Chapter Two

"So you really think someone intentionally pushed you?" Amberly sounded terrified and shivered, even though it was 75 degrees outside. The whole crew was crammed around a table at Shutters.

"Of course I know, I wouldn't make this up. I'm so tired of all this drama." I couldn't understand why people wouldn't understand this point. Even Upton was a little suspicious of my story. The one time I'd seen him since Casino Night, and he was quiet, and wouldn't talk about why he ran off after had run in on us. Why was he mad at me? He was the one who told us to go there in the first place, and I just wanted him to understand. The only two people not doubting me were Noelle and Sawyer. Sawyer hadn't been more than a few yards away from me since he had rescued me, and Noelle was at my constant beck and call. She'd even promised to let me room with Constatnce, and Amberly move in to the triple.

"Hey, if you want my dad can get the jet to take you home. You know, if you feel a little weird staying here." Noelle looked at me with a sincere look of concern, which was rare from her.

"No, I want to stay here, and find out who tried to kill me. Are you sure no one else got on the yacht that night? Nothing out of the ordinary?"

"Nope, I triple checked with the security men." Tiffany told me. I was so sure it was Sabine or Ariana, even though they were locked up in some crazy hospital, at least I hoped. If not, it could have been one of these people around me. It gave me chills just thinking about it. Of all things, I thought these were my friends, except someone was missing.

"Where's Poppy?" I had just realized that she hadn't been around much since that night, or Upton. No one really answered, and they all averted their eyes from me. Finally Taylor answered quietly.

"We thought you knew Reed, she and Upton and their parents went for a long weekend on the Giles' boat." Oh no, my breakfast was starting to come up. I can't believe he was with Poppy. What was Upton doing when he ran off?

"I have to go!" I ran off to the bathroom and fell on to the ground. I hadn't felt like this since when I was being stalked, and been sent e-mails from Cheyenne after she was dead. The world starting spinning, Noelle ran in the door and came to my side. I started to sweat and fell down on the cold tiles.

"Reed, you don't look too good, your face is all blue. Should I call a doctor or something?" I couldn't talk; I just shook my head and lay down. Slowly my vision shifted into normal sight. "Reed, talk to me, are you okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Sorry, I just felt a little queasy. Maybe just something I ate at breakfast."

"Come on Reed, I know you better. I'm sure that Upton and Poppy are just staying friends. He seems pretty crazy about you, and that's a lot for him to say." I thought about it, I mean he could just need a weekend away that's all.

"Okay, let's go, I want to get some more sleep. I'm still really tired." We walked back to the dining room, but everyone was gone, except Sawyer. He stood, looking out on the ocean, his sandy brown hair blowing behind him. Sawyer looked so peaceful standing there by himself. I turned around, to see Noelle sneak out the back of the restaurant. Sawyer jumped at the sound of the door.

"Oh, hey. Sorry, everyone else left, but I wanted to make sure that you were okay. You seemed pretty freaked out, and I didn't want you to be alone." For a shy person, he really liked to ramble on when he was around people he knew. I suddenly felt a rush of exhilaration, and walked over to him. I put my hand on his shoulder, and he took my waist, and kissed me. Not a passionate kiss, but a soft and light kiss. He took my other hand and held it in his. Then I was brought back to reality, and pulled back.

"I'm sorry, but I can't do this to Upton, I mean we're still together and everything."

"Yeah, Upton. I didn't know you liked to be one of his two girlfriends." He stormed away, and looked back at me, disappointed.

"Excuse me! I'm his only girlfriend, they're just friends!" I screamed back at him, verging on tears.

"Yeah, you keep telling yourself that. Upton can never stay with one girl for more than a week." Then he marched off, and left me alone, slowly breaking down.