(Author's Note: BOTTOM THREE! Ah! I can't believe I wrote this much! Lol. Anyway, with the bottom comes no more votes visible to the readers! What? Yeah. I'll be keeping track of the couples' votes on a different Microsoft document, but I won't make it visible to the readers/reviewers. You know, just to add suspense. Lol.)
Bridgette rushes over to Geoff to check on him, and the same goes with Courtney. But Chris' helicopter was landing and Gwen runs up to him. "WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO OUR BOYFRIENDS?" she screams in his face.
"Whoa, Gwen, back off. The guys just ran into a trap," Chris says, watching the paramedics do various tests on the boys. Bridgette and Courtney slowly walk over to Chris after being shooed away by the medics.
"What kind of trap?" Gwen demands, crossing her arms. Bridgette and Courtney do the same.
"Girls, girls, girls. It was just meant to make them pass out. The darts had a serum in it that would slow their heart rate and their breathing, but I guess there was too much serum in it since it completely stopped their heartbeats and breathing," Chris explains.
"WHAT?" Gwen screams, trying to pounce on Chris. But Courtney and Bridgette hold her back, even though they were crying.
"So they're… dead?" Courtney whimpers. Chris nods.
"Yep! So sorry." The girls glare at him through their tears.
"Wait! Where are they going?" Bridgette asks, pointing to the paramedics lifting their boyfriends' bodies into an ambulance. They were on stretchers and covered in white sheets.
"The bodies will be stored in the hospital tent," Chris says and shrugs. "Since they are pronounced dead…"
"Can't we go with them?" Courtney begs. Chris shrugs again.
"I really don't care. But if you girls want to sit in an ambulance with dead bodies…" he drifts off. The girls dash into the ambulance just before the paramedics slam the doors shut. Bridgette, Gwen, and Courtney were alone in the ambulance with the bodies. Soon the ambulance starts up and starts driving.
But then Trent's dead body sits up slowly. The girls scream their heads off and shrink away in fear. He removes the white sheet as Geoff and Duncan sit up too. The girls were still screaming.
"WE'RE NOT DEAD!" Trent shouts. The screaming dwindles down to just shivering in fear. The girls were silent for a while, just staring at the guys.
Then they jump on their boyfriends, hugging and kissing them like crazy. "We thought you were dead!" they exclaim.
"It was all Duncan's idea," Trent starts to explain. Gwen had her legs wrapped around Trent's waist, and her hand was on his shoulder, waiting Duncan's reply. Courtney whacks Duncan's arm.
"Ow! What was that for? It's part of the revenge plan!"
"And you didn't think to let us in on the plan?" Courtney demands. She was sitting on Duncan's lap with her arms crossed, glaring at him. Duncan had his arms wrapped around her waist.
"Then you wouldn't have given such a believable performance," Duncan says with his trademark smirk. "Everybody will think we're dead, Courtney will call a fake lawyer with tons of fake lawsuits, and Chris will freak!"
"That's actually a good idea…" Bridgette comments, sitting on Geoff's lap with her arms around his torso. He nods.
"How did you pretend to be dead?" Courtney asks.
"Well, our breathing and heartbeats were already so slow when the paramedics performed their tests that they really thought we were dead when we were really just passed out," Trent explains. But then the ambulance stops moving and the girls hops off the guys. Their boyfriends laid down stiffly on the gurneys and the girls cover them with the white sheets. The girls sat back down on the bench on the side of the ambulance and immediately start fake-crying.
The medics opened the ambulance doors and wheeled out the "dead" bodies. The girls chased after the paramedics as they wheeled their boyfriends into the hospital tent. Chef walks in. "Supper time, girls. They're dead, there's nothing you can do. Now come on," he growls. The girls reluctantly follow him to the mess hall.
Courtney, Bridgette, and Gwen dash into the hospital tent. They lift their shirts and remove the bowl of steaming hot… mash from underneath. They waved at their reddened skin, hot from the bowl. "We brought you guys food," Courtney finally said. She hands her bowl to Duncan as do Gwen and Bridgette with their respective boyfriends.
"Wow, Chef is actually serving hot food now instead of cold," Duncan comments. Trent nods in approval.
"Either it's because he's feeling sorry for us, or it's just that we made it to the top three," Bridgette proposes.
"Probably just feeling sorry for us, not that he would ever admit it," Gwen says. Then they hear some cameramen enter the next room. Courtney runs up to the tent flap and zips it so they can't come in.
"Hello?" a man asks from the other side.
Courtney screws her face up and forces hot tears to roll down her cheeks. "Sorry, w-we're just seeing our b-boyfriends for the last time," she calls through the tent flap in a shaky voice.
"Oh, alright, we'll be back later," the cameraman says. They campers hear them walk out of the hospital tent. Courtney wipes the fake tears off her cheeks and smiles. Duncan laughs.
"That's my Princess."
(Author's Note: Sorry I haven't wrote in forever, but I'm camping right now. I've been swimming for hours straight. Lol. I'll be back home after the weekend. Also, I'm sorry the end of the last chapter was pretty crappy. I was rushing, ha-ha.)
