Okay, this was a bit shorter then I wanted, but here you go. It was nine pages on Word. I wanted to make it longer but I took a nap and got up late and I have to shower and I have to eat in less then an hour, so, we'll see how that goes. Um, not much I want to say up here but at the bottom of the chapter I will have a lot to say about the upcoming chapter!
I apologize for any errors!
I hope you enjoy!
It didn't take us long to get into the cover of the forest. At some point, I swear I could've heard someone screaming our names—but it must've been my imagination or my lack of hydration. It wasn't hot but the fact that it was humid made things worse. We were hungry, thirsty, and tired but something told me this day was long from over. My back was hurting—probably from the smack down that happened in the hamster ball earlier.
Zach was holding my hand as Gray was glued to my side. My eyes scanned the forest for any indications of where we might or how to get back to the land of the living—and keeping an eye out for the monster dinosaur. "Look," Gray suddenly left my side and picked something up from the ground with wide, scared eyes.
Zach and I moved behind him. My eyes widen and Zach cursed quickly snatching the bloody helmet from his baby brother's hands. It was a white helmet…in the middle it was split and covered with blood. I felt my stomach twist in a sick way and I resisted the urge to vomit from such a disgusting and gruesome sight. Whoever that belonged to…was long dead. Gray began to breathe a bit heavily—a sign that he was beginning to get freaked out.
I quickly grabbed his hand and soothed him, "Hey, look at me, baby, don't freak out, okay? We're going to get out of here, okay? I—We wont' let anything happen to you, okay, baby boy?" I wiped away the dirt on his young face as he stared up at me with his beautiful blue eyes.
His eyes looked watery but after blinking a few times, he had a strong face on. I kissed his forehead and stood up and found that Zach wasn't by our side. My eyes snapped up to find him walking towards a lone Jurassic Park buggy—it was smashed into the side of a tree. Upon closer inspection I saw the blood covering both the passenger and driver side. I immediately guided Gray away from the wrecked car and something gained my attention from the corner of my eye.
It was hidden beneath thick forest undergrowth—but I caught the sight of an entrance. To what I couldn't be sure but it was better then being out in the open like this. That monster could've been stalking us right now and we didn't even know it. The thought made my stomach curl. "Zach," I murmured his name. His dark eyes ripping away from the blood-soaked interior of the buggy to look at me; it was easy to tell that he was scared—hell, we all were.
"Look." I gestured to the thickly covered entrance. It was made out of stone and as far as I knew there was only one building out in the forest—the old Park's main center. "It has to be the Park's old welcome center." I murmured as Gray clutched my hand tightly.
"You think it's safe?" Zach asked softly.
I nod, "It has to be. Anything is better then being out here." I answered gravely.
Zach nodded and began to walk towards the stone entrance. Gray clung to my side—refusing to let go. We walked up the steps and I saw the Park's logo carved above the stone doors. Zach glanced at it before shoving the doors open. The creaked quietly but opened without much resistance. Inside it was easy to tell that the old park center hadn't been touched since the events that took place so many years ago. The forest had long claimed this center as its own. Thick vines covered the walls, grass grew without a care, and thick branches hung from the ceiling and almost kissed the ground.
It smelled musty, too.
We walked further into the old center when Zach picked up a large, faux bone. He eyed it and glanced at the ground where he saw the remains of the former park's banner. His eyes lit up as an idea came to him—he picked up the banner and asked his brother, "Gray, do you still have those matches?"
Gray's sullen expression flickered with confusion before he realized what his older brother was planning to do. He nodded quickly and dug out the small box of matches from his pocket and handed it over. Zach wrapped the thick, ripped fabric around the faux bone before lighting it up. Gray looked happier now—for some reason the torch had lifted his spirits.
I ruffled his hair as Zach looked around trying to get an idea of where to go. We had to find a way to get back to the main park before that thing found us. "What now?" Gray asked timidly.
"I don't know," Zach looked frustrated as he bit his lip, "Find a way back…find a radio or something." He muttered glancing at me.
I gave him a small smile, "Let's just pick a direction and go. I don't think that creature will find us in here." I assured softly.
Zach's eyes softened, "Okay, as my lady wishes." He gave a small grin.
Gray giggled and I blushed slightly, "Dork." I whispered under my breath. Zach began marching into a random direction, Gray trailed behind his brother, and I stayed in the back to make sure something snuck up on us. My eyes caught the skeleton remains of what looked like a raptor; another indication that this place had been abandoned since Gruff's battle with the sneaky raptors.
We went down a hallway—Zach glanced back every so often to make sure we were still behind him. He walked cautiously and tried his best to make his footsteps silent—just in case. Gray was nervously glancing around although he seemed a little less scared. Everything was still—something I found uncomfortable but it was easy to keep an ear out for anything out of place. My eyes searched the ground or the area around us for anything that could help us in any way—but I came up empty.
We eventually came to the end of the corridor and into a garage. Hazmat suits hung from behind us, old Jurassic Park equipment hung on the back wall. Gray, being the curious kid he was, immediately picked up a helmet that surprisingly still worked. My eyes ran over the back wall looking for a radio—but found none. I huffed softly as Zach walked towards the front of the small garage.
There were two jeeps covered in vines and brambles. Zach's intently focused on the one on the right. "1992 Jeep Wrangler," Gray said softly glancing at Zach, "Sahara, Sand Beige." I was definitely impressed that the little boy knew that off the bat. I nudged his shoulder with a small, impressed grin. He blushed in response.
Zach's eyes lit up, "You remember when we fixed up Grandpa's old Malibu, right?" He asked his younger brother.
Gray nodded, "Yeah." Both brothers exchanged smug glances.
"Well, this is where I become of no use." I remarked with a small laugh as the brothers began prying the jeep open.
Gray was propping the hood open when Zach looked at me, "Wanna go grab the battery from that buggy outside?" Zach asked coming up to me.
"And what about Gray?" I questioned with a frown; I wasn't fond of the idea of leaving the kid alone.
"I'll be fine," Gray remarked pushing his wild curls from his face, "I think I'm rather safe inside." He gives me a small, goofy smile.
It didn't lessen my worry but I managed a small smile back, "You sure, kiddo?" I asked biting my lip worriedly—unaware of Zach watching my movements.
Gray nods, "Yeah, don't worry about me. I won't go anywhere—just…come back in one piece okay?" He demands a bit shakily.
I walked up to him and kiss his forehead again, "Can't get rid of me that easily, kid." I murmured running my fingers through his soft hair.
Zach gently took a hold of my hand and began guiding down the dark corridor. Our torch had burned out—but it was fairly easy to see where we were going. We didn't have to worry about anything popping out on us. "This is not how I thought I was going to spend the day." Zach mumbled under his breath—his hold on my hand tightening a bit.
"Hear, hear," I chuckled softly keeping step with him, "But at least we're okay." I reminded.
Zach paused and I glanced at him curiously, "Zach?" I tilted my head to the side confused on his sudden stop.
In one swift, smooth movement I was pressed up against the wall with my back towards him. "Zach, what the hell?" I hissed as he steadily held me in place. I squirmed in his grasp but he kept a firm grip on my body, "Zach! This is seriously not the time—"
"Your back," Zach commented dryly going to lift my shirt and I heard him curse, "Shit, Izzy, this is bad."
I flinched at the sensation of the humid air breathing over my back—I must've had cuts. "Is it that bad?" I asked in a small voice as I felt Zach very faintly trace over a gash. I hissed in pain.
"Why didn't you say anything?" Zach demanded angrily.
"I didn't think it was that bad." I answered calmly.
"Izzy, this is bad! These could get infected!" Zach's voice grew in volume.
"Babe, let me go." I sighed softly.
"You should've said something." Zach said through clenched teeth.
"There wasn't exactly a good time to tell you, Zach, we were running for our lives." Zach slowly rolled down my shirt and turned me around. His dark eyes furrowed with worry and some leftover anger. He wasn't pleased by my idea to keep this from him.
"You should've said something." He urged with a frown.
"There's nothing we can do about it, okay? Not until we get back to the park." I mumbled not liking how guilty he was making me feel. I stepped around him and continued my trek towards the wrecked buggy outside the welcome center.
Zach grumbled, "Stubborn woman."
"Persistent man." I remarked with a small smile.
"This isn't funny, Izzy."
"I didn't say it was." came my response.
It was silent as we reached the outside. I glanced warily around trying to make sure there was nothing out there but it was hard. Tyrannosaurus Rex naturally blended into their surroundings—but this monster was white so, it should stand out against the forest greens and browns, right? Zach marched forward not looking like he cared and I rolled my eyes at his behavior before following my boyfriend.
I remained silent as Zach worked on getting the battery removed from the buggy. I was leaning on my side against the car watching Zach. I knew this wasn't the time to ogle my boyfriend but honestly, I couldn't resist. He looked pretty damn hot working his way around the wrecked car. My eyes lingering on his exposed arms and then my thoughts wondered back to the events that occurred between us in the morning.
Who knew in such a short time things would go from happy to chaotic. One moment, we were laughing and being…being a family and the next thing we're running for our lives with a massive beast behind us. I hoped my Uncle was okay. I wondered what Gruff was doing…I wondered if she knew I was in danger.
"Staring is considered rude."
Zach's voice startled me out of my thoughts. I looked up at him and found him smirking. I scowled, "I wasn't staring." I denied lamely as he tugged the battery from its confinements and set it on the hood of the car.
He took two steps towards me and suddenly we were face-to-chest. He smirked down at me, "You were totally checking me out." He murmurs lazily running his hand over the side of my hip. I ignored the sparks running across my skin and the stutter in my heart.
"So what if I was?" I hotly asked, "I can't check out my own boyfriend?"
Zach's confident expression softened, "It drives me crazy when you call me that." He applies pressure on the hand at my hip and pulls me into his chest. My breathing hitched slightly. This was definitely not the time or place to be getting into our sexual tension, did I care? Hell, no.
Our eyes locked and for a moment, we slipped into our own bubble. It was pretty stupid, yeah, I know, but Zach was a fucking hunk and I couldn't resist sneaking in a good smooch. He leaned down to capture my lips with his own. I responded eagerly and with a content whine as his other hand going to grip my waist firmly keeping me prisoner against his hard body. His lips were slightly chapped due to the harsh weather we were in but I didn't mind. He was sweaty but I was pretty sure so was I.
He tilted his head to the side a little more to deepen our kiss—I wrapped my arms around his neck trying to bring him closer and pressing my body against his in manner that elicited a soft groan from the back of his throat. His fingers were digging into your skin slightly—not to the point where it caused me pain but enough to excite me. I huffed softly against his plump lips as he leisurely trailed his lips down to my throat, "Z-Zach." I squirmed in his hold but he refused to let go. A hand had snaked up from my hip and into my hair—tilting my head to the side to give the handsome young man better access to my now exposed neck.
I gasped when he gently nipped at the area just below my ear. "God, you're so beautiful." Zach breathed continuing to pepper my neck with butterfly kisses before placing his lips back onto mine.
My breathing had quivered as he prodded his tongue against the entrance of my mouth. My hands tugging at his hair in a light manner, my heart pumping, my blood rushing, and my head was spinning. God, we really shouldn't be doing this right now.
The sound of a twig snapping caught our attention. "So, this is why you two were taking so long!" Gray's giggly voice made me jump—or try to jump away from Zach. Zach kept his hold firm and lazily glared at his younger brother who was standing on the steps of the welcome center with his hands on his hips.
"Gray, I thought we told you to stay inside." Zach scowled lightly, the bastard not looking the least bit concern with his baby brother catching us making out.
"I got worried when you guys took too long." Gray mumbled with a light blush, "Now, I see why."
"Zach," I nudged him to let met go, "Come on, let's focus on the task at hand."
Zach sighed dramatically but released his hold on me. I shuffled a few steps back, still blushing, and Zach shot me a smirk—damn bastard. He looked content with the fact that he had rendered me completely flustered.
"Ew, little brother in the area!" Gray complained turning around to stomp into the welcome center but I could hear his little giggles.
Zach licked his lips and stared at me, "Shame he interrupted us."
I had followed the movement with blushing cheeks, "You weren't saying that earlier this morning."
Zach sighed, "I had a boner, Izzy, that is not something I want him seeing." He ran a hand through his messy hair before grabbing the car battery, "Come on, let's see if we can fix up that jeep." He offered his hand and I happily took it, "The sooner we get this day over it, the sooner I can go back to enjoying what time I have left with you." He says quietly.
I frowned a bit, "You know what this will mean…they'll shut down the park."
The thought made my heart swell with pain. What would happen to Gruff? What would happen to the park in general? Well, I knew it would probably get shut down…but still…this place was home to not only dinosaurs but to people as well. I shook the thoughts away as I heard Zach speak up, "You never know, babe, maybe they'll keep it closed down for a few years before opening it back up—like they did before." He gave a light shrug.
"What about us?" I dared to ask.
"What about us?" Zach glanced at me with a frown.
"Well, if they shut down the park—"
"What happens to the park won't affect our relationship, Izzy, I was serious when I meant I was going to do my best to keep this relationship alive and I will. Have some faith in us, okay baby?" He wrapped an arm around my waist and gave me a soft kiss.
I sighed and nuzzled my face into the crook of his neck, "If we survive this nightmare."
"Such a negative girl." Zach laughed as I pulled away.
"I tend to be when I'm food deprived and thirsty." I sighed feeling my stomach rumble with protest. My throat wasn't too dry but still, if we didn't get anything to drink soon…we could possibly pass out due to the ever-growing heat in the jungle.
"We'll get back to the park soon." Zach assured giving my hand a small squeeze before we joined Gray in the garage. The young boy had opened up the garage door allowing some much needed light in.
"Okay, I already took out the dead battery, Zach! I cleaned up the motor and checked the oil." Gray bounced up to us with a proud smile. I cooed at the young boy.
"You are now my new mechanic!" I said as he beamed up at me while puffing out his chest in a cute manner.
"I'd be a better mechanic." Zach remarked going over to the jeep and swiftly began locking the new car battery in place before calling out to Gray, "Hey, buddy, can you look around for a first aid kit? Izzy got hurt earlier."
I scowled at Zach, "Dude." I hissed.
Gray's eyes widened in horror, "You're hurt and you didn't say anything?!" He demanded looking outraged, "Izzy, that's very stupid! I don't need you collapsing on me!" He immediately began scrambling around to find the first aid kit. "Stupid Izzy." He adds in a mutter.
"Do you even know how to properly treat a wound?" I asked Gray.
The boy poked his head out from behind the other jeep and looked rather offended, "I'll have you know, Izzy, that I was top of my Boy Scout's squad, okay?" He says looking peeved before continuing to rifle through the garage for a first aid kit.
"The sass is real." I giggled.
"Hey, babe, do you mind turning the engine?" Zach asked as he hooked the battery into its place.
I nodded, opened the car door, and without getting in turned the keys. The old jeep sputtered for a few seconds before coming to life. "Yes!" I said with a large grin as Zach whooped loudly.
"That's how you do it, baby!" He grins looking thrilled before slamming the hood down.
"I found a first aid kit!" Gray says rushing up to us with a faded, red medic kit.
"Good, you two hop in the back and I'll drive." Zach said rolling his shoulders. I helped Gray jump into the back of the jeep before carefully following suit. Zach got into the driver's side and put on his seatbelt.
"Wait, didn't you fail your driver's test?" Gray asked with a small frown.
"No," Zach snorted and added a bit sheepishly, "Just the driving part."
"Nice, babe." I laughed quietly.
"Okay, Izzy, let me see the damage." Gray turned his attention onto me.
I sighed and turned around, "Don't freak out, okay? Zach said it was bad." I muttered going to lift the bottom of my shirt up to reveal my back. I heard Gray suck in a large gasp.
"Breathe, brother." Zach glanced towards us with a frown, "We'll scold her later but right now, just tend to her wounds, okay?"
"Oh, we're definitely going to scold her later." Gray muttered darkly as he opened the first aid kit.
Why was I suddenly afraid of the small boy?
Okay, I am super...hyped and sad to be writing the next chapter up. I kinda don't know if I'm going to Save Masrani or let him die...but I don't know. I kinda didn't see the point in his death-okay, I do, but I just want an excuse to not let him die, lmfao. Um. next chapter is definitely going to be intense. I hope I can capture it just right. Just a reminder that even after the movie ends I will be creating a different ending despite rumors of Jurassic World 2 coming out within the next few years. I doubt Zach and Gray will be in that movie, so, yeah.
So, without further ado,
Until next time, loves!
Vanessa!