Tori were passed out again and Derek was still looking over the edge. He seemed to notice it too and stood on his knees looking out into the distance.
"What?" I asked. He jumped and looked back at me and then back out into the ocean.
"The water is turning lighter, which has to mean it's getting shallow — and," he paused and then smiled. "That means land!" He pointed and I followed his finger to the island coming up in the distance. "Simon, Tori wake up!" He grabbed one of the ores and started paddling us forward, Simon jumped into action when he saw our destination.
We were saved.
A/N Thank you for the reviews! I hope you enjoyed the chapter!