maybe this one is will be more enjoyable. -hannahbear

chapter 2

" how did we land on this beach? i ask the first person that runs toward me. "where are we?" i ask again. they didn't say much of anything just looked at me with such a frantic and confused expression.

i move to the grief stricken side where just about everyone was depressed and confused as i was. there were people sitting on luggage from the cargo on the plane. rummage everywhere,disregarded parts of the plane along with it. also what was left of the passengers, that weren't so fortunate, laying out in plane site. was hard to look away, but hard not to miss. i drew my attention to the plane engine for a long while.

i started to walk toward it, as if it were calling to me like a siren song, not close enough to touch it but to smell the tinge of gasoline that dripped within the fire. out of no where, a man looks to be middle aged runs pass me yelling. i was to disoriented to identify what he was saying.

"have you seen my son, has anyone seen a little boy?". he yells at the mass trying to look for a vacant spot to sit down. at the mention of a little boy, i snap out of my trans and address him. telling him I've seen a little boy in the forest. he thanks me and sprints toward the trees. for some reason i stare at him, just like i stared at the plane as my eyes left the man, the sound of the engine starts to roar. when i realise the man was running to close to a certain part of the engine. my eyes go wide. "hay don't go over there, it's not safe!"

he turns around for a brief second, then he vanished. it happened so fast. yanked into the blade shaft. my eyes still widen with surprise. he was a stranger to me and i felt such grief as if I'd known him.

not even a second later the engine which i was somewhat close to started to growing with sound and vibrations so big it shook the beach. without thinking i run as fast as i could from it. my heart was beating twice it's normal rate, and i felt i wasn't running fast enough.

" get away from the plane, get away. it's gonna blow!"

just as i finish my sentence, it did just that. i took one look back hoping to catch a glimpse of it. stopping was my first mistake. the impact of the explosion thrusted me back a few inches off the ground and i land accidentally land on someone. a girl. no. a women. in a very uncomfortable way. i can only remember seeing her twice. on the plane. she was sitting in my isle, and now, i had a feeling it wouldn't be the last.

my side was starting to ache when i quickly got off her. i also helped her to her feet. " I'm sorry i dived on you like that. the explosion threw me off my feet. i was...trying...to. wait get down!"

a giant shard of medal from the plane was heading right toward her. i tackle her just in time to see the shard dive for the sand with i echoing looked up at me and smiled. seemed to be the appropriate thing to do at the time, i smiled back. once again i acted quickly and got off her." thankyou. so much" she said trying to catch her breath while getting up, also trying to grasp how she almost died twice. she looked at the shard that almost took her life.

"you saved my life." she also said, then i catch her analyzing the cut that was bleeding just below my left armpit. "wow, that looks really bad, I'm no nurse but that needs to taken care of" she starts toward me, and i back up gradually. i take a look at it and realise it was a big deal.

" no that's OK, I'll be fine". as i walk away, i could feel the energy draining from me. I'm no doctor either, but i wasn't about to let someone i didn't trust dress my wounds. i saunter away, she must have gotten the picture. " hay. what's your name!" i here from behind me. i turn around and without thinking, and shout.

" Liv!"

it isn't what many people call me, but i didn't much care. my side was aching in full effect, before i could catch her name. i lazily fall to my knee and face first into the sand. i could only breath heavy but the smoke was preventing that somewhat to. the sound of screaming starts to become a quiet and my vision is once again not trustworthy. i here a faint voice from fare away yelling my name. next thing i know she was in my fast asking if I'm OK, and can you here me. fair blond hair is in my face as she pumps my chest. i feel myself slowly drifting. the weight of my eyes becoming very heavy.

she is the last thing i see.

looking out the plane . i can't help but to think about when it's going to land. i look at my watch. five more hours to go keeps repeating in my head. i hated planes, and it was obvious to the stuardes that came by me.

"you might want to let go of the arm rest" i laugh slightly before asking dumbly why. " because you might break it. as a matter of fact, i think i have just the thing to even you out." she said handing me three small vodka bottles and a cup of sprite on the rocks. "you do drink, don't you" she said addressing to my badge.

" yes i drink...not a lot... but I'm... i do.. enjoy a drink once in a while." my fumble for words makes her laugh slightly. a breath of relief floods from me. she is very beautiful her brunette hair hangs loosely over her shoulders, which is the reason why I'm at such a fumble for words. weird, because I've never really had trouble picking up women before. must be my surroundings. i could feel her checking my out, her eyes ending with mine. her hazelnut orbs gazing for a split second before she pulled out a piece of paper, writing down some information. hopefully a phone number.

"hay, maybe when you land, give me a call, huh? I've always liked a women in uniform." she said giving such a sultry look which made breath deeply, knowing she would rather see me out of uniform. i notice she reminded me of my ex, which was not helping my rapidly beating heart. she extends the card, and i take it, our hands brush lightly, it was...nice. Maybe she could help me take my mind off of... her.

i down one and a half out of the three, and i feel as relaxed as i'll ever be at this point. the buzz makes me think just about everything else except, where i was and where I'm going.

"excuse me. excuse me, miss" i here someone calling me from my right. " do you have the time." said a man with heavy five 'o' clock shadow. his features making him a product of the word "workaholic". suit, with the tie lowered slightly, his brown hair, ruffled, but not out of place. but no suitcase. weird.

"it's about a quarter til five." i tell him, feeling groggy. i get up to go to the bathroom. the walk way was somewhat crowded with hand bags. what would you expect flying coach. i incidentally trip over a certain girls bag. i pick it up, hoisting myself to my feet. she seemed a bit rigid and on edge, and i could sense a bit of tension in her voice.

"is this your" i ask calmly withholding my annoyance.

"yes thankyou. some people aren't as nice as you were just then." she said taking the bag. i chuckle lightly, ignoring the fact that is was going to snap at her.

"why don't i put it in the cargo space.?" i say gesturing to the space above her. she looked even more suspicious when she answered quickly.

"no that OK! there to many bags in there in there already." she... maybe middle eastern but no accent. that bag she was clutching tightly could have been anything, when her phone rang,the bag seemed harmless. she noticed i started to stare and asked if i was OK.

" i'm fine."

my head was aching when i woke up. the sky was pitch dark. stars everywhere, never seen this many. living in the city does that. i start to move as much as i could, so that someone would notice I'm not dead.

someone with blond hair, on her knees is stairing down at me. i only notice her vivid blue eyes before dumbly lunging forward to fast and our head collide.

she said hi as she held her hand to her head rubbing it gently, i layed flat on my back trying to catch my breath, then fixing my eyes on her. she didn't notice me staring, and at this point i didn't care. her misty blue eyes were clear as day, i could see her hands were covered in blood. it wasn't until i noticed them that i felt the need to check the cut under my arm.

" don't move to fast! you'll tear the binding." she said gently forcing me down again. " you OK, you hit the ground pretty hard before you passed out."

"did it turn from day to night in less then two minutes?" i said with a slight smlie diliberataly changing the subject with a stupid question.

" no." she noticed my smile and returned the gesture. i reached my hand out gradually. feeling if i moved to fast she might run away. she allowed the pass.

"i didn't catch your name, by the way...before i passed out." i asked her. my hand still gently on her cheek. her faux blue eyes piercing into mine. it was both frighting and arousing.

" Alex" she said casually. her blue orbs not leaving mine.