Chapter 14

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Previously…

She picked at her squirrel offering as usual but downed the berries in seconds. I watched her out of the corner of my eye, as she sipped out of the coconut bowl, some water spilled and landed on her chest. This caught my attention, as it traveled ever so slowly down her chest, some splashed onto her bra too and the small amount of skin that was shown.

I pulled my attention away and threw my head into my hands.

Oh god, I need a cold shower.

CPOV 36 weeks

The past three weeks have been a living hell. The weather has been cloudy along with on and off downpour, we've been without a fire for almost a full week. Derek attempted to build a fort over the fire pit, but the excess rain caused the leaves to rip. Also, the tension between us didn't help the situation at all.

Walking was impossible with a huge gash on the bottom of my foot, so we stuck with the piggyback style. It was the least invasive way of transportation, we tried it bridal style, but I was still without a shirt—considering it was covered in blood. Plus, it seemed to make him tense.

Derek would barely look at me lately, not even when he was talking to me, and him being around was a rare occurrence. He was always off in the woods, I assumed he was hunting, but he always came back empty handed. It was starting to frustrate me, I was stuck on the beach until my foot healed. Why wouldn't he just tell me where he went! I was tired of being alone all the time.

I looked at the tree with all the tallies, some faded from when we first arrived, it looks like the tree was growing over the marks. I placed my hand over the raised wood and felt an overwhelming sense of dread. No one was looking for us, and as much as I hated to think about it, we were probably going to die here.

There was no use of sugar coating it. That one boat, in the months we've been here, seemed to diminish any type of hope that I had left. We were stuck here… There was no point in holding everything inside when there was someone here on the island I could talk to and share my fears with.

"Fuck it," I muttered to myself as I started the long trek through the woods. I was going to give him a piece of my mind, I was tired of being left out of everything he did, whether he liked it or not, we are all that we have.

I made it halfway up the cliff when I had a brief moment of doubt, maybe I should just turn back? My foot was screaming for a break, I was coming up to the watering hole, and a nice soak could help cool my temper, but I was still going to find Derek and tell him off!

I came out on top of the waterfall, I was higher up than I originally thought, and when I walked to the edge of the rocks I could see directly below to the pond. With the waterfall roaring on my left, I noticed a piece of clothing hanging on one of the branches near the water's edge. My eyes searched the body of water, he had to be close by, unless he completely lost it and right now running around the island butt naked.

A flash of movement on my left directed my attention, I could barely see through the water, but from what I could tell it looked like Derek. His back was to me, and his head was directly under the waterfall. Even if he wanted to he wouldn't be able to hear me, even if we were five feet away.

He turned towards me and I automatically froze, could he see me through the water and the trees? My heart was racing a million beats a second, great, he probably thought I was spying on him! Even though I technically I was.

After holding my breath for what seemed like forever, I finally let go and leaned against the nearest tree. He clearly didn't see me watching him, and if he did see me I don't think he'd really care.

A part of me wanted to turn away and head back to camp, but the majority wanted to wait and see. What I was waiting to see was something I'm too ashamed to even think out loud. It's normal to be curious, right?

He swam out from under the waterfall and into the middle of the pond, his tan back glistened in the light. I watched as the sun caught every muscle in his arm as he flawlessly paddled across the body of water. When he stood up I couldn't help but gasp, it was involuntary, as well as the girly giggle that followed it.

It's a good thing I was already leaning against something, my knees were starting to become weak. I wasn't really sure what I was expecting, but I didn't think he would look so… striking. He's shirtless almost every day, but seeing him completely naked, utterly vulnerable, was breathtaking.

He stood in the tree line, his head turned towards the camp, his shorts still in his hands. He stood like that for a while, like he was thinking something over. Was he thinking about me alone at the camp? I let out another giggle, little did he know I was closer than he thought.

After months of being stuck with someone you pick up pond their body language, and from here I could see him let out a sigh. His whole body seemed to tense up, and I didn't resist when my eyes started to explore, and the heat from my face traveling throughout my body.

I watched in fascination and shock, why was I still watching? I knew deep down that I should leave, just get up and walk back to camp. Forget that this had ever happened and move on with my day… but I didn't. I sat there and watched as he released his tension.

It made me feel all jittery inside, I was …excited, my heart rate was through the roof and I felt like I was on the edge of my seat. I watched his form from far away as he did something so private, that my shame was starting to dominate the excitement. I stood up and started to back away, but my eyes were still watching as he threw his head back I stumbled and hissed as my injured foot caught onto something. Kneeling on the ground, I froze in fear that Derek may have heard me. I took a moment to catch my breath before peaking out from behind the tree, he was gone.

"Shit." I stood up and took off without thinking much about it. I didn't want to be found here. I don't know if I could face him after what I just saw, I didn't know if I could act right. So I ended up on the cliff, overlooking the choppy water gulping in the salty air. Shame pour over me and I allowed it to bring me to my knees, I was so screwed up from being on this island that I just watched… This has to be the lowest I have ever felt about myself, this by far is the creepiest thing I have ever done.

I took another deep breath and closed my eyes, but all I saw was Derek, naked and sweaty. I opened them and shook my head, what was I becoming? As I sat there watching the water splash against the rocks, my mind wanders into the dirtier territory. I know for a fact that Derek has seen me naked, on complete accident though, but I wonder what he thought of it. I was probably just an annoying little kid to him that he had to take care of, only because he would feel guilty if anything happened to me.

I thought back to the night when he was trying to teach me to skin a fish, I noticed how handsome he could look when he wasn't pissed. His smile was something else too, probably because it was a rare sight. I wonder what went through his head when he was doing that stuff, or what his lips felt like against my neck. I shivered at the thought and blushed when I felt a small smile creep across my face.

"Chloe?" I was rudely pulled out of my thoughts to be looking in the same green eyes I had been fantasizing about. I felt my face flush, knowing I saw him at his most vulnerable time, doing something private and I stood and watched. Like an invasive perv.

"What are you doing up here? What about your cut? You could have opened the stitches and then you'd be shit out of luck because I don't have anymore thread!" Ah, the real Derek, the one who pisses me off daily, it felt great to hear his lectures and know that what just happened was a brief lapse of sanity. The fluffy feelings vanished and the anger came flooding back.

"Is this an only Derek area? Did you claim this part of the island?" He rolled his eyes, and I could already know what he was going to say."Don't start with me being overdramatic! You won't even look me in the eyes anymore! You run off as soon as you can and then come back after sunset!"

"Sorry, Dear, the boys from the office wanted to grab a couple of beers after work, I wasn't aware I had a curfew!" He said, not holding back on the sarcasm.

"You know damn well I can't walk around, so your conclusion to that problem was to just leave me alone all day? You bitched at me when you saw that I left on my own, I can't do anything without pissing you off!"

"The clouds are darkest than they've ever been," he had his hands in his pockets, his head facing the sky. He was right, they were dark and low, it looked like another storm coming in. I observed his body language, his muscles were tense and his nostrils were flared as if he was smelling this air.

"So?" I asked.

"If my calculations are correct it's around late fall early winter, and that's way past tornado season," he looked down at me, his green eyes flaring with a million emotions. "I don't know where exactly we are but this storm doesn't look good." I crossed my arms over my bare torso and shivered against the wind. I was born and raised in a city, I never had to deal with or even worry about tornados.

"A t-tornado? Here?" I looked at the tiny view of the island that we had from here, we had no sort of cover other than tents made out of sticks. I'm surprised they've lasted as long as they have in this wind.

"I'll think of something," he looked down at my leg and winced. "How's your foot?"

"It's… fine," I was kind of taken aback by his question, he's been so rash lately. His brows furrowed and he leaned forward, I held my breath as he inched closer, his hand swept along my shin. I jumped at the contact as he examined the scratch, but it also sent long delightful shivers to the center of my body.

"What's this from? Running from pigs again?" He chuckled but I felt my face drain, the memory of running from the pig and then literally running into him naked. I guess what happened earlier is tit for tat, in a way. "What?" He stood up again and looked me in the eyes, I couldn't keep the contact for long without feeling like he could read it on my face.

"I-I tripped wh-when I was going to the bathroom, that's what it must be from." I cursed internally at the stutters, but he didn't seem to notice.

"We should go back to the camp, give your foot a rest," he crouched in front of me and I knew my cue, but I hesitated. The quick touch earlier had nearly sent me over the edge, but he was right, my foot was throbbing from walking on the rough ground with no bandage.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, feeling his warm back against my chest had a calming effect. I felt his hand grab my injured leg and pull it around him, shivers flew from the location of his hand to the tips of my fingertips. I clenched my hand in reflex, digging into Derek's arm instead of my own. I heard him breathe in quickly and then he cleared his throat as he headed towards the woods.

The rocking and swaying of the walk made my chest rub awkwardly against his back, I tried to stop it from happening but I only got scolded for fidgeting too much. Halfway down the hill, it started to rain, it was slow at first but quickly became heavy, drenching us instantly. Derek's grip on my legs tightened, sending another wave of electricity, this one much stronger than the last. I was starting to get light headed so I leaned forward until my forehead rested on his shoulder. I was breathing hard, as was he, but he was the one carrying me down a slippery hill.

When we arrived at camp my tent was blown over, half of the wall completely torn apart. "Shit!" Derek grumbled as we passed and went into his tent, it was the bigger one that we all made. He set me down, his fingers gliding across my thigh lightly. I swayed slightly, luckily his arm was still around me, balancing me instantly.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"Will you be okay if I left for a little bit?"

"What? Where are you going?" I was confused about why he was asking me in the first place, he usually left without saying anything.

"The rain is wearing the tent down, we only have this one for now," he looked out at the pouring rain, and then quickly back at me. "I'll be right back, it's just raining for now." Then he gone, disappeared in the rain.

Derek was gone for more than twenty minutes, the rain seemed to be coming down harder, I couldn't even see two feet in front of me. I was worried, what if he slipped and fell or got injured from the rain impairing his vision too much.

I sprawled out on the sand and claimed my train of thoughts, Derek knew how to take care of himself, I had nothing to worry about. My thighs still tingled from his touches, it was a frustrating feeling like this when I know he would never dream of me like that. I looked down at my chest and frowned, there was not much to show for it, I looked like a twelve-year-old boy. I pulled my bra to the side and examined them pushed together, maybe if I magically gained five pounds and they directly went there then I'd look my age.

"Chl—" Derek barged in, my bra still pushed to the side, I scrambled and corrected my clothing.

"What?"

"We're moving camp, C'mon," he crouched down and I climbed on with no hesitation. I was curious about where we were moving to, but also a little disappointed, there was little to no reaction from Derek.

We trekked through the rain once again, deep into the woods, past the waterfall and cliff. There was a clearing in the woods with a bunch of ferns growing across the land, Derek took a sharp right and headed up a small hill. There was a small opening between two rocks that normally would have been overlooked.

Derek entered the crevice guiding me along with him, the slit wasn't that wide but clearly wide enough for Derek to walk through. It eventually opened up into a much wider cave that broke off into two different tunnels.

"I found this a couple of days ago, I had to make sure that there were no nests in here before it would be okay to "move" in." He spun around and then stopped, he looked relaxed in a way. He found us a better shelter from the rain and wind, he was much better at this survival shit than I was.

"Is this where you took off too?"

"Yeah, I was clearing it out, I know you can't walk in the woods yet, so that's why I wanted to wait until your foot was healed. But the storm kind of forced it to happen sooner."

"Oh," I couldn't think of anything else to say, I was so dumbfounded by how considerate he was being. Did he hit his head?

"I'm going to run back to the shore to grab the tarp and what's left of the first aid kit. I brought in some wood a couple of days ago, it should be dry so you can try to start a fire and dry off."

"Okay." He took off while I rubbed the sticks together, this time it only took two tries. Soon enough I was sitting by a warm fire, after a whole week of dealing with the shitty wind and no heat. I felt calmer and less frustrated, I felt my eyelids start to droop and become heavy.