Sorry about the awkward part in this chapter… lol…

Amanda's POV…

Oh my god…oh my god… OH MY GOD….oh my GOD…!

It had been a day, and Willa had still not woken up. And my brain had still not stopped being on overdrive. Charlene hadn't talked since the accident, she just sat near Willa, holding her hand, and crying a lot. Truthfully, no one was really talking to each other. We were all so… mad at each other. I have no idea why, we just couldn't stand each other anymore. Well, me and Jess were still talking. But I can't take it anymore. We have to get along again. There's no way we'll survive without each other.

I stood up.

"GUYS!"

To my surprise, they all looked up.

"We can't continue like this! We're best friends! No, actually we're more. We're a family! We're a family, and our little sister's hurt and she needs us right now. And we need each other! We can't turn against each other now! We'll die! Guys, this is RIDICULOUS! What are we even fighting over?"

"I…uh…I don't know…." Maybeck mumbled.

"Yes! Exactly! We're fighting for absolutely no reason! It's stupid! So we should stop fighting."

Philby sighed. "She's right."

"I guess it's not their fault that they have crap-for-brains. I can forgive them." Jess mumbled.

"Thank you… Hey!" Maybeck exclaimed.

"Took you a while to figure that one out. But it's good to hear your voice again, airhead." Jess smirked.

"Yeah, we need to stop fighting." Charlene said quietly, rubbing the bruise on her head.

"Finn…" I murmured, looking at him. "I… We need you. We need a leader."

He got up, and walked towards the group. He stopped and looked at all of us, his eyes landing on me.

"I'm sorry, guys. I really am. I… especially you, Amanda. I was a jerk. Could you ever forgive me?"

I stayed quiet. His face fell, and I almost laughed. I put my hands on his shoulders, leaned forward, and kissed him. I'm pretty sure I felt him smile, and he wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Okay… gross…moving on… Are we all forgiven, and good, and… For the love of all things that don't make me want to gag, COME UP FOR AIR!" Jess practically yelled, and we stopped kissing.

I smiled sheepishly.

"You have no idea how disgusting that is." Maybeck said.

"Yeah, and I'm supposed to be the 'bad girl' out of the two of us." Jess muttered to me.

"It's weird. You just randomly snog each other." Philby added.

"Oh…" I smirked. "You mean it's weird when we do… this?" I turned around and kissed him again.

"Oh, I think I'm gonna puke! Let's get back to the matter on hand, how Willa is still unconscious."

I broke off the kiss, and nodded.

"You two are gross…"

….

Philby sighed.

"Wow, she's got a lot of bruising on her front. Well, what I can see of it… but I need one of you to see if she has any more bruising on her ribs… I, uh, don't think she'd be particularly happy if I did…" he said, addressing the girls.

I nodded.

"Amanda, I think you should, seeing as you seem to know more about injuries than they do… I'll go over there." He said, and the boys followed him about fifty feet down the beach.

"So what exactly are we checking for?" Charlene asked.

"Umm… cracked or bruised ribs, mainly." I answered, staring down at the … broken-looking Willa.

"And why, exactly, couldn't he do it? I don't know what to do!"

"Charlie… Think about where your ribs are…" Jess sighed.

Charlie looked down. She pointed just above her stomach. "Here, right?"

"And they stretch up to…"

Charlie looked down. "Oh."

"Yeah. I don't think Willa would like it if Philby saw her-"

"Okay! Enough, guys…" I said.

I slowly examined her, trying not to hurt her at all.

"Oh no… Willa…" I mumbled.

"What? What's wrong!" Charlene and Jess yelled.

"Look at that… That's three, no, four broken ribs! And look at all the bruises!"

"Oh my god…" Jess mumbled.

Charlene whimpered.

I examined her a little more, found that she had horrible bruises on her collarbone.

"Oh! I can't watch anymore!" Charlie said. She stood up quickly. She stumbled a bit, and her hands flew to her head. "Ohh…"

"Charlie! What's wrong?" Jess said, urgently standing up, and grabbing Charlie by the arm.

"Stood up to fast… head…. Throbbing.. and the… the world's sp-spinning…"

She fainted into Jess' open arms.

"Charlie… Charlie… good god, why are you so heavy…."

"Bring her over to Philby…" I told Jess.

Jess dragged her over to Philby.

"Okay Willa… Wow, you really are hurt…" I whispered to thin air.

I turned to see Charlene, make sure she was okay. She was sitting up, and they were talking to her, which was a good sign.

I turned back to Willa. Her eyes were open, her neck was craned to see what I was looking at. I yelped.

"Amanda… It hurts…" she said weakly. Then, her head fell back down onto the sand, and she was unconscious again, the only proof me not imagining it was a single tear rolling down her cheek. I wiped it away quickly.

"Willa? Willa… Hey, wake up! You were just awake, come on, wake up…" I gently shook her shoulder. Nothing. A terrible thought occurred to me, and there were tears in my eyes as I scrambled to grab her wrist and check for a pulse.

I couldn't find it.

My stomach backflipped, I think I was going to puke. I hastily put my head on her chest, listening for the heartbeat.

…thud…thud…thud…thud…

Oh thank god.

I sighed in relief before running to tell Philby what had just happened. Seconds later, we all (except Charlie) ran back to Willa.

"She just… woke up?" Philby asked.

"Yes, then she FELL BACK DOWN! PHILBY WHAT'S WRONG WITH HER!" I yelled.

"I…. how could she just wake up!" Philby whimpered. "I have no idea! Just… keep her still, that's all we can do about the cracked ribs. B-but how would she just wake up and faint."

Charlie had slowly walked over and sat down near us.

"G-guys… I'm not feeling too hot…" Charlie whimpered.

Jess put an arm around her shoulder. Then she put a hand to her forehead. Charlie winced at the bruise.

"Ow…"

"Ohh… Charlie… you have a slight fever, I think…" Jess mumbled.

Not good. At all.

"No…" Philby whispered. He felt her forehead, too.

"Guys, I have a bruise there! It hurts!" Charlie complained.

"I knew sleeping in the rain would catch up with us eventually!" Philby yelled.

"Ugh! We have too many problems!" Maybeck mumbled.

I put my head in my hands, and observed the scene around me. Philby, Maybeck, and Jess were basically yelling at each other. But not like they had before, now it was more of them deciding how to take care of Charlie. Finn knelt near Willa, holding her hand. And Charlie was near me, with her head draped over her knees. I crawled over and put an arm around her.

"You alright?"

"Yeah… is Willa okay?"

"She has lots of bruises. And a few broken bones. She'll heal. Worry about yourself for now, okay?"

"You know I can't." she whimpered, and began crying softly.

I hugged her, and rubbed comforting circles in her back.

"This place is going to be the end of the keepers." She sobbed. "We'll die here. Don't deny it."

I stayed quiet. I looked up towards the dark clouds. It was misting now, not enough to hide my tears.

….

I slowly opened my eyes. Charlie was laying next to me, breathing peacefully. Jess sat next to Willa, looking down on her with a worried look. I slowly sat up, in order not to wake the sleeping Charlene who, in her sleep, had decided that my stomach made an acceptable pillow.

"Hey Jess. The rain, maybe it's a storm. It won't stop. What, four days straight? Oh crud, we've been here like nine days now- what time is it?… hey what's with Willa?" I asked, noticing the stressed look on Jess' face.

"Wow, you had a lot to say. It's 5 a.m. and…. I was thinking…"

"Don't hurt yourself."

"Ha-ha, very funny. I was thinking… well, if she's out for much longer…. She'll be dehydrated … and starving."

"Oh…"

"Yeah… so… she needs to wake up."

I nodded.

"That, and I think she's having a nightmare… maybe a relapse of the accident? Did she say anything when she woke up before?" Jess said seriously. I wasn't used to her being serious. It was scary, to be honest.

"Yeah…" I whispered. "she, uh… she looked at me and said 'it hurts'." I swallowed the lump in my throat.

"Uh… oh. That, uh…"

I put my head back down, and looked down at Charlie, sleeping peacefully. I put my hand on her back, and closed my eyes. I slowly drifted back to sleep.

I woke up again, to Jess slightly shaking my shoulder.

"Manda? Mandy wake up!" I looked up. Whoa! Jess was five years old! Oh crap I'm dreaming. "Mandy it's movie night! Come on sis! You don't wanna misth it! We're watching…ummm.. thwiss famiwy wobinson. They get wost on de iswand!" she said in her cute, cheery five-year-old voice.

"Jessie," I said, myself being six, and the all-powerful older one. "I'm coming! Slow down a little!" I never really had the pronunciation problems most little kids did. But Jess could barely speak correctly when she was five.

Suddenly, the scene in front of me faded, and I was standing in an abandoned house.

"Amanda… this is home now." Said a 10-year-old Jess.

"Yup."

"I'm scared."

I looked at her. "Me too, Jess. Me too." I whispered.

Jess started crying, and tackled me into a hug.

And it faded again. It's like I'm re-living parts of my life.

Now I was in the church. The old church, where we lived for a long time. But instead of a happy memory, this had to be the worst day of my life- no exaggeration.

"J-Jess?" I whispered, tears in my eyes. She had walked into the house after school with green eyes, instead of her blue-silver ones. Her hair was black, her skin cold. I had asked her what was wrong, and she had attacked me. She easily won the fight; as I was not going to even try to hurt my little sister. I was kneeling on the ground in front of her now, too pained to stand.

"No, Jezebel. Jess is gone." She turned and walked out the door, leaving me curled up in a ball and sobbing.

Flash, two years later. A scene from days before we left for Hawaii. The keepers and I, at the Frozen Marble. I was in between Jess and Finn. I glanced around the table; Philby and Maybeck laughing at something on Maybeck's phone. Charlie giving a reassuring and sympathetic smile to Willa as Willa told her about the horrible people at school and what they did to her that day. I frowned. Then I turned back to Jess and Finn, fighting over something or another.

And the last scene was of us on the island. We were sitting around the campfire, back when we still had the cave.

"Amanda. Amanda, wake up. Amanda… hey, wake up please. I, uh, need you… Amanda!"

I felt myself slip out of the dream…

I opened my eyes, with a slight gasp. That was a really weird dream. I sat up.

"Ugh…"

"Amanda?" I heard.

"Charlie? What's wrong?" I asked. It was lighter out now… and not raining! I jumped for joy inside.

"I'm… I'm dizzy… and my head's throbbing… and I might p-puke…."

I crawled closer to her and sat next to her. I put a supporting arm on her back.

"Take a few deep breaths, okay. Just breathe…"

She breathed a little heavier, and whimpered. And then she fainted.

"Charlie! Hey, wake up…"

"She'll be fine." Philby said. I hadn't noticed he was behind me until now. I tuned around.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah… I think she freaked out a little and that's why that happened… must've had a nightmare."

"Oh…"

Suddenly, something moved, off to my left. I figured it was Jess.

"Morning, Jess."

"Am-Amanda…! Ah…. Ow! It hurts!" I turned in astonishment to the owner of the voice. It wasn't Jess who just sat up.

"Willa!"

….

Chapter 10, I think. So what's up? How'd you like the chapter. I didn't. anyway, the chap's mainly about Willa and Charlie being hurt. And the dream Amanda had? I don't know why I put that in there. It made me sad.

IMPORTANT MESSAGE: I will be going on vacation for the next two weeks… sorry bout that folks. Goin to Disneyland. And other parts of Cali. But I'm really sorry. Hey, I promise I'll have a pen and paper and be writing the whole time! So yeah, LOST or Collision of Worlds won't be updated for a while. By the way, do ya like Collision of worlds? It's turning out okay, I guess. But even though I'll be gone, I'll be checking my pm's and reviews, so if you want to say anything, go ahead. I'll be reading it.

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