AN: Hey Grant, as a matter of fact, I'm 13 and if you understood good writing then you would know I was foreshadowing. I could tell you more but that would defeat the purpose of continuing the story! And I'm not trying to use any words that aren't in my daily vocabulary.
I can take constructive criticism but you were just plain mean! And one more thing, if I couldn't handle this plot then I'd tell my friend SolitaryFan the plot and have her write the story!
Sorry to the rest of my fans.
She decided to keep her distance from Sayid, the next few days. Thanks to Sawyer, everyone knew she was a criminal, so it wasn't hard to avoid him. Kate stayed hidden in the trees or she would just stay in her tent all day. Though nobody was looking for her someone found her. He was referred to as the island asshole. "What?"
"I was wondering if you would like to come and sit by the tide with me," the man studied her, focusing mostly on her chest.
"Get the hell away pervert!" Kate stood up and smacked him. He pretended to loose consciousness and he fell over on her, grabbing her boob. "Ass hole!" Kate screamed, grabbing a nearby stick and whacking him repeatedly where the sun don't shine.
He yelped in pain and as he escaped he yelled back "crazy Bitch!" Kate smiled, die to her win then she sat back down and stared off at the ocean.
(flashback)
Kate turned on the radio as she got into her small blue car.
"The victim's body will be transported to his family as soon as possible. The forensic doctors at the morgue believe he was brutally murdered, and it was not a suicide. The victim's name is..." Kate drove faster and faster down the highway, until she was finally driving 30 miles per hour too fast. She listened to the radio.
"William Thomas Johnson." Kate was shocked. Her speed still increased as she blacked out. The last thing she heard was the sound of two cars slamming into each other.
(end flashback)
Kate silently cried remembering the event. She lifted her shirt to examine the huge scar the had been left from the doctors having to sew her up in order to keep her intestine in. Kate's sadness soon turned into anger. She grabbed the stick again and searched for the one called "Ass hole."
She never found him and finally she just smacked herself in the head, knowing that it wasn't his fault that Will died. The problem was she hit herself too hard and then, blacked out.
AN again: I know you probably don't want to read this story anymore, now that you know whose airplane it really was, but I would like it if you continued to read and review my story. Thanks!
